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Went to the gym yesterday. Was a bit weird to have gone to the skin cancer surgeon in the morning, get assigned the Thursday surgery date, go out to lunch and freak out a little (and get a lovely couple of comforting phonecalls from ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
laviolinista and madametromboni, separately)... and then go to the gym and be trained up in how to use some of the equipment that I haven't used yet.
Life in the midst of worry about... things. Basal cell carcinoma is, I grant you, a bit threatening, but shouldn't be life threatening; and obsessing over it is Officially, Not Helping.
So I met with a trainer, and we talked about my goals and a bit on my history. She was very professional, had a good "game face" on. (that's a skill I still work on and often fail) I tried a lot of new things, and learned some tricks to a few of the machines that I've been already using.
Baseline numbers: 225# (with shoes etc) and 5'5" (which indicates that my spine and shoulders have straightened up a little). Blood pressure good, even better than at the medical appointment in the morning, probably because I'd been 20 minutes on the bicycle before meeting with the trainer.
My highest weight, but I feel notably stronger than I have in years. And the shape of my big muscles feels smoother on the outside, like the toning I've been doing is stretching out & flattening the subcutaneous fat. Which perhaps it is.
Lots of good advice from the young lady trainer, which reinforced my determination to do a few of the things I've been doing at home, more often. Shoulders, hips, spine, flexibility.
Keep breathing. Keep taking care of myself. Drink more water, keep moving.
And don't wait a year to get a rough patch of skin, that won't heal, checked out by a doctor. Sheesh.
laviolinista and madametromboni, separately)... and then go to the gym and be trained up in how to use some of the equipment that I haven't used yet.Life in the midst of worry about... things. Basal cell carcinoma is, I grant you, a bit threatening, but shouldn't be life threatening; and obsessing over it is Officially, Not Helping.
So I met with a trainer, and we talked about my goals and a bit on my history. She was very professional, had a good "game face" on. (that's a skill I still work on and often fail) I tried a lot of new things, and learned some tricks to a few of the machines that I've been already using.
Baseline numbers: 225# (with shoes etc) and 5'5" (which indicates that my spine and shoulders have straightened up a little). Blood pressure good, even better than at the medical appointment in the morning, probably because I'd been 20 minutes on the bicycle before meeting with the trainer.
My highest weight, but I feel notably stronger than I have in years. And the shape of my big muscles feels smoother on the outside, like the toning I've been doing is stretching out & flattening the subcutaneous fat. Which perhaps it is.
Lots of good advice from the young lady trainer, which reinforced my determination to do a few of the things I've been doing at home, more often. Shoulders, hips, spine, flexibility.
Keep breathing. Keep taking care of myself. Drink more water, keep moving.
And don't wait a year to get a rough patch of skin, that won't heal, checked out by a doctor. Sheesh.
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That's my motivation, to pick up from here and give myself the best possible baseline to grow old with.
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