100 Things: Fitness and Health posts, 13/100

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 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.
( weight talk behind cut )

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.