That's right, I dragged my bum out of bed this morning, in the cold and dark, and I went to the gym! I am so proud of myself, you would think I ran a marathon or something. It was just the one-hour strength training class, and it totally beat me up.
My goal is to someday be able to do all of the leg exercises without stopping. Ab exercises are NO problem. I credit years of swimming for having a strong core. Arm exercises are pretty much no problem, except for I can't do that many real push-ups. But I'm working on that. The leg exercises are another story. Squats are fine, but when we get into the leg lifts and leg circles and all of those keep-your-leg-in-the-air-and-move-it-around-for-5-minutes-straight exercises, my muscles fail pretty quickly.
It's ok, I'll get there.
I'm starting to feel the soreness already and I'm not relishing the pain I'll be in for the next couple of days, but it's a good pain. It means I'm doing something. It means I'm getting rid of the squishiness.
I had fun seeing some of my friends from Masters swimming who take the class. I told one of them about the St. John swim and she said SHE loves St. John too, and now I think she and another lady might be thinking about showing up for the swim themselves. It's gonna be a party in St. John!
As a side note, I measured my waist this morning even though it's not weigh and measure day yet, and I'm pretty sure it's gone down 1 inch. In 6 days. That's insane.