November 10, 2005

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  *Ow.* Exercise.. *Wince*   When Does It Get Better *Whine*                  OK... I am so     FREAKING out of shape.       As if that wasn't immediately noticeable by the fact that I was 57 pounds heavier at the beginning of this past summer than I am now .         **note new profile picture on left**               Anywho, I digress...       I just started "kicking it into high gear" at the gym last week.               Suddenly I am finding muscles I didn't know existed in my person. In fact, this evening I pulled out the Gray's Anatomy that I used in art school to figure out if I have mental issues and am experiencing psychosomatic pain...'cuz I am hurting in places I didn't know that muscles resided. At any rate, that I can recall my body never noticed these muscles in any of my past 39 years  .       Who the heck thought that the muscle between your shoulder and the upper part of your boob would SCREAM when you try to put the top back on the Tylenol bottle? **which you are opening because you need to pop Tylenol like TicTacs**        Why have I never been informed of the fact that my butt could feel like someone took and gouged it 30 times with a rusty saw. My rear didn't feel like this after riding a horse for 6 hours in the mountains.               I guess back then I had a different butt. Hartier or something. Sure didn't have more padding.                AND WHAT THE HECK exercise is there in the circuit that makes the top of your feet hurt? I don't recall a sheet with Premier Fascia Pedia Katia *i.e. top of Katt's feet* on the little  tag sheet accompanying each of those torture devices..., er...wonderful workout machines.                 Not to mention my neck feeling like I spent three 10 minute rounds on a 70s bucking electronic bar bull... OY...             Last night I stuck to just swimming for the aerobic benefit and I swam a total of 46 laps in the pool. Not sure what it equates to as part of a mile but I need to find out as my goal is to eventually swim a mile. I am swimming side and breast stroke because of doing something nasty to my left shoulder, so unfortunately I am not getting the benefit of swimming the crawl. I hope as I strengthen the  muscles in that shoulder I should get where I can swim overhand. I am just hoping I didn't tear my  rotator cuff. *wince* I have no idea how I did what I did, either.        Ahhh age... marvelous. Just. Marvelous.    I have  got to get rid of this fat around my middle. Tonight if I go to the gym I am going to try out the elliptical trainer. I am aiming to be in a size 16 by Christmas.    If I disappear it means the elyptical trainer kicked my arse and I wasn't able to kick back.    Who can lift a leg to kick an elyptical machine when their butt feels like it has been chewed on by a rabid beaver?     I  am going to need a whole new wardrobe by January. Not that that is a bad thing, but it is going to get expensive! I can sew like a fiend when I put my mind to it, but I hesitate to make anything when I may not be able to wear it for long if I am able keep losing weight.             And at the rate I am going in gaining pain as I lose weight, my chiropractor is obviously going to go to the Bahamas in Spring based on my visits alone.         ...accompanying him will be his three kids, wife, pool boy and news-carrier, Skippy.                 I don't mind the family going but the fact that I am paying for Skippy to go really bugs me.                                                                                                       ~ Kathie

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