2008-05-16
Queen OverDo rules the world!
Could someone please tell me why I sometimes turn into “Queen OverDo” and push my body to its limits just for curiosity’s sake? Like I don’t know the outcome will include PAIN?!?
Ok, even though I was in over do mode, I’m thrilled with what I accomplished. I walked 3 miles on the treadmill last night. That would be 3 miles in a row, most of which I did at a high speed for me. I walk slow for a “normal” person, but pretty darn good for a person with messed up legs! I had my heart rate up to 81% for my average too! Plus I burned a little over 600 calories. As an added bonus I found muscles to make hurt that I didn’t know I had (or that they played a part in this whole walking thing!)
As sore and wobbly as I am today, there is a giant pay off. Actually, more than one! I have 6 ½ miles left out of my 26.2 for the cardio triathlon. It’s two weeks into the challenge and I’m almost done with my walking part. This was the part that almost kept me from trying this. My mile time sucked when I signed up. I figured it would be down to the wire on getting the miles in. It took me 36 minutes to do that first mile. The idea of going more than a mile was insane! It took me 62 minutes to do 3 miles, but to see that kind of progress in two weeks …. I’m so proud of myself.
Yesterday the scale showed me as 275. Granted this was fully naked with a completely empty stomach and bladder, but seeing that number shows me that soon I will go even lower. I know it’s silly, but 275 makes me feel better about myself. Part of that is it’s another step further from 300. Those of you who have been near or over 300 know what I mean. I was a little over 300 yet again in my life and it’s something that weighs mentally on you just as much if not more than physically. Three hundred is a number that catches people’s attention. It also catches their judgmental thoughts. At that point though, what others think doesn’t matter when you yourself look at the number and feel overwhelmed and hopeless.
I have 100 pounds to lose to reach my ultimate goal weight, which is a number I pulled out of my butt, but sounds good; 175 pounds. I have set no time limit on getting there and won’t be upset if I end up at 185. No matter what the scale says, every step I go in the right direction means I’m living my life a little better, a little healthier, and a whole lot stronger!