Today I start my hour of physical training and I need to get dressed yet to head out the door. I have about ten minutes so will see what 'damage' I can do here. I'm glad I signed up for the extra time, but it sure crunches my time in the mornings. But, less people at the gym, my trainer - and I - am more focused on what I need to do. I'm hoping with a few hour-long trainings that I will be able to do more on my own and not just go and jump on the treadmill, but use the weight machines as well. I definitely need to build up my strength!
It was kind of funny on Tuesday - my trainer worked my biceps, triceps and shoulders hard... well, what he could in 30 minutes. Then he asked me to touch my ears. I could barely raise my arms up. LOL He explained that it happens to him a lot too when he trains hard for himself. You work your arms to exhaustion, then you can't raise them up. It was funny. I've already reminded him that today is leg day and he needs to remember I must walk out of the gym and drive home, so leave me something in my legs that I can feel them. Today is leg day - and it's hour long training. Looking forward to it - and yet - someone apprehensive about if I will be able to walk at all tomorrow. LOL
Got my favorite thing to have done rescheduled yesterday... colonoscopy. It has been 5 years. UGH. I'm hoping it will be my last one - ever. I had scheduled it for July 11th, but in reading the instructions, if they remove a polyp and if something should happen, don't plan to go out of state for at least ten days. Well, we have a wedding in CA that weekend, so I moved it to July 21st. Oh joy. I can hardly wait for that excitement. I will live in the bathroom most of that night. And drinking that stuff - yeck! Aren't you glad I share these things with you?
My youngest child and his daughter are heading up north this morning and I've already been saying prayers that what the outcome of this will be in our favor. It sounds like it will be, but one must never take anything for granted.... unless God says it.
I read a great devotional this morning and it was talking about what is our treasure. What is it that we hold dear. Briefly, I can think of things I've held on to for years - things that mean nothing to anyone else and only a memory to me. I probably still have the majority of those things because if I bring them out, I am asked 'why did I keep it?' 'what does it mean to me?' 'who gave it to you? ... and those are some questions that are mine alone.
I can't explain, for example, why I kept a check for years that an old boss gave to me. It was a funny thing between us. I remember walking in to his office and he was writing checks, paying his bills. I started spelling my name, and without thinking, he wrote my first name on the check before he realied it. Power of suggestion. Anyway, he completed the check for $0.00 and payable to me, and signed it. And when he did, he told me that he couldn't put a figure on the check because I was priceless. We had a good laugh about it, but I hung on to that check for years. I do believe I finally threw it away. But I may still have it too, stuck in a box somewhere. I really do need to clean out those boxes!
Well, my rambling must stop as I need to get dressed and out the door. I've got to figure out a new schedule. Maybe write this later in the day?
Blessings!
