tales from the gym 2

at my rec center, the gym has windows looking out over the lake. i watch people heading to and from the dog park [just out of view]. going in the dogs are practically rearing up at the end of their leashes, because the excitement is so high and on the way back the dogs are lagging along behind their owners, tongs hanging out, probably thinking about tomorrows trip to the park.

new runners

i have been actively going to the gym 3 - 4 days a week. trying to make 4 the more common number, but some weeks it just doesn't happen.
recently my feet and ankles have been hurting. looking at my shoes i thought "they're fine." but then i started remembering what i had learned in CC. shoes only last so long. and i think I've had these like.... 3 or 4 years, and they're my top tier shoe.

so, following in my sister-in-law's foot steps I bought a pair of Vibram FiveFingers- Classic. since i wanted a color other than black, i had to order them. they should be here next week, and I'm WAY excited.
Apparently they can barley keep them in stock at our local REI, which means that more people are following the idea that the unstructured shoe is better for you. this is as close to being barefoot as you can get from the current retail market.

and in case you had missed it some how, i hate wearing shoes.

the challenge

I've been complaining about things to my Dr.s for a couple years now.

they keep doing blood tests. they keep telling me that everything is normal. i would guess that everything is not normal when every visit, with every Dr. ever starts with "your neck is huge!"
and then the tests are normal, and they put of my complaints to the fact that clearly i am lying about my diet and exercise. its understandable. everyone lies. and everyone lies to the Dr. and most likely themselves about these things, in particular.

i have never been skinny. I was trim in high school- before i got sick, and spent a semester lying on the couch drinking soda, because it was the only thing that didn't hurt my throat.
after college i started playing soccer again. i got my weight down a bit and was happy.
and then, it started to creep back.... slowly at first... but then it just wouldn't stop. i don't sleep well, i have problems breathing and I'm ALWAYS hot. i have gained 60 pounds, most of it in a 2 year span.
it was finally recommended that I see a specialist.
They looked at my numbers and couldn't believe i hadn't been being treated for an under active thyroid. Actually it's the first time i have had a positive experience at a Dr.s office in as long as i can remember.
an under active thyroid means that my metabolism isn't working right. [I've never had a fast one to begin with.]

So. Starting soon, I will be medicating- hoping to get things working right again and hopefully get my self back to a healthier weight.

I'm very self conscious of it. I feel the stairs of people i haven't seen in a while. I wonder who is judging me. I am happy to have a supportive husband, who is very good at saying all the right things. and i try to remember, that, despite what is reflected on the outside, i know that i am trying and i hope it will finally show.

tales from the gym

why do women wear giant dangley earrings at the gym? it looks painful and stupid.

tales from the gym

your iphone looks stupid in a giant encasing arm band thing.

there was a guy carrying around a 2 liter bottle of green tea ginger ale.

and so so so sooo many people in attendance for the first monday of the new year.

tales from the gym

i love the guys who show up in their cycling outfits to ride the bikes.

i watched Rachel Ray make a basic salad. she said, " i like to throw the chopped veggies on top, i think it makes the salad pretty. guess I'm kind of crazy like that." um, not really. its called making a salad and trying to hard to be unique.

i like watching people walk at a window shopping pace for 20 min while they text the whole time. why bother?

i like the couple scrawny teen age boys who come in and lift weights together.