This past week was a week in which I feel as though I started to break through some self-imposed barriers. As I began the week, one of the goals that my personal trainer Patrick Carmean set for me was to complete my time on the treadmill without using the handrails for support.
Truth-be-told, they can be quite the safety net, but I completely understand his reasoning behind why I should be doing this. It was interesting on Thursday, however, when I got “busted” by Patrick by for holding onto the rails.
Today, I showed him my “Jazz hands” a couple of times while my hands were off the handholds. Of course, I did have a bit of an excuse, as the front bar does measure your heart rate, and I was working to ensure that I kept my heart rate where it needed to be. I’ve been able to spend about half of my time “hands free.”
I also had a couple of additional incidents occur this past week on the treadmill, one good, one, not so good. On Friday, I got the speed up to 4.4 mph for about ¼ of a mile on a couple of occasions. If I’m not mistaken, I think I might have been running. J I was able to get the speed up to 4.5 mph today for about the same amount of time. I’m not sure that I’m ready to go longer than that, as I felt a bit like I was getting close to not being able to go any faster. I’m hoping to increase the amount of time I’m able to increase those times in the coming weeks.
On Sunday, I ran into what might be the biggest setback that I have faced in the past several weeks. While on the treadmill, I wore a hole in the back of one of my socks, which left a pretty nice blister on my heel. I knew it was sore, but didn’t realize the extent until I took my shoe off after I finished. I covered it with a Band-Aid on Monday and split my time between the treadmill and the bike. It was sore, but if that’s the greatest pain I’ve felt so far, then I think I’m doing OK.
Patrick has been steadily introducing me to more and more of the weight equipment at the facility, and I must say, I am really enjoying reacquainting myself with doing some lifting. I’ve been pretty cautious with my bicep, but I’ve tried to push myself as much as I can, whenever I can. I’ve got to admit that I really need to work on my ability to do pushups, as the pushups I was doing against the wall left me wondering when the TSA agent was going to show up.
Tomorrow is a big day, as we’re going to be doing our first set of measurements since I started the challenge. According to the scale at NOMS, I’ve lost some weight, but I believe I’m supposed to keep that quiet until it becomes “official.” A hint though…..I’ve moved in a notch on my belt, so that has GOT to be a good thing. I’m hoping to meet with the dietitian this week, as I spaced out and forgot that she had called me about a week ago. I’m looking forward to getting advice from her.
Again, thanks to all of you who have expressed your support, including my “cheering section” in Florida. I can’t tell you how much it means to know that you are all in my corner. Derek, Carla….I hope that you have had a wonderfully productive week.