Shifting Gears: Fitness

On top of the various goings-on in our home, I'm going to start posting about the goings-on in life, too. Starting today. We joined a new gym a week or so ago (Lifetime Fitness) and went in Saturday morning for a physical assessment with a personal trainer. A few tests later, I find out I've got 60 pounds to lose (fat ass) and my body age is 44. Um, yeah.

Fast forward through a long conversation about my health and physical activity and there I was, committing to 2 personal training sessions a week for 3 months with my new trainer, Janette. Since I participate in our office group workout twice a week, I needed something to fill in the gap from Friday to Wednesday so I'll be going to Lifetime on Mondays and Saturdays.

This morning was my first session. It was fine....until I nearly passed out, broke out into a cold sweat, had to sit down in front of the air vent with a bag of ice on my neck. Yeah, it was fabulous. Argh. I was disappointed that happened, but it's nothing new - I've experienced it before and know how to get through it, but I always worry that it's going to be the one time I puke all over everything or that I pass out and pee all over myself. Neither happened and I recovered after a few minutes, but I hated it. My trainer understood, and in fact, she had been asking me all along if I was feeling dizzy or light-headed or anything and I wasn't. I assured her I'd let her know if I started feeling that way and I did.

This morning's workout was at 7am (I'm not a morning worker-outer so that may have been a contributing factor). It was at a new place, with a new person, doing new moves and lifts, and I think I just worked one part of my body too much and all the blood rushed from my head. She said she will revise the plan for next time. OH GOOD.

All-in-all, I survived and it was good. I workout with her again on Saturday at 11am this time. I'm also going through some of their tests to tell me how many calories I should eat per day and what my anerobic threshold and aerobic base is. That's Wednesday morning - at 6am. Ouch. The calorie part I just get to sit in a chair, but the cardio part has me on a treadmill for a few minutes. Hopefully I survive that seeing as how I'm to come in having not eaten, no meds, no exercising, no nothing for 10-12 hours prior. Then at a later date, I'm going to meet with a dietician and hopefully between the trainer, dietician, and metabolic specialist they'll be able to get me on the right track to buring some of this fat off with the least amount of work/effort. That sounds lazy, but that's what in their literature!

All this is in an effort to "de-age" my body and get in better shape. The PCOS is reversable with good diet and exercise and I'd love that to happen, but mostly, I just need to be healthier. Our new gym is so crazy nice and awesome, it kind of makes you want to go there and be around all the niceness so here's to hoping for success (and much less ass)!


New End-of-the-Bed Bench

It's taking me much longer to make progress on our wainscoting than I had hoped. Currently, it's still looking exactly like it did in my previous post. Boo. We've had family in from out of town, funerals to attend (too many! it needs to stop!), and of course, work. I hope to tackle the caulking this weekend. Spoiler Alert: I may HIRE someone to do the painting. DIY'er pros, don't hate!

Aside from that, my birthday present from my hubz arrived today. He was there to receive it (since I have to work on Good Friday, grrrrrrrrrrrr) and he sent me this pic!Looks like some(westie)one is feeling recovered after her dental cleaning yesterday. Hmmmmmmmmmmm?

This is the Lola Bench from Z Gallerie.

Since upgrading to a king-sized bed, we haven't upgraded our end-of-bed seating and the one we were using was looking kind of squat. We mostly use this end-of-bed seating as an easy way for our preshus doggie to get on and off the bed. Before we got our new bed, we had the end-of-bed bench at the side-of-bed because the footboard was so tall preshus doggie couldn't clear the footboard from the bench. Alas, the new bed. Yes, we got a new bed because our DOG couldn't get up on it from the end. We are smitten with her, what can I say?

I chose this one after a long hunt for the perfect thing. This bench is about 2 inches taller than our current, but one inch shorter than our footboard. It's wider and will stand up more to the size of our king bed. It's color is listed as "pewter gold" and on the web site it seems to be a shimmery gray. Hubz says it's straight up gold, but what does he know? I haven't seen it in person yet, but I'll post more pics later and especially when we get the room all done and have a big reveal of the whole picture!

Happy Easter, all!