I was aggravated that I couldn't blog yesterday. I'm one of those persons that would lose her head if it wasn't attached. Before we left on vacation, I couldn't find my credit card. We checked all current charges and there wasn't any that we hadn't made but to make sure I hadn't lost and it was picked up by someone that might be tempted to use it, we decided to cancel it and call for another one. Chase was great in overnighting the card to us here at the hotel. But, our reservation was under the old card which was cancelled and I think it had something to do with not having internet yesterday because it is an extra charge. I didn't want to mess with it yesterday and we were due to check out today anyway. However, we got our stay extended for another day. This comp was in my name, so ... WALL-LA internet connection and I can continue with the rest of the story.
Enough about that. I have kept my commitment about making time for the gym during our stay but I have been having trouble getting my time in on the stationery bike. It's kicking my butt. Yesterday I was determined that I was going to be the victor. As they say on American Idol and America's Got Talent, song selection is everything and it was because of having the right music playing on my IPOD that got me started. However for the first 5 minutes, I'm dying. I hear a beep and the readout says "warm-up completed". Are you kidding me .... WARM UP. I'm really sweating here, but I'm not giving up ... I'm getting through this. Between 15 and 20 minutes I started getting in a groove and I thought I had it made but at 22, I was starting to hit the wall again. On any day but this day, I would have said 22 minutes is decent but I was out to prove something to myself. I knew that I was constantly looking at the readout to see how many MORE minutes. I finally thought that's got to stop. I threw my towel over the readout and convinced myself just to listen to the next three or four songs and see where I was ... Where was I. I was at my goal on that piece of equipment that I couldn't figure out how to set the tension but that was also shaping my hips and thighs and I felt that I could even conquer Paul Dean's buffet. The suggestion of just one spoonful was helpful to me. I did stay away from all the fried delicacies but did have one spoonful of dressing and one spoonful of mac n cheese and I even left some of both on my plate ... a micromorsel but it was there.
I'm doing this and I'm winning. Well, gotta go ... got a date at the gym.