This week my trainer announced it's time to take a different approach with my training. She feels I've done well building strength and now wants to take things to a different level. Instead of increasing weight, we're going to decrease the weight and increase the repetitions. The goal is to increase my endurance, help build muscle, and lose fat. Boy was it challenging! It's a different type of workout because I'm working my muscles to exhaustion.
I've been taking extra trips to the gym. I've increase my usual resistance on the treadmill. Today I was able to do 25 minutes nonstop. My goal is to do 30 minutes nonstop and then continue increasing the resistance.
I hopped on the scale at the gym on Wednesday. No additional weight loss. I was bummed for a minute but told myself it was better than a gain.
I get in the car and give myself a silent pep talk. While putting on my seatbelt, my phone rings. It's my brother. He rarely calls during the week. He called to thank me for inspiring him to start thinking about his health. He went to the doctor for a checkup. I had no idea -- he hasn't been to a doctor in over 20 years! Men. He's 43, married with four kids. Lately he's been thinking about how his poor health would impact his family. I guess the stuff going on with my sister and her husband really hit home. I thank God his tests results were within normal ranges. His blood sugar, cholestorel, and blood pressure were on the high side, but nothing a little exercise can't resolve. He said wants to lose 15 - 20 pounds. He'll be able to do. All he has to do is stop drinking beer. Lol!
Anyhow, his phone call came at the right time for me. Just when I'm feeling a little discouraged, I find another reason to keep moving forward.
I can't wait for my sister to call me and tell me she just walked around the block.
1 month ago