wheeeeeeeeeeeeeee

Second round of cycling yesterday was awesome. I still need to work on my endurance (a lot), but there was less whimpering and I didn't have to get off the bike to cross roads at the end, or go over bumps. The Burke Gilman trail was very pretty. We just need to measure the distance so we have a realistic idea of how far we're going.

I met with Alexis tonight. It's been great to have someone else measure my progress as we go along. I mean, I know that when I started I was doing 37lbs on the lat pull, and now I'm doing 62lbs. So I know the numbers are going up, but I can't always see if I'm improving. God, is there ever a point where lunges aren't godawful? And is there any point at which my upper arms will not feel like quivering noodles?

I feel slightly manic about getting more cardio in. Judy's having her bike tuned this coming week, so we probably won't be able to ride again until next Thursday. So I'm going to try to catch Amanda's class on Monday. Then Alexis on Wednesday, cycling on Thursday, and swimming on Friday. I'm trying to find the best balance between working hard and working myself into the ground. I think last weekend's doubling-up really wore me out. But I figure at some point it's just got to get easier. I don't think I'm doing anything strenuous enough to hurt myself.

I'm also thinking about buying some free weights. It'd be nice to do some of the exercises at home, too.

I finally found some traction with my diet this week, too. I told Jeff that my goal is to aim for below allowed points. Just for a couple of weeks so I'm not straining against the max. I've managed that 3 days out of 4, and the only reason I blew it yesterday was because I didn't get a chance to grab dinner until 10pm and was fucking ravenous. With AP, it worked out, so I damn well better see a good loss on Monday. Need to get rid of the Vegas bloat.

I've started drinking water a bit more regularly, too. And I think I was getting dehydrated, so that's good. I wish I'd started aggressively training back in January, instead of moving so slowly. But live and learn. I was worried about missing swimming this weekend, but Stace's complex has a pool, so I'll be able to get two sessions in. Saturday night and Sunday morning.

I can't believe how fucking fast the past couple of months have gone.