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At Last!


I have only been on the weight loss kick since October, and now, 117 pounds and 8 months later (well OK, one year and eight months if you count the pre-surgery work I did), I finally joined a gym.

I joined Gold’s Gym in Arlington last night and then did a 30 minute workout on the bike.  I have an appointment for “orientation” tomorrow, which I have to reschedule because I forgot I have my second writer’s group tomorrow.  But then after that, I’m pretty much on my own.

There are many gyms in this area and I went with Gold’s Gym for a number of reasons.  One of them is that my whole family belongs to that gym.  My step-niece works at one of them in her area and we all get a “family” discount.  Well, they did at least.  The gym she works at is a franchise, so they all get the discount at the franchises that owner owns.  The ones in my area are owned by corporate, so I don’t really get the discount.  That said, however, I can get guest passes to go to the gym in that area so that my sister and I can work out together when I go hang out at her place, which I do pretty often.  Plus I have the benefit of being able to go to any corporate owned Gold’s Gym.

Granted, it’s a little more expensive than some of the other gyms in this area, but I do get the benefit of being able to take Yoga and Zumba classes.  Not too sure what a Zumba is exactly, but I guess I’ll find out.  Plus! I do not have a contract.  I can cancel at any time.  Much better deal than Bally’s (which is now LA Fitness, apparently).

Now my posts will probably include a great deal of whining and complaining about sore muscles.  Hopefully, this will make that last 56 pounds easier to lose and help me strengthen and tone my poor abused body.  I did so much damage to it by being morbidly obese for so long, I sometimes wonder if it will ever recover.

Wish me luck!


I Am In Trouble

I hate to admit it, but I am a big coward.  I hate pain.  I cannot even watch someone else fall down or get hurt.  My own legs and feet will hurt and I get shivers through my body.  I always have to turn away from the movie screen or tv when someone is hurt .

People who know me would not think that I am such a big baby when it comes to pain because they all know that I have lived with some kind of pain most of my life.  One would think that I have a high tolerance for pain, but I do not.

I had a kidney stone in high school.  I lived with that pain for a year trying to pass it before they finally did surgery.  See, back when I was in high school, before the dinosaurs died, there were no cool sonic procedures or microscopic surgery to deal with kidney stones.  You either passed it or they operated.  Since I apparently could not do one, I had to do the other.  It was an unpleasant experience, but I was 16 and bounced back quickly.

I also have dealt with foot and back pain most of my adult life.

Why this sudden preoccupation with pain?

I had a doctor’s appointment yesterday for my annual physical.  Two things happened that I did not like.  One, they took my blood.  I hate getting stuck with needles, but I’m willing to concede that I must have my blood drawn if I’m going to proceed with this surgery.  Two, I had to get a shot.  It really stinks getting a shot as an adult.  At least as a kid they give you candy, but not me.  When I get a shot all I get is a needle in my arm.  No lollypops, Dora stickers, nothing.  I know my niece would not stand for that, but she is just a kid.

My doctor informed me that it has been a while since I had a tetanus shot.  The shot itself is not too bad.  But today my arm is really sore.  That’s the problem with a tetanus shot.  I’ve had them before and my arm always hurts for a couple of days afterwards.    Because I’m such a big baby, I’ve been sitting at work all day thinking, “Owie my arm hurts! poor me!”

This started me thinking…I am really in big trouble.

I am really worried about the pain of the surgery.  I know it will be short lived, but I remember the pain of the surgery I had in high school and I did not like it one bit.  I won’t let my fear of pain keep me from doing it, but I am probably going to worry way too much about it and be very miserable for a while afterwards.

I have been thinking about this for a while, but I have managed to keep my fears at bay.  Today, with my arm in pain however, I am starting to think about the pain of surgery more.  I know these feelings will abate as the pain in arm starts to feel better, at least until the surgery actually rolls around, but it is a concern that I have.

I know that I will deal with it as I have dealt with many other things.  Many of the other health problems that I hope will abate after I’ve shed the pounds are much more painful difficult to deal with sometimes.  That thought gives me strength and the courage to face whatever pain I may have to endure to get through this.

But today, I am a big fat baby.

Speaking of big fat babies, this is Max.  My brother and his wonderful wife took Max in when he was just a kitten.  They kept him until they found out their little girl, who arrived a year later, was very allergic to him.  They found Max a new home, but I do miss that crazy cat.  🙂


I think I am going to do an open call for kitty photos.  If you have a cat doing something crazy, funny, or super-cute, just email it to me and maybe your little baby will get a feature on my blog.