Who had the bright idea of all this treadmill incline work? Because, let me tell you, that person needs a smack upside the head! Oh, wait - that was me! Yeah. I'm an idiot. Anyhoo, I've worked up to 4-5% incline now. It still stinks. I know it works, though, as evidenced by my recent excursion through the very hilly backroads of Strawberry Plains, Tennessee.
Melissa and I are four weeks into Body for Life, and we can definitely tell a difference. There are little muscles peaking out here and there! I love feeling strong and fit again. We'll probably do two cycles of the program (24 weeks total) and see where we are at that point. Well, I'll do 24 weeks and drag Melissa kicking and screaming along with me! The weights are not her fave - she's a cardio girl.
Oh, and I have a little problem. My clothes don't fit any more. Yep, it's true. I wear scrubs most of the time at work, and those can be baggy and nobody cares, but we have a faculty conference next week and I am scrambling to find appropriate clothes that fit. The petite departments around here contain clothes that look like my grandmother OR my teenage nieces should be wearing them. As much as I love those gals, their clothes are not suitable for me at this stage of the game.
I know, I know - half the people in the world would love to have my problem. I'm not whining - at least not much! But I leave for the conference in a week and the pickings are pretty slim in the wardrobe department. Anybody know a good tailor?
