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Well, I did it.

I joined a gym yesterday and did my first workout.

I’ve been thinking about it for some time now — I just have to do something to get my weight under control. I’ve been really fortunate to avoid high blood pressure and type 2 diabetes for this long, but it’s only a matter of time if I don’t take some kind of action.

I looked into a couple of places before I decided on this one. With all the Curves places around, that was the first one I looked into, but it’s way too much high-impact stuff that would not work well with my knees in the shape they’re in. I needed someplace that was convenient and that had machines I could work on, treadmills and stationery bikes — the treadmill and stationery bike was what the orthopedist recommended. So, I found this little place tucked into the corner of a shopping strip that I drive by on my way to and from work. I elected to do a trial membership for a month just to see how it went instead of committing to a whole year. It cost a bit more, but then I’m not out the 11 months they want to charge if you don’t come.

I walked on the treadmill for 25 minutes — that was 4 laps at my max speed of 3 mph whatever that means – I think I walked 3/4 of a mile. Then I tried the recumbent bike, but either my knees were already swollen from the walking or they just don’t want to bend far enough to do that because I could only stand it for about 5 minutes. My plans are to go 3 times a week. I may have to change the day I talk to Mom to Thursdays instead of Mondays or we’ll have interrupted conversations since the gym is about halfway home.

Our photos from the chapel finally came and I’ve gotten them all scanned in. I keep looking back at the pictures I took while we were in Vegas and remembering what fun it was. I think I have a pretty good looking hubby who spoils me terribly. We’re talking about going to England for our 30th. That ought to be pretty memorable.

Today I need to go to Sam’s Club to get the bi-weekly dog food shopping done and get the oil changed in my van. I called Charlotte to see if she wanted to go to breakfast, but she had just woken up and wants to call me back later. She said she had to pick up a dog at 9:00, so she can’t wait too much later as it’s 8:00 now. 

I talked to Ken at 6:00  and he had a ring time of 8:00 so I guess he’s showing his dog. I’m sure he’ll call me to let me know how that went. 

I reckon I need to go get dressed as I need to get this show on the road.

Love to all,

Margaret