
Too steep an incline, me thinks!
Well, this afternoon and evening were spent rebuilding my endurance. Monday provided me with a 4 mile jog and some weight training while my daughter was in dance class. Tuesday...dance again? Okay, might as well go to the gym again...upped my jog to 6 miles and a half hour of weight training. Yes, the daughter is in dance class all week, so Wednesday saw a 4 mile jog, half hour on the elliptical machine, and another half hour of weight training. Today was my crowning moment. The day to really test if I have it in me to once again compete in a triathlon...8 mile jog, peppered with up hill sprints, one hour on the elliptical, topped off with another hour of boot camp. Didn't lose a pound but feel phenomenal. Feel like the old body is giving me a fighting chance again. Granted I still have the boob issues...I was kind of afraid the boob implant that is "out of its pocket" might end up in my arm pit...or worse yet...migrate down to my ass. I warned my classmates in boot camp that if they see a stray boob to let me know. I'm thinking people do not know how to take my sense of humor sometimes...nervous laughter. Probably thinking, "Poor dear, the cancer and radiation must have done something to her head." But nonetheless, when the ladies my age saw me going like gang busters, they too stepped it up a notch. Today was a day of health, stamina, and proving to myself that I'm alive and well. Time to reclaim some lost time and enjoy being healthy again...even if I do have to move my stray boob back up from my knee cap. Geeez, Folks, just kidding...well, sort of. Thank god for sports bras!