One week of workouts under my belt at the gym, but so far the scale doesn’t want to reward my efforts. I’m not discouraged. Four weight sessions, each followed by one-mile to three-mile walks, are an improvement over my exercise regimen before the new year, and while the scale doesn’t show much I dropped one pant size at the beginning of last week.
The week’s highlight, however, was the response from my youngest daughter. We opted for a family membership at the Washtenaw rec center; my wife and I wanted to get into shape, and the daughter wanted to improve her running ability. Conditioning for the high school season last year had the players tackling runs that ranged from one mile to three miles. Club season just started, and she’s at the gym on an elliptical when she’s not at the new facility for practice. She loves the elliptical. Took to it like a duck takes to water. She even ran part of a mile on the suspended track that’s over the basketball court.
It was one of those moments when you see life click into place. So much so that I know we’re doing the right thing, which is one of the reasons I’ve decided to take a sabbatical from my writing group; I’ve spent more time editing that creating of late, and this is the right thing for me to do since I want to write. After work tonight, I’m heading to the gym to start my second week workouts, and then I’m heading home rather than my writing meeting to sit down and actually put new words down on paper.