And so it begins

I am having a great day already and it is only just 9.30. I surprised myself and managed to get up at 6.05am and drag myself off to the gym for my cardio session. I only managed this as the cat came in and wouldnt leave me alone, i think she thought i should feed her early or something. But then again i think Tim might have had words to her and told her to jump all over me just to get me to the gym.
Never the less i managed to get there with plenty of time and was on the treadie at about 6.30am and opted to do the treadmill run this morning and see how i went - i thought i was destined to be having a small heart attack after a few minutes. But i done my 5 min warm up and then spead the little beasty up to a reasonable jog that i was able to maintain - i surprised myself and was able to maintain the jog for 10 minutes, YAY for me!!! I didnt think i would even get to 3 minutes, i must be fitter than i thought, or it could have been the Robbie interview that i was watching took my mind away and allowed me to no concentrate on my aches and pains and the fact that i couldnt breathe. I got through 5 minutes and thought i am puffed but i will keep going till i feel like i am about to fall off, i got to 10 minutes and i thought my knee might callapse - i am not sure what is going on there i have never had pain in my knee before but this ended up hurting a fair bit, so i slowed to a walk again and walked for about 5 minutes to get my breath back and stop the pain.... i then managed to jog for another 8 minutes before my knee gave out on me again and walked the last few minutes to help cool down. I was impressed with myself and found that i actually loved it. Shame i dont have a treadie at home as i think i would be on it a bit more often doing a bit here and there. Might have to look at investing in one of them soon after "the wedding" though i think. I staggered off the treadie and thought my legs would not be able to support me but i stayed on my feet, and actually smiled at myself at how good i felt (if that makes sence) and thought well i have time as it was only 7.10am at this point so i thought i would torture my body a little more and throw in some abs to just make my day. I got on the little machine that does these crunch things and set it at 50lb and done 12 crunches with this, i thought this was a bit light and changed it to 60lb and found this a bit better but thought i would be able to squeeze out another 12 at 65lb - this one hurt a fair bit, but i managed to suffer through them, i was telling myself to breathe and all those good things. And then i decided i would need to do a few more so i got a 6kg DB and done some sit ups with that and a few side to side ones as well - it hurt like hell but again it didnt kill me so i figgured it cant be that bad. Tomorrow might be a different story through. But i kept having to tell myself i want to look great on my wedding day i need to keep at this.
As of tomorrow there are 5 weeks to go. I think it is still a fair way away and i am so busy paying bills and booking things. Tim on the other hand is saying it is not soon enough. Very sweet of him, but i still need more time.

Have a great weekend
Bec
xoxo