Don't Be Alarmed

Dear readers:

Please do not be alarmed if you find me face down in bed this morning, snoring like a lumberjack.

It is just a reaction to the horrible thing that happened to my body yesterday.

You know, exercise.

Just make sure I'm not inhaling the sheets, m'kay?

Peak 313 Challenge: Day 2

Ugh!

After feeling so fantastic yesterday I'm a little disappointed that I feel so cruddy today. I don't know if it was the slightly more humid weather or my body's rebellion against what I did to it yesterday, but I couldn't exercise as much today.

I planned on going for at least 25 minutes but at the 15-minute mark my legs were screaming!
So I decided to just listen to my body and call it a day.
I still feel really good but maybe I should work up to 25 minutes a day instead of pushing myself?

I need a hot shower.
And a cookie.
Yes, a cookie.

Peak 313 Challenge: Day 1

I started the Peak 313 challenge today with good results!

I was nervous because I have (sadly) never really exercised since I was diagnosed with asthma. It was worrisome to do it alone just in case something happened.

And something did happen: I got tired quickly, I breathed heavy throughout the whole thing and got chased by the same dog 3 times. 

But something else happened too. I made it through! 
It was only a 30 minute walk around the block but I felt incredible when I got home. I now know I can do it.

I am so energized and perked up. I am even in the mood to make this incredible Sweet and Sour Chicken for dinner and have also done 2 loads of laundry since I got home from my walk.

Can someone just kick me for not starting to exercise months ago?!?

Oh, and I got an accountability partner too!
She blogs over at A Walk To Serenity.
And, after reading her About Me section I may have just found someone who understands what it's like to move from the city to the country.

Who says God doesn't have an incredible sense of humor?

Peak 313 Challenge

I was diagnosed with asthma 7 months ago.
Some days it seems like just a few days ago and other days it seems like years ago since I got my diagnosis.

I suffered for 6 weeks before anyone figured out what was wrong.
I was sure I was going to die.
And had it not been for my GP who never tired of seeing me in his office (at one point I had seen him 3 times in a week!) I probably would have.

And do you know what I have done with myself since then?
Not much, I'm ashamed to say.
My doctors have repeatedly told me that staying active, taking my medicine and avoiding my triggers would go a long way to helping me avoid complications.

All of that to say this: My name is Liz and I have a problem. I am a slacker.

But there's hope for me yet! I found an online community of people that I think will really help me to stay on track. The website is peak313.com and I don't know how I ended up there but I'm glad I did. It's a 5 week program and I'm hoping to see some measurable character changes.

My goal isn't so much weight loss (although that's important) so much as it's about just staying active. I think taking the pressure of weight loss off the table will go a long way in helping ol' slacker me stay on track. I'm not sure about following the site's activity list to a tee because of my current limitations, but I'm sure in a couple of weeks I'll be up to speed!

I don't have an accountability partner (yet!) but am starting the program tomorrow and will report here on the blog each week. 

Fingers crossed!

PS -- Could someone out there call me around 9am to see if I have met my activity goal for the day? Anyone? Anyone? ;-)

Irony

Know when hunting season officially opens this year? October 1st.

Know when my first wedding anniversary is? October 1st.

I am convinced God has a sense of humor. 
And a hunting license.