Two weeks and I'm back to working out. It's tough. The first week I was sick, the next week I was unloading all the ook from my body. Now it's time to get back in.
This morning I got back to the gym. I didn't get the 3 miles in under 45 minutes I only got to 2.75. I couldn't get my lungs to comply. I'm still coughing up stuff. My apartment complex has a strict, "no passing out" gym policy, so I eased up.
I did do my night weight lifting. The Pirate Queen joined me, and we swam afterward. My swim looked more like "floating" but at least I got in the pool.
And my weight? I'm at 234. Not bad, considering. It's not my lightest, but it's not up, so hooray! I get back in there from here.
Now I get to bed. Hopefully I won't cough like this again:
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