Workout

So I worked out. Despite my lungs' protest.

I came.

I saw.

I coughed.

Lots.

Unceasing fits.

But, I made it. I look at it like an anaerobic workout without the physical commitment. Where can you get that?

I got it, at no additional charge. I also got my 3 miles today, barely. So lets celibate. Slowly and Softly. My muscles hurt. I also did some cardio at night, so I'm pretty much worked out out.

My food intake was ok. Cereal for breakfast, tuna for lunch, and tilapia with asparagus for dinner.

Over all it was a good day.

And I'm down to 231.5

Way to go, Rob

Back in the Gym

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: