Week One, Day One

Last week, I walked into a gym for the first time in four years. I nearly had a panic attack and walked back out, because I could not, for the life of me, figure out what I wanted to work on. Everything was there and it was too much and too overwhelming to deal with.

I didn’t.

I walked up the stairs to the cardio equiment and spend a half hour walking on the treadmill.

I went to another gym two days later and did the same thing.

My goal for the next 12 weeks is to get to the gym twice a week. If I make it three time, that’s even better. By the end of Week 12, I’d like to be at least six weeks into a new strength training routine. I’m going to take a few weeks and just do the treadmill to get in the habit of hitting the gym on a regular basis.

To keep myself honest, this is me tonight, front and side. I’m unhappy with these photos, to say the very least.

This post inspired by Tank Tolman and his Earn Your Spot on the Ship Challenge.

HAMMAR!