FINDING MY INNER
29 March 2003
I took the shopping cart and entered the supermarket. You know the one--the one with
the killer brownies.
Right in front of me was a bin of Odwalla power bars. Picked up two of those (Jeri says
they're the best). There was a clerk putting lettuce in a bin. I gave him a big smile and
said "HI!" enthusiastically.
There was a display of grapes and I realized I hadn't had enough fruit lately, so I
dropped a big bunch in the cart. Then on to the green stuff. They had edamame, the
ready-to-eat soy pods. Great protein source. Let me get some of those.
The butcher was putting out some fresh cracked crab. Yumm....we chatted about the
otrageous price. I bought 1/4 lb after he gave me a taste. Just couldn't pass that up.
Besides--seafood...it's good for you! I marveled at how I was enjoying talking to
total strangers...something I almost never do.
On to the tortilla rack. Definitely need some more of those whole wheat things. None of
that pasty white flour tortilla stuff that I used to live on. I needed more vitamins and
I continued through the store, throwing healthy stuff into the basket happily and when
I got to the end...you know...that end...with the yummy sandwiches and the killer
brownies?...I wasn't even tempted. Sailed right on through to the checkout stand, loaded
the groceries into my car, gnoshed on my Odwalla bar (yum!...Jeri was right)...and drove
home to put away the groceries.
What a change in my attitude. I was on such an amazing high.
I had my first session at Curves this morning and when it ended 30 minutes later, I
think I finally discovered what all this "endorphin rush" stuff is all about.
The session started with taking body measurements (see below)...OK, that
wasn't the best part (but I wasn't embarrassed because I know where I've come from and I
know where I'm headed). Then the weight (I was right--just about what it was at WW last
week). Apparently they weigh and measure once a month, so it will be interesting to
see how things change.
...And then into the circle.
For those unfamiliar with Curves (which I was a week ago), it consists of, I think, 8
hydraulic machines placed in a circle with walking pads between them. You start at one
place, use the machine for 35 seconds while relentless disco music plays in the
background, then at the end of 35 seconds the recording says "change stations"
and you move to the next place in the circle. You are always either on a machine or
marching in place. Every 8 minutes you move off the machines and check your pulse rate and
compare it with a chart--if it's too fast, you slow down.
You make the circle three times and then do some stretching exercises and then you're
It's easy, easy, easy. I mean--anybody can last 35 seconds at something -- and
this wasn't even difficult. It's fun -- I was laughing with the woman I was exercising
with -- and, as I said earlier, I don't easily talk to strangers. None of the machines was
difficult (though I have had a year of weight machines at the club, so maybe that
helped -- but even if I'd just been starting out, I think it still would have been
relatively effortless), the marching in place was just that -- marching in place -- nobody
was doing difficult aerobics or anything.
When I came to the end, I was amazed that I'd done it. And that I really wanted to do
MORE. Especially the leg press, which is still my favorite weight machine.
This may have opened up a whole new world for me. I have exercised, and I have not only
"done all right," not only "kinda liked it," I actually loved
They recommend exercising at least three times a week (though say you get better
results if you exercise every day). I'm going to go back tomorrow and see how I feel on
day #2 and, since it's right there in the complex where I work, it would be possible for
me to go every weekday, at least, if I decide I want to. The way I feel right now, I'm
ready to go back and do it again right now.
Is it endorphins or is it Odwalla?
I'm lovin' it!