amysuds’s BodyBlog

Well I have had asthma for years and really haven’t had any major problems. When I was doing cardio regularly (1 hour every day) , I can’t remember using my inhaler much. Now with my focus on weight training, the cardio has kinda fallen wayside for the time being. So I have an asmtha action plan with a flow meter I use to check my breathing. The past few weeks I have been extremely tired and I wondered if maybe outdoor allergies were triggering something? Also, it’s a huge clue when I am yawning in the middle of a heart pumping leg workout. So tonight I checked it and yup…it’s 350. My best peak flow is 490 and emergency is when it falls below 245. I guess I need to go to the doc tomorrow! I need to get this under control before cold/flu season starts. I have had some very difficult times during the winter in previous years….and I am not a big fan of bronchitis. Good thing I still have my inhalers……..

I had originally hoped to be going to the Olympia this year…and that is not happening    So, instead I will be going to Kentucky on Nov 8 to watch my first pro show. I am so looking forward to it!

Since I joined this site in February this year…I have been hooked . No matter how hard I try to stay away, I end up logging on. Part of my recovery plan as an alcoholic is based tremendously on avoiding depression. My love of fitness and thirst for knowledge has kept it at bay now. In December this year, I will be 2 years sober.

Last week, I visited California for the first time. As I drove through San Diego with my husband, I was not taking in the beautiful scenery. I was amazed and impressed with the number of people out walking and running. Watching the sweat pour off these folks opened my eyes to something missing in my life here in Illinois ( I am originally from MA). I felt the heartbeat of fitness there. It made me smile more than the beautiful palms on the streets. I love my home here, I am blessed with a community known for it’s wonderful schools etc. My children will always come first. But, as I drive through town here…the main gym (you know, the hard core sweatshop, we all know where one is)…anyways, this gym is closed. Five minutes in the other direction, a personal training center is closed also. There is a different perspective here about life and happiness. I am sure I am broadbrushing everyone, there are people like me here I am sure…I just haven’t met more than one. She was the owner of an all woman’s gym that I joined as I started to pursue my love. That gym also closed. She helped me obtain my NASM personal training cert.

So back to the point..there is a heartbeat here that I NEED to keep going. I can’t find anything even remotely close except for the hundreds of fitness mags in my house. But those are not alive . I have learned more here in 7 months than all the mags combined. The people here keep my fire burning, and I can’t thank all of you enough for helping me. I had to write about this …my husband understands the most. He supports all the time I put in here and knows it helps distract my tendency to isolate myself. Gosh I love this place!!