Start Slow Liz...

That's what my dad told me last night (and I'm sure it's what my shins were screaming at me) after I tried to go right back into running. Not such a good idea with the extra pounds on my body and being on bedrest for 3 months straight. I had to do a walk/run combo. I think for at least the first month I'll stick to walking or the eliptical at the gym to get my leg muscles strong again. I'm definately gonna hit the weights when I start going back to the gym. I'm actually really excited about going back. One of my favorite feelings is walking out of the gym doors with my face all red and sweaty and feeling the cool air hit me like a ton of bricks. It reminds me of practicing in the wresting room with no windows and the doors closed and it was like 100 degrees in there. We'd practically be begging at the doors at the end of practice to get out. I just hope they have group classes that will fit into my schedule. I'll be posting my weight on Friday. I've already sneaked on the scale once this morning, but I'm going to try to not weigh myself until the end of each week. Well, off to play with Deagan, he's demanding some attention.