Go me!

I got a promotion today! Woo hoo! It wasn't entirely unexpected, but it was still nice to get the official word. My new title is "Specialist Engineer". I am no longer a measly "Senior Engineer". Oooh, ahhh. It sounds like I might actually know what I'm doing...

I had my first appointment with the personal trainer at the Y yesterday afternoon. It went well. She was really nice. We went through the medical history stuff, the diet stuff, the goals stuff, and then we worked out a schedule for the next three weeks. After all that, she watched me work on three of the different cardio machines to make sure my form was correct before letting me go for the night. I did 5 minutes on the Arc, 20 on the treadmill, and then 5 on the elliptical. Apparently I don't completely suck at any of them, so I've been cleared to do them on my own until I see her again. I'm supposed to be at the Y three times a week, one to do 20 minutes on the Arc, one to do 40 minutes on the treadmill, and one to do 30 minutes on the elliptical. I'm also supposed to use my rowing machine at home for one day a week. That all seems pretty doable because that's pretty much what I was planning on doing on my own before seeing the trainer. If I manage to do all of the above for the next three weeks, we'll add in weights next time.

Jeff meets with his trainer tomorrow after work, so we'll see what he gets told to do and we'll have goals to meet together.

It turns out that my illness is not really due to the germy kids at the gym, so no excuses for not going any more there. It's just really bad allergies. It's knocked a couple of people in my office out this week, so I don't feel like a total wuss for missing work for it last week. Of course, this also makes me question why I bother to take nearly $200 of prescription allergy medication each month to deal with them... I just keep telling myself that they'd be even worse if I didn't take it.