Back to the Y today, for a full post-illness workout. Just about back up to my just-before Xmas weights. No dizzy spells, no feeling like vomiting. Just hard work and heavy weights.
I got a total ego boost on the circuit today. I was being followed down the circuit by two teenage boys, probably 13- or 14 years old. After I worked my way down through the leg machines to the incline press, I set it for my weight, and gutted out my set of 12. As I finished, I looked over and one of the boys was standing there looking at me. He asked, "How much weight was that?" "180lb." He said, "Holy Crap, man, you're hardcore." I explained how I'd worked up to this over the past 4 months, and that I'd started doing about 50lb. "Just keep working at it, you'll improve too."
I gotta admit, that felt kinda good. :)
Time for protein shake! Om Nom Nom!