Stick is on the road and I am up to my ears in work, so I’m knocking this out over lunch. On the menu today is leftovers from last night’s dinner. Mrs. Twayn continues to scour the series of tubes to come up with low-sodium and low-fat recipes that appeal to the tastebuds as much as they do to the waistline and coronary arteries. Last night that meant a pretty tasty rolled meatloaf made with ground turkey, spinach, and gorgonzola cheese, topped with a light glaze that had some brown sugar and chopped tomato in it. If anyone wants the recipe I can get it from the wife and post it for you. The meal also included a romaine salad with a fresh vinaigrette dressing, a baked Yukon gold potato served with a drizzle of olive oil and fresh cracked pepper, fresh garden tomato wedges, and an orange for desert. A year ago I would have turned up my nose at an offering like this and headed for the nearest Wendy’s drive-through lane. But I’ve become a lot more open to trying healthier dishes that I was before that thing that happened a while back that I vaguely remember that could have killed me or something.
Exercise has been a different story lately. As I mentioned yesterday, my workload is crazy right now and with fall settling in there is literally not enough daylight for me to get home and get in a bike ride before it gets dark. But after a week of no at-home workouts, I’m determined to get in at least 30-40 minutes on the bike (if I get home early enough) or on the upright rower this evening. I have to remember that this is a marathon, not a sprint, and if I fall off the horse for a few days I have to dust myself off and get back in the saddle as soon as possible. Maintaining a fitness routine is largely about inertia — bodies in motion and bodies at rest and their propensity to continue moving or not. And maintenance is a good way of looking at it, really. Doctors are great mechanics, they can replace valves and open up plugged fuel lines and such, but I’m the guy who has to keep the air intakes clean and use good oils and put the right kind of gas in the tank. Because let’s face it, going to the mechanic for repairs really kind of sucks, and it is anything but cheap.
I’ve started looking for a good used treadmill and maybe a stationary bike and some light weights to get me through the winter. A health club membership for Mrs. Twayn and I would be great, but that’s just not in the budget for the foreseeable future. So we’re going to make do with what we have, the aforementioned upright rower and a Nordic Trak that I’m too uncoordinated to use, and augment it with some used equipment off of craigslist. Before my cardiac rehab sessions run out at the end of November, we plan to have our basement set up as a mini-fitness center of our own. My weight has settled in at a fairly steady 192-195 lbs (based on measurements from the past three weeks), and at six feet tall I’m comfortable with that for now. But I do want to add more muscle, continue to ramp up the endurance, and basically get back into decent shape for the long haul. It’s really pretty awesome to be able to push myself physically without feeling any pain or pressure in my chest.