After work yesterday, I was extremely tired. I felt pretty tired all week actually. I was also struggling with discomfort from my present condition and I was just thinking, you know, it wouldn't be the worst thing in the world if I missed a workout today. I laid down briefly to rest.
Somehow, the better angels intervened and I pulled myself out of bed, put on the workout clothes and headed to the gym. As it turned out, once I got going, I put in perhaps my best, most rigorous ride of this program. As I completed it, I felt very satisfied. I worked hard on hydration all night and as a result, I felt pretty good after it all. In the end, I was quite glad that I was able to get myself off my butt and get it done.
I will admit to being less than excited about the diet portion of this plan right now. I've lost 45 pounds, yes, but there's still a long way to go. It certainly feels like the dog days. I'd like to be able to transition to a less strict diet. I'd like to move to a different workout routine. I feel a little trapped in all of this. Yes, there's been great progress, but still, there's so much left to do. As I think about it, I am reminded of some of the development projects I worked on. After a couple of years on the same project, I wanted to move on, but this thing that I had poured my heart and soul into for the past two years isn't done. And I knew then that the hard part remained. Here I am now. The time frame is shorter, to be sure, but I also know the hard part remains. Perhaps it's just the not feeling well that has me in sort of the doldrums. I don't know.
I drove up to the Fatherland this morning for the first of eight days here. It will be a daunting trip. I need to keep my head down and work, just like I need to do on the weight loss portion of this journey.
Day 92
Weight: 239.1
Total Loss: 45.4
BMI: 29.49
Seen on a popular website: "Losing Weight Won't Fill the Emptiness Inside. Only Cake Can Do That."
the article wasn't nearly as funny, so I won't link.
I went running with my running group tonight. The first run I did with them was on the 3rd of this month. This would have been my 4th run with them, but I skipped last week because I was in no mood thanks to bad news on the job front. But this week, I got off my butt and went running. My first run three weeks ago took 48:00, the week after that 42:00. Today took 38:00. I haven't been doing much extra running outside the group, just whatever jog-sprint-jog-stand around-repeat goes on at rugby practice. I'd love to get to 32:00 (8 minute miles) before the winter gets too bad.
My free gym trial runs out on Saturday, so I might do more running. I'd hate to lose this muscle I've built (mc says she can definitely tell my shoulders and back are broader), but I definitely cannot afford a gym membership right now. Hopefully a job comes up soon and I can sign up (or the company has a gym there). It's annoying how my fitness is tied to my lack of a job, but I can always do pushups, situps, and the like that require no equipment.
I drove up to the Fatherland this morning for the first of eight days here. It will be a daunting trip. I need to keep my head down and work, just like I need to do on the weight loss portion of this journey.
Suck it up and do it, pally.