There’s something about breaking that threshold of double-digit weight loss that is just really awesome. I’m still pumped about having lost my first 10 (11!).
I spoke a bit yesterday about motivating myself - especially with respect to activity. To keep myself on track exercise-wise I made a Wednesday to Wednesday calendar (Wednesdays being my meeting days) with activities I plan to do. It has boxes with activities I intend to do that I can check off upon completion. It’s not totally filled in as I might have gym buddies on one or two of the days, so I left those blank for now. I included my walk to/from work every day on there so I have something to check off 5 days out of 7. When I do something I hadn’t planned to - like going for a walk yesterday at lunch or taking the stairs - I put a little plus sign and jot down the activity. So, yesterday I checked off the box with “Run” written beside it (and the walk to/from work box) and jotted down a + taking the stairs (@ work) and a + 20 min walk under “Wednesday”. I guess I could toss this in my Quick Trak Guide thing but I kind of like having it up where I can consult it. I should probably add a column or something to keep track of points boosted. And get some markers. Or crayons!
One of the reasons I joined Goodlife (my gym) was to attend their exercise classes but I haven’t really bothered about any outside of Bodyflow (a yoga/Pilates class) so I am finally going to their BodyPump (aerobic/weight lifting) class Saturday. It is hard and I know I am going to be embarrassingly bad at it (which is why I haven’t gone) but it’s on the calendar so now I have to go.
My gym buddy totally cancelled on me last night so I went by myself and ran 8 km. Technically I ran 7 and walked 1 but whatever it is the farthest I have run ever in the whole of my existence. I might even try training up for a 10 km. The whole reclaiming my morning time thing totally did not happen today - quite the opposite actually, I slept in. My less crappy more reliable gym buddy decided we are going after work today, so I will attempt my reclamation tomorrow morning. This also means that by tonight I will I have already broken my resolution to go to the gym during off times. I suck at resolutions. As such, I am definitely not resolving to train for a 10 km run because then I will forsure not do it.
So I run to save this ball that is going way out-of-bounds. I stop, arch my back so my back-bump won’t hit the ceiling, make a glorious pass - and then fall hard onto my ass. This (of course) was followed by considerable difficulty getting back up, and complete disorientation and inability to be remotely useful when I made my way back to my position at the net.
