Dem Bones, Dem Bones

Let me show you something.

That, of course, is the foot to which my broken toe is connected. Wearing a real shoe for the first time in a month.

I had my follow-up appointment about my broken toe yesterday, and everything is healing nicely. I don’t have to wear the funky black sandal anymore, and can go back to wearing regular shoes as long as they provide good support for the toes. And it turns out that my running shoes as perfect for that. I was also told that unusual sensations (burning, numbness, even electric tingles) are a common thing for a healing bone, and that I shouldn’t be concerned unless they really hurt.

The best news, of course, is that I can wear real shoes again! And that, by April, I should be fully healed. I’m looking forward to that.

Oh, in unrelated news, how can a 15-pound dumbbell feel so incredibly heavy?


15 Pounds

Some people say a man is made outta mud

A poor man’s made outta muscle and blood

Muscle and blood and skin and bones

A mind that’s a-weak and a back that’s strong

With apologies to Tennessee Ernie Ford, I stepped up my workout by 150% yesterday – all the way to a 15 pound dumbbell in each hand. And, uhm, wow. I didn’t really think the extra five pounds would feel that dramatically different. But I’m still feeling it in my biceps. And in my shoulders and chest, for that matter. Not pain, really. Just a mild soreness that I’ve learned to associate with working out.

I like to think that soreness is a good thing.

Mixed Results

The scale showed me at 336 pounds when I got on it yesterday. It wasn’t what I wanted to see, not by a long shot, but it wasn’t a surprise. I’ve been eating really badly for several weeksmonths now, so gaining weight didn’t really shock me. But it did confuse me.

See, I don’t remember if I mentioned it or not, but I recently bought some new pants in a larger waist size. Not too much larger thankfully, but larger. I’d been down by that thing where you stuff yourself into cloths that are a little snug, because you’re telling yourself that you really will lose the weight but really you’re just punishing yourself. That thing. Well, while I was doing it, I was also having to let my belt out.

Yesterday, the same day I discovered I’d gained weight again, I also realized that I was tightening my belt down to keep my pants from dropping. Comfortably tightening my belt.

That pretty well sums it up. Maybe all of the crunches and leg lifts are paying off? I… don’t know. And I don’t know quite how to react. ‘M annoyed that I gained weight and happy that my pants are getting loose and…

Yeah. Thank you, Mr. Confused Emoji.

Anyway, I think the take-away here is that I need to a) keep up the exercises and b) eat better. That seems like the best possible plan, doesn’t it?


I didn’t really think I was going to stay within my calorie budget yesterday. I made some fairly poor choices about what I ate during the day, so it really looked grim by dinner time. I only had about 500 calories left in my budget by that point.

Folks, I forgot about the power of cookie by your own meals. Two homemade chili dogs later (well, the chili was homemade anyway), my tally for the day was 2,495 calories out of a daily budget of 2,500.

It wasn’t planning, I promise you that. It was luck. But I’ll take it.

Mixed Feelings About The Day Off

As I’ve said previously, my current exercise schedule is Monday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday. Everything I read about using weights, even light weights, says I need to take a day off every 1-2 days (although the one-on one-off program seems to be for intensive weight training). So, because I don’t want to add strained muscles to my woes, today is a day off.

It feels weird. I mean, I know I’m not slacking. But I also know that my walking program (when I could do it) called for me to hit 5.5 miles a day five days a week. So, right now, part of me feels like a slacker. I’m not letting it get to me, mind. But it feels really strange.

Also, do you want a few tips on exercising leg muscles you don’t normally use? Try limping. My goodness, but my legs ache from the unusual walking pattern. I don’t know if it actually is dervish, but I’d hate to think I’ve got all these aches for nothing.

A Serious Need For Patience

I’ve been on my dumbbell workout routine for six whole days now! Why aren’t I ripped?

All right, so I exaggerate. But it is hard to beat unrealistic expectations. Feeling the workout get slightly easier doesn’t feel like enough, some days. Nor does feeling the bare beginnings of a bicep. I grew up in the Eighties, damnit! I want this whole fitness thing solved with a training montage overlaid with a power ballad! Is that so much to ask?

Sadly, yes. It is. Real life doesn’t have training montages, unless you count your memories of all the hard work. Fortunately, I do enjoy exercising. It feels good, working out with those (small) weights and doing the crunches and leg lifts. Even the little tyke soreness in some of my muscles feels good – although I will confess that I’m looking foreword to the day that said soreness is the result of using heavier weights.

So, clearly, I’m getting back on track with exercising. Now I just need to do the same with my calorie budget…

Two Days On, One Day Off

Everything I read about using weights days I should be taking a break between workouts, as a way to let my muscles recover. However, with my 10 lb weights, I concluded that the recommendation to exercise one day and take the next off was a little… questionable. So, my plan is exercise Monday and Tuesday, take Wednesday off, and exercise Thursday and Friday.

Perfect? I don’t know. But by the time I’m trying to do significantly more weight my foot will probably (hopefully) be healed, so I’ll be changing up the exercise program again anyway. And it doesn’t have to be perfect anyway. It just had to be good enough, and be more than I’ve Ben doing. A reasonable exercise program right now is, after all, superior to the perfect program never.

I still can’t wait to get back to walking, though.