Well, That Could Have Been Worse…

Pop quiz time! Guess what the most important part of getting up to go walking at 3 am is. Is it:

A. Comfortable shoes?

B. A well-lit trail?

C. Laying everything out so you can find it in the morning?

D. Setting your alarm?

Any guesses? Any?

Time’s up. The correct answer is “D. Setting your alarm“. Which I managed to forget to do this morning. Fortunately, I’m so used to waking up around 3 am that I naturally woke up about 3:30. So, while I didn’t get my morning walk in, I did manage to get ready and even set up the crock pot for tonight (roast beef with potatoes and carrots – yum!).

Sadly, this will make hitting my walking goal harder, because evenings are usually a busy time for me. I’ll just have to see how things pan out.

Stop Me If You’ve Heard This Before

I am tired. No, not because I get up at 3 am and go for a mile and a half walk before work. Well, I suppose that might have something to do with it, but it's not the primary reason.

No, the reason I 'm tired is tied into one of the strategies I'm using to work on hitting my calorie goals this week (which I did yesterday, thank you): I'm not carrying any cash for a while. Which, combined with the fact that I don't like coffee, means it's been about 36 hours since I've topped off the caffeine levels in my bloodstream.

So, like I said, tired. Although I slept really well last night. Funny how that works, isn't it?

Not A Good Start To The Day

Here. Let me show you something.

That's what I saw when I woke up a 3 this morning. 78 degrees, with humidity like a wet blanket spread out over my condo complex. Faced with that, I simply couldn't work up the enthusiasm to go for a two mile walk. Heck, I couldn't find the enthusiasm to walk as far as the treadmill.

I am not particularly inspirational today. Just hot and sticky.

Treadmills? Bah.

Man, treadmills are boring.

So yesterday, I found myself with half a mile to go for my walking goal.  Not a big deal, right?  I mean, the weather had been beautiful all day, so I figured I’d just grab the dog and any family members who wanted to go with me and I’d knock out that last short distance.  Except that, as I was making those plans, a storm started to roll in.  And while I don’t mind the rain, I don’t want to be out and strolling about in heavy rain and lightning (and, as it turned out, hail).  So, I went and hit the treadmill.

I got my mileage in, too.  5.36 miles in total for the day.  But wow, that last half mile was tedious.  I like actually moving, and seeing things change, and that just doesn’t happen on a treadmill.  Even with my headphones and my podcasts, it was slow and boring.

Needless to say, I’m still going to keep the treadmill in mind as an option.  It’s jut going to have to be an option of last resort.

Some things just don’t make sense

All right, here’s the situation.  I’m recovering nicely, but I’m not 100% better.  I’ve still got a few days on my prescriptions, and the doctor said to take it easy until they’re done.  And since I’m a big believer in paying attention to expert advice – particularly when I’ve paid for it – I’m trying to do just that.  But I really want to get back to exercising.  Because I feel better.  And even though I know I shouldn’t, because that way lies relapses and misery, it’s annoying me.

Go figure, right?

It’s especially tough because, although today’s going to be chilly, the forecast is for gorgeous weather through into next week.  Low 60s (isn’t this still February?) and sunny.  So even though I want to get out now, I’m using that to keep myself under control.  Because I really don’t want to be stuck inside in the weather that’s being promised.

*Inarticulate Sound of Rage*

I’m trying to remind myself that, for various reasons, I only hit my calorie goals three out of six days last week.  And that, for various reasons, I only managed to get in three days of exercise, and only hit my walking goals once.  Because I know that hitting those goals is essential to losing weight.  But it is frustrating to see no progress yet again.

All right.  Pity party over.  Let’s look at the good things.



I didn’t gain a whole lot.  Once again, I’m maintaining.

You know what?  It’s not making me feel any better.  So I’ll stop now, and try to be in a better mood tomorrow.

Stumbling Out Of The Gate

…or, maybe, I’ll start hitting my goals beginning today.

As you may have guessed from the title, and from that last sentence, yesterday was not a particularly productive day.  Little things snowballed, and snowballed, and snowballed.  For various reasons, some good and some not so good, I didn’t get a chance to do any walking at work.  Specifically, I missed walking on my first break thanks to some project work I was doing.  From there, it was really easy to justify not walking further by saying “well, I’m not hitting goal anyway…”

And yes, I know that’s a terrible excuse.  But, well, it’s what I did.  Then I didn’t do my exercises because I had to go pick up groceries.  And because there were some things my son needed help with.  And I made the mistake of snacking outside of my regular meals, so I didn’t hit my calorie goals.  All in all, not a productive day.

What did I learn from this?  First of all, don’t give up on your goals for the day because you missed one part of them.  Second, plan better.  Third, don’t go snacking hard.  Especially on high-calorie junk (duh, right?).  And fourth, don’t beat yourself up.  Just keep trying.

I think lesson four is the hardest to accept, oddly enough.