Rough Couple Of Mornings

I didn’t get my morning walk in Friday or today, for superficially similar reasons. Friday, it was stress. I tend to eat stress for breakfast, lunch, and dinner when I’m studying for a certification exam (which I’m found by), and that means I don’t sleep well. So on Friday, i slept in all the way to 4 am because I was exhausted. As a result of that exhaustion, I also didn’t hit my walking goal.

This morning I was exhausted as well. But that’s because my stress is getting lower (I did really well on a practice exam). And because of my sinuses. They were draining last JR waterfalls, and it was nearly midnight when I fell asleep. My choice boiled down to either “go walking” or “function the rest of the day”. Since I still have to work do a little bong, I went for the second option.

I’ll just need to get my walking in some other way. And to take the sinus medication earlier, so I can sleep. Sleeping is good.


Let’s Try This Again, Shall We?

Well, I’m feeling better now. Not 100% or anything, mind, but better. Certainly better than I felt when I tried my abortive return to work on Wednesday. Slow and steady does it, right?

Anyway, this week will probably be a net wash for me. I generally ate within my calorie budget, I think. I mean, there’s a bunch of calories in orange juice and grape juice, and I didn’t really track any of that. But I don’t care, not really. My goal was just to get healthy again, not to exercise or lose weight or anything. I figure I probably maintained, and that’s all right.

My tentative plan is to get back to exercising on Monday. That’s a tentative plan, mind, and it depends heavily on how I’m feeling. I don’t want to delay my 5K training or anything, but I’d rather delay it and be healthy than stupidly push myself and relapse.

Crash And Burn, Baby

Well, that was interesting.

I had my blog post all ready to go. I was going to talk about how excited I was to have turned on my alarm last night so I could get up and go walking this morning. And I was going to be excited about having hit my calorie goals yesterday, and about packing breakfast and lunch (sandwich made out of leftover roast beef from dinner last night), meaning I was on track for today as well.

And then the WordPress app crashed.

I’m not angry or anything. The app is solid, and it’s the first problem I’ve had since I started using it. But it sure is frustrating to lose your work like that. Just bam, and it’s gone.

There might be an exercise and weight loss metaphor in there somewhere, too. But I don’t feel like going to the effort to make it.

Anyway, if that’s the worst thing that happens today, it’ll be a great day!

Curse You, Donuts!

I blew right through my calorie budget yesterday. The manager I support at work just got back from vacation, and he brought donuts and bags of chocolate chip cookies for the team. And, well, I ate my fair share.

No, no, this wasn't stress-eating. This was "the donuts ads right there" eating. The kind of eating that you do when you just really love donuts and they taunt you with their existence. Sure, I could have exercised some willpower. But there were sprinkles!

So, yeah. On the up side, I've hit my daily walking goal for seven days running. And if I can just avoid donuts the rest of the week, I might make some progress.

Worse Than Hoped, Better Than Expected

I finally weighed in again this morning, after avoiding doing so for the past couple of weeks.  See, there’s been a combination of family health issues and assorted drama, and I haven’t been hitting my goals very well at all. This sort of thing inevitably leads to me hiding from the scale and then assuming the worst. So I was expecting, oh, I dunno. 320?  325?  Something bad like that.

Which made the actual result of 315.4 something of a relief.

Oh, don’t get me wrong – I’m not happy about it. It’s still a gain, and it’s still the result of not really trying (and yes, I know there were reasons). But it’s kind of nice to find out that it wasn’t as bad as I thought it was.

Well, now it’s time to get back to work. I’ve functionally rendered snacking impossible by packing breakfast nd lunch, and I’m going to be sure to hit my walking goaliday. Possibly by using a treadmill, if the thunder I’m hearing outside is any indication.

I’m Back!

Well, that was an unfortunate hiatus.

For those of you who don’t know, I’ve spent the last ten weeks studying for the second level of the Certified Equity Professional certification.  It’s been a ton of work, and it’s been stressful, and my exercise and diet has completely fallen by the wayside – especially over the past few weeks, when all I was focused on was preparing for the test.  But now, the test is over!  For now, at least, but the point is that I can get my focus back on my health!

The bad thing I have to report is that all of the stress eating caused me to regain some weight.  Not a huge amount, in the grand scheme of things, but now I’m only down 101 pounds from where I started two years ago.  Nevertheless, I refuse to be beaten by that.  Instead, I have a plan – something I alluded to a couple of posts ago, and something I’ve been planning for several weeks now.  Here it is.

First, I’m going to get back on task with my walking.  The goal is still 5.5 miles per day, with a stretch goal of 7 miles per day.  That’s an increase from the old stretch goal of 6 miles per day, mostly because hitting six miles was a little too easy.  If I hit the 5.5 miles, it’s usually at a time of day where I’ll walk another half mile anyway.

Second, I’m getting back on task with my calorie counting.  The “stay within my calorie goal” check box in Habitica has turned blood red and has been glaring at me for weeks, and it’s time to get that back to green.  Also, and more importantly, I really need to eat better anyway.  And when I count my calories I tend to do this very thing.

Third, I’m getting back to my daily workout routine.  For the moment that means five of my Lightning Fitness cards, four times per week.  I’ll do that for two weeks, just to start getting back in the swing of things, and then I’ll figure out the next step.  That’ll probably be some stretches and work with my dumbbells, and some squats and crunches.  Or maybe it’ll be more cards.  I haven’t quite decided yet, but it’ll probably depend on how well the cards are working out for me.

Fourth, in the “I can’t believe I’m saying this category”, I’m going to start building up to doing some running.  I can’t believe it, because I never expected to go down this track.  But a few weeks ago, while playing Zombies Run on a treadmill, I realized that is was hitting a pretty steady 3 mph as a speed that I could keep up for a while.  I mean, I went an hour (to hit my walking goal), and realized I could have probably kept it up for another mile or two.  And that’s when the little voice in my head said “I wonder if I could get up to 4 mph?  For two miles?”  Now I want to do that thing.

Actually, I want to try to get to 6 mph for at least 2 miles.  But I’m going to hit 5, first.  Which will involve about ten weeks, I think.  My plan is to hit the treadmill every night.  The first week, I’ll do two miles at 3 mph.  The next, two miles at 3.2 mph, and so on until I hit 4.  That’ll take me into mid-August, when I’ll see how I’m feeling.

Fifth, back to doing Kung Flow.  Why?  Well, partly because it’s good exercise.  But mostly because I want to be able to do stuff like this:

So, yeah.  I’ve got a plan.  It’s straight-forward, and doesn’t have a whole lot of moving parts, and I’m confident it’ll work.

I’m Feeling Emotional Today…

My son graduated from kindergarten yesterday, which was a really bittersweet thing.  I’m incredibly proud of what he’s done so far – I love being his dad, and watching him learn and grow and achieve things.  But, it’s hard.  I mean, it doesn’t feel like it’s been all that long since he was an infant.  Since he could easily fit in the crook of one arm and I could carry him all day.

Now?  Well, I can still carry him with one arm.  As long as he hangs on, that is.

It hit me hardest, I think, last Friday.  I headed straight home from work to pick him up, parked the car, and started walking.  As I walked, it hit me that this was the last time I’d be walking him home from school.  He starts first grade in the fall, and he’ll be riding the bus then.  Sure, I’ll be meeting him at the bus and walking back with him from there, but… well, I couldn’t shake that last time feeling.  I want him to grow up, and I want to see the man he’ll become someday.  But I want him to be my little boy, for a little longer at least.

Damn.  I am feeling maudlin today.

In other news, my weight loss efforts have been largely sidetracked by this test.  I’ve been stress-eating the last few weeks, and struggling to hit my walking goals.  I’m super glad that it’s over on Saturday, because I’ve got plans for getting back on track then.  For the next few days, though?  I just plan on trying to maintain.  And on enjoying the summer vacation afternoons with my son.