I… Did Not See That Coming

Yesterday I tried to really commit myself to getting back on track. I made sure to get up and go walking on all my breaks, I made sure to track all my calories, and I fully intended to begin (but did not actually start) my exercise program. Sadly, due to some last minute changes in plans, I ended up taking my son to IHOP for dinner.

Don’t get me wrong, here. I enjoyed taking him out, and he enjoyed having a “dad and son” pancake dinner. He chartered away, and told me about his day and a bunch of eight-year-old jokes, and generally proclaimed me the “best dad ever”. I had a great time.

I also assumed I blew through my calorie budget. Because, you know, I ad a Belgian waffle platter. So, imagine my shock when I finally ran the numbers just now and came in 100 calories under budget.

I did not see that coming. But, I succeeded!


Cold, Wet, and… Sunny?

Last week was a weird, weird week. The whole week was cold, with a dusting of snow that turned into rain, and then warming up into the low 60s by the end of the week. It was not, sadly, the sort of weather that made me feel gung-ho about hitting my walking goals. Or about any other goals, really. Mostly, I stayed inside and wrapped myself in a blanket. Except for my martial arts lessons, that is.

It wasn’t a wildly successful week for me, is what I’m saying.

At this point, I’d love to say I have a plan. But, really, it isn’t a plan that I need. It’s motivation. I feel likeI’ve lost my way, here. So, I’m going to try and get back to basics: walking, martial arts practice, some sit-ups and push-pa, and tracking my calorie budget. But more importantly, I’m going to try and get back to why I’m trying to do this. I need to get back in touch with my motivations for having started this exercise and weight loss project, or I’m never going to succeed.

Hopefully, I’ll have a few thoughts to share with you (and myself) over the next few days.

I’m (Not} Batman

Here I am on the treadmill, working on hitting my walking goal:

You can’t see it, because it’s black on black, but that’s a t-shirt with the Batman logo. And I am not ready to step into the suit and cowl of the Caped Crusader. Not when one mile on a treadmill at 3 mph leaves me dripping sweat like I got hit with a heavy rain.

But, hey. You gotta start somewhere. Right?

I also decided to change up my exercise plan. Rather than the Foundation Light regime I described in my last post, I’m going simpler. Wall pushups, sit-ups, planking, and two of my Lightning Fitness cards. I started with 1 set of 10 reps each (or 30 seconds for the planking), with a 1 rep/3 second increase each week. Then, once a month, I reset but add one set. So far, so good.

But enough writing for now. I’ve still got (to paraphrase Robert Frost) Mike’s to go before I sleep. Writing this was a rest break before more walking.

To work!

That Was A Lot Of Walking

Most days, I try to get some of my walking goal done at work. I park inconveniently far from the door, and go walking on breaks. As a result, I’ll usually be at between 3.5 and 4 miles by the time I get home.

Yesterday, I was at 2.75 miles. And I was trying really hard to convince myself that I should just sit in front of the television and play video games and not bother. I’d missed my walking goal on Tuesday and Wednesday, after all. What difference did one more day make?

Instead, I got myself up and drove to a park – the same one I mentioned yesterday, in fact. It did not rain on me, and I knocked out two solid miles without sitting down. My legs were tired but, between that and the incidental walking around my house, I hit goal.

Yay me! Right?

Today, though? I think I’ll try to get some walking in on each break. It doesn’t feel quite so hard, distributed throughout the day.

Breaking The Day Three Barrier

It’s Wednesday, and Wednesday means danger.

All right, yes. That’s pretty wildly melodramatic. But I’ve been doing quite well since n my goals for the past couple of days (staying within my calorie budget, hitting my walking goals, and so forth), and I happen to know that the last few months it’s always day three of getting back on track that causes me problems. That’s the day when I blow out my calorie goals, or don’t walk, or do something else that ends with me looking back on Friday and wondering just what went wrong.

I don’t plan to do that this time. (Technically I never plan to do this, but you know what I mean.). Instead, I took some steps to prevent it from happening. For instance, I packed my lunch last night so I wouldn’t have any excuses, and I prepped dinner as well. The raw materials just have to go in the crock pot, and I’ll be having pulled pork for dinner! And possibly pork tacos for lunch tomorrow, because 3.5 pounds of pulled pork goes a long way…

The point here, though, is a simple one. The single biggest reason I failed on day three in the past was a lack of, well, not if planning. Of following through. I had the plan, but I didn’t do the plan. And it’s a lot harder to stick to a calorie budget when you’re eating out of a drive through, and then it’s a whole lot harder to stay motivated on exercising when you blow through your calorie budget. Especially early on, when you’re just getting (re)started.

Here’s to breaking the day three barrier!


So, naturally, I forgot about the ice cream social at work today. Oh well.

Trying To Get Sone Traction

I have not been anywhere as successful in my efforts to meet my diet and exercise goals as I would like, and I blame Thursdays for this.

Well, all right. Not really. But it always seems to be Thursday when my resolve crumbles. I’m not sure why, exactly. But there is something about that day if the week that causes me to chuck it all in and overeat, or fail to exercise, or both. And then it always seems like it ends up being Monday (or, in this case, Tuesday) when I try to get back on it again. Pretty much like clockwork.

Clearly, the solution is more of the same. Right?

I joke, but I still can’t see a problem with my strategy: eat within a calorie budget, and exercise more. It’s just the execution that is a problem. That and the doughnuts, that is. There’s three bags of them sitting just to my right here at work as I write this. Check it out:

Fortunately, they aren’t really good doughnuts.

I guess the solution is to remove as much temptation as I can. Pack my meals, try not to have cash in me, that sort of thing. Stop making excuses, and start planning. I mean, I know I can do this. I just need to actually do it.

Small Victories Are Still Victories

Well, I’m two days into hitting all of my goals now – walking, stretching, staying within my calorie budget, all of it. And I feel pretty good.

It was a bit of a struggle last night, though. I’d had to run to the grocery store to pick up a few things. I don’t know if you’ve noticed, but grocery stores are full of food. Including chocolate, which I dearly love. Chocolate I walked past twice, thanks to nearly forgetting something and having to double back for it.

In the end, I didn’t buy any. As a result, I stayed within my calorie budget. I’ll call that a victory, thank you.