Tuesday, January 31, 2012
After getting down below the 195 mark, I set the end of February as a finish line for the next 5 pounds, and for a while I was doing well towards that goal. But then I ran into the rollercoaster of last week, and now I haven't a clue whether that's going to happen. But I suppose I could help myself towards that by setting another goal or two, and so I'm declaring the month of February the month where I hit the 10/day fitness minute mark. Not thinking of that as an average, since averaging 10 a day for a month is essentially 4 trips to the gym, once a week, which doesn't seem like it should be too difficult to hit, but something I haven't yet managed. But instead, a straight up every day goal of doing something for ten minutes that I won't feel guilty logging as real exercise.
Not entirely sure I'll succeed, but I have to start somewhere, eh?
I'm not entirely sad to see January go by the wayside. It's been a rough month, what with today bringing the second bout of being sick this month, just a miserable day of being in bodily pain. Hopefully February doesn't start out the same way. As much as I enjoyed sleeping in until 2 PM (ummm, not at all), I'd rather not repeat that tomorrow.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Ok, granted, I did eat piggishly this weekend, a few beers to go with heavy metal on Friday night, a bit of fast food on Saturday, a buffet breakfast with a good friend this morning, but once again, I'm amused at what the scale revealed a minute ago. Just yesterday morning, I grinned (while not taking very seriously) the 188.6 I saw on the scale first thing in the morning. And now, I frown, with a furrowed brow (while still not taking it seriously) the 195.0 showing up on the digital beast. Can't for the life of me translate what I've devoured in the past two days to 6.5 pounds. I've seen the concept of a "salt baby" bandied about on various blogs on spark people, and I think I might just chalk it up to that phenomenon. And expect the beast to cough up a 192.6 in the morning. Right where I'd expect the weight to be had I not been riding the yo-yo coaster over the past week.
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Story of my weight issues, I suppose, that going to the gym isn't something that I look forward to, but instead need to plan out, think ahead, and oftentimes, even with those plans in place, force myself to do when that time comes.
I suppose today, I have an excuse, in that around the time where I figured I'd be going to the gym, I was instead napping, if a three hour snooze can be termed such. Not sure why that was the case, just hoping this exhaustion isn't a prelude to getting sick. At least part of it was the fact that I wasn't able sleep past 8:30 this morning, even though I'd intended to sleep in extensively. So the couple hours of sleep I didn't get then manifested itself in mid-afternoon, screwing up the rest of the day's plans/thoughts. Still didn't mean that the gym was the thing that had to be sacrificed. I mean, I did log in to work and get some stuff done - I could have just not done that and gone to the gym, and probably been happier as a result (but I probably would have regretted that on Monday :) .
This past week was very strange, weight wise. Started, as previously mentioned, with a sighting of a 190.something weight on the digital scale, a vision not seen since early 2010, but by midweek, having only eaten out once (granted, that was beer and burger) I hit a morning (lightest part of the day for me) weight of 194.8, which translates to ~197ish at the heaviest part of the day. I had a highly social week, meaning multiple outings, including a restaurant splurge (it's restaurant week in madison, when fancy joints throw together a few options for a reasonable price), so I didn't think the week would end well. But instead, this morning's light weight was 188.6.
Frankly, I'm a little weirded out by that, the fact that the scale went up without provocation, and is fading back down without any particular effort. I mean, I did play basketball Thursday night, that was a decent chunk of exercise. But...
The only wild card, really, was the introduction of a low carb protein drink into the mix. Not something I would have gone out and bought myself, but I mess around on one of those penny auction sites on occasion, and managed to score this product. Contrary to expectations, it tastes decent, so I'm having a glass of what might as well be chocolate milk every day. I'm not saying that's the cause of anything, but that's the only thing I can think of as different between this week and prior week. As a supposed fat burn/weight loss aid, that doesn't explain the rise in weight. But I'll be keeping it in mind as I go forward, curious if that crap actually works as it's advertised, and is worth anything more than a tasty enough treat.
And no, as a once (and future?) wanna be scientist, I'm not jumping to any kind of conclusion here, just pointing out a variable :)
Sunday, January 22, 2012
So, the other day, Giantmicrobe (imagine I know how to make links and this is a link to her page) made a blog about beating the ice to enable a workout, and I commented about how I was thinking of doing something ice related myself. Having said so publicly, I decided to go ahead and do it. It being venturing out in 35 degree temps, and playing ultimate frisbee outdoors. For two hours. On a lake.
Lake Monona, to be exact, one of Madison's beautiful bodies of water, now frozen over, and, I guess, just another city park!
Running on ice does have its drawback, like the occasional wipeout, so I'll be using yet more ice to try and soothe a couple of spots, like where I fell and landed on where my keys were in my pocket. But otherwise, that was a really fun time.
Monday, January 16, 2012
Worse, actually, when stuff doesn't work, and you're not able to work, which means the next three days will be worse off. But whatchugonnadoo? Apparently, my answer was go to the gym and go to a game night, always scheduled, but one I haven't made it to in a bit. And I'm glad I did, as I got to find out the hosts are getting married. Kind of a logical conclusion to their relationship, but I hadn't heard the news, and so I got to be glad for them. Happy friends equals a happy Partha.
Had a good dose of that on Friday night, too. Even though the work deadline pressures were there all day, I had a potential outlet getting me through the day, the thought that I might wander across Madison to a food pantry that I volunteer at occasionally. I don't make it out there nearly often enough, and frankly, I never feel like I do all that much when I'm there, but it does feel good. Honestly, it's one of my favorite places in Madison, and I'm rather fond of Andy and Jenny Czerkas, the founders of the pantry. Andy was recently honored by AARP Magazine, as a Hunger Hero, from a national competition, as per
Midday Friday, I was wavering a bit on whether to go, wondering if I wouldn't be better off just working into the evening, when a friend at work, a person who I was previously aware of as being interested in volunteer work, and someone I'd previously mentioned the pantry to, asked if I was going out there that evening. So I did, taking her along. And at the end of the session there, I was glad I'd gone, as is usually the case. But I was much happier for my friend's reaction, because she'd really enjoyed going out there, and interacting with the people there. She speaks Spanish, and that came in handy with some of the pantry's customers (as well as ingratiating her to the other folks distributing the meat/eggs/dairy that evening).
Seeing my friend so excited about the experience, asking when we can go back out there, yeah, that made me happy. Definitely provided impetus to help me get through what otherwise would have been a blah weekend at work.
Funny thing...I'd decided not to eat the meal provided at the pantry, as I had a bunch of things left over from the multiple (!) things I cooked (!) last week. On the way back, we passed through the campus area, and stopped for a drink at one of my other favorite places in Madison, the Library Bar. By the time I got home, leftovers didn't seem all that appetizing, and I ended up just eating pudding and drinking Gatorade.
I suppose beer and pudding and gatorade doesn't a healthy, nor nutritious dinner make, but the scale Saturday morning showed a number I hadn't seen since (probably) February 2010, so... :)
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