Wednesday, December 02, 2009
First of all – as we don’t have Thanksgiving in the UK I have not been obliged to struggle with all those food temptations. Christmas will be another thing but we haven’t got there yet.
I thought I would dance down this road I started on with such enthusiasm – as it is I am only plodding round the bends and round each new bend is disappointment. The greatest of those is my slo-ow weightloss.
I am able to keep food temptations at bay thanks to the nutrition tracker but exercise is another thing. I have forced myself – with difficulty – into daily cardio and strength. I had not considered how much I love my sofa – but lolling on it is just the best thing. I have made myself get off it and I now do 60-ish minutes on the stationary bike with my laptop and Spark (better than taking the laptop to the sofa). It doesn’t expend much energy as I’m working on the laptop as well – 500ish calories according to the tracker on the bike.
I walk once or twice a day – 30 minutes each time – I don’t know how many calories – it’s enough to make me pant - but only gently.
I get a bonus ‘step’ workout every time I return from walking, shopping or visiting friends because the lift in the mansion block where I live in what used to be the nurseries on the top floor (6 flights) is broken down. Certainly a bonus but with several bags of shopping it’s no fun. Just hope I continue to use the stairs when it’s fixed – I can barely speak when I get to the top – so back to my sofa!!
What it comes to is that my ‘temptation’ is lying around as much as possible.
The only way forward seems to be to energise my whole life somehow and to stop putting exercise in a capsule from which I emerge only to sink back on the sofa where ideally someone peels me grapes and brings small portions of delicious food (LOL! Who would DO that?)
I am away for the next few days – somewhere very beautiful with great countryside to walk in – and a house to finish renovating. Perhaps that will gee me up . . .
Oh - and there's no sofa as such . . . .