Saturday, November 03, 2012
I had a reality check yesterday.
For months now, I have been coasting. No food tracking. Way less water drinking. Giving myself more "freedom" with food choices because I have been running more miles weekly. Lurking on Spark with an occasional status update or "I like this" button click.
I stepped on a scale yesterday for the first time since June. I've gained 6-7 lbs. Yes, I know it is not completely terrible but it is heading in the wrong direction. I guess I haven't been at a plateau for the past year as I've thought. I am heading back up if I continue this way. My pants have been fitting differently. Not tight but different. So the weight gain explains it. I knew this but denial likes to step in and throw her arm around my shoulders for a friendly hug while telling me I am doing a great job.
Anyway, I joined a new gym. My old gym had a total of 9 treadmills--4 of which were ancient and rickety. Those made a lot of noise when a 175 lb women ran on them. But worst of all was the 20 minute time limit. The machines were actually set at 20 minutes with a 2 minute cool down. If there was a waiting list (which 85% of the time there was) you had to get off and put your name back on the list. Very annoying. All summer I have had no need for a gym because I prefer to run outside. But the weather has taken a nasty turn and because I have asthma, cold weather running is difficult. Rain and wind doesn't help.
So I have been looking for a gym to just basically run at when the weather is cold and nasty. I found one that is very reasonable. I went in to sign up knowing that I would get the sales pitch for the extra classes or personal training or nutrition guidance--none of which I can afford. So as I was filling out my questionnaire, I left most of it blank. When the trainer (aka as salesperson) came over to look it over with me he exclaimed "but you have no goals!"
He is right. I don't. Don't get me wrong. He figured out pretty quickly that he couldn't sell me anything and let me just sign up and go on my merry way so I was happy with that. But I have been thinking about it ever since. I don't have any goals. And because I don't have any goals, I just do whatever thinking that it is enough. Obviously that hasn't been working.
So here are my goals until the end of the year:
Track food again.
Get back into drinking the water and stop taking sips of my husband's soda. All those "sips" add up.
Continue my exercise intensity--this area is not a problem presently. Add some more ST.
Lose 15 lbs (the 6-7 lbs I've gained plus a little more)
Now it's out there for all to see.