A Stretchy Home Stretch
Saturday, January 26, 2013
Hi SP gang! Hope you're well and moving and warm! Cold enough for ya?
Since I last checked in, rest assured that my silence in these parts didn't mean I wasn't active and keeping at it. In fact, I'm pleased to report that even accounting for the poundage gained from the holidays and from being sick with flu - I've lost over 40 pounds total since last February!
It's a great feeling, and although this progress (and efforts) happened over fits and starts during the past year, the feeling of accomplishment is settling in. It didn't dawn on me until I was fitting into old dress shirts and pants long relegated to the back of my closet, that I've been meeting my goals - as intentionally vague as I've kept them.
You see, although this might sound strange and counter-intuitive, the past year I've been exercising with no specific number goal in mind, or plan in hand. I figured that the less I actively try to stick to a plan (or "the less I think about it"), the less I'd set myself up for failure and disappointment. During the week, I pretty much would just tell myself, "Just work out, just do it, just work out ... " - to the point where 4 to 5 times a week, I've been able to schedule at least a run and a stretch during the day.
Anyway, between fitting into my more form-fitting clothes, having more energy, and feeling less winded doing routine activities, I feel like I'm reaching the top of the mountain. And although this home stretch toward the top is feeling particularly long and stretched out, I feel like I'm finally enjoying the fruits of my labors. I don't quite know what will happen when I get to 150, but since I'm already starting to entertain the question of maintenance, I think mentally I'm also getting to where I want to be.
Side note: I took an aerobics workout class offered at my work last evening, for the very first time. Having never taken such a high-intensity class before, I was walloped! My co-worker buddy (another first-timer) and I were dreading the class beforehand, we felt pushed toward (and past) our limit during the class, and then afterwards high-fived each other and wished each other well with the expected soreness (which has arrived right on cue). I will probably do this again. :-)