I did not mean to disparage the Treehouse. I am just sick of getting so winded every (rare) time I attempt it, usually only when friends with ball-o-energy kids are with me in the park. But it's become a goal of mine to conquer it, my Rocky steps.
In the meantime, I'm starting smaller and having a lot of fun. Two weeks ago, I went to the park a little after opening before it got too crowded and started walking from the Mickey & Friends parking structure and didn't stop for 90 minutes, with the exception of the turnstile and brief drinking fountain visits.
Though I know I walk miles and miles on big park days, this was my first time trying not to stop, so I tried to see some ways I could make a game of it, like getting a Fastpass and forcing myself to keep walking until the window opened up (again, it was the morning, so that was only about 45 minutes), or visiting 10 different drinking fountains, or counting 10 Ed Hardy shirts worn by guests.
I had discreet headphones in so I could listen to music if the area music wasn't pumping me up enough. I would switch it up to be land-specific, which was fun and motivating. I kept trying to do the stairs inside Sleeping Beauty Castle, but every time I came close to the entrance, there were people in front of me, and I made it my goal to keep amending my course to never slow down, even if it meant improvising and back-tracking (nor did I want my "experiment" to hinder others more traditional enjoyment of the park). I saw a lot of details I hadn't noticed before and visited some corners of the park that I rarely see.
At 10am, I headed over to California Adventure with my sights set on frolicking on the rope bridges of the Redwood Creek Challenge trail while everyone else ran to their favorite E-Ticket. I was very disappointed to find it didn't open until 10:30, by which time I knew I would have more company, and I didn't want to walk for another 30 minutes.
I wandered over to Bug's Land for some reason and started playing in the arcing water fountains that spurt out from the oversize garden hose in Flik's Fun Fair, under the shade of the giant clovers. This started tentatively and slowly, and then became a ton of fun. I pretended it was one of those laser-beam security fields that Catherine Zeta-Jones would wriggle through in the movies and kept jumping, twisting and contorting to avoid getting wet, which I eventually failed at, but never stopped laughing. I must have spent ten minutes or so hopping around there, and then discovered other parts of the farm (which I sorely miss) and the water irrigation maze, before buying some water, a juicy green apple and heading back to the Challenge Trail.
By this time, I definitely was not alone, but it was still pretty quiet and I managed to climb the Eagle's Ascent spiral net-staircase as the last big challenge of the morning. The rest was all about fun, checking out the view, taking pics, chomping on my apple (probably not allowed in there, wasn't sure) and sproinging back and forth across those wonderful cargo net bridges, "He's a Pirate" theme playing on my iPod. I feel like a lithe acrobat when I do that, and it's maybe my favorite physical activity. Plus everyone else is having such a great time, too, smiles everywhere.
By that time I was bushed, and I never made it to the canoes. I cut through the gorgeous Grand Californian, resting on a plump chair for a bit, and then went to the AMC to gorge on some movies. Coincidentally, it seemed, they had just changed their concession signage to include calorie counts, so I ended up eating an entire small bag of popcorn for 270 calories and feeling pretty good about it, knowing exactly how much I was eating and that it was reasonable and after a great workout.
I went back the next weekend for a much less triumphant version of similar events, but still got the incredible buzz of revving up my heartbeat by bounding across the nets and getting a decent walk in (30 minutes this time).
I'm going to keep trying to incorporate the Disneyland Resort into my fitness life whenever I can. I still haven't tried the canoes (wish they opened earlier), nor that darned not-evil treehouse in quite a while.
I've lost seven pounds in three weeks, which is a lot slower than all the other crash things I have tried before, but they feel more earned because of it.
Recording all my food and coming back to this site on a daily basis has really been crucial in keeping my eyes on the prize. Thanks to everyone here who makes this a welcoming and supportive space. And thanks, Walt, for starting a place that continues to surprise me with the ways it can enrich my life.
| current weight: 274.0