I just noticed that one of the trending message board topics here on SP is, “How do you stay motivated when it’s cold outside?”
I don’t get that. I don’t get it at all.
Without question, I do better with weight loss during winter than I do during summer.
In summer, all I can think is, “Blecch. Too hot. Can’t deal. Air conditioning, cold drink, and couch, please.”
I HATE summer. It sucks my energy out like an evil, sweaty, rosacea-exacerbating, sucky… thing.
Sorry, I got lost in the metaphor, there, somewhere.
OK, part of this is that I spend most of the spring and summer months in terror of bees and wasps, and in slightly less paralyzing but still significant fear of everything else creepy, crawly, buzzy, flying, biting, and/or stinging. It is really, really, REALLY hard to make myself go outside during the months when everyone else enjoys the nice weather so much. And half the time, I don’t sleep well, because whatever apartment I’m living in at any given time is infested with some type of nasty creepy crawly thing (in both this apartment and the apartment previous, it’s centipedes and millipedes. *shudder*). But leaving out that… well, OK, to be honest with myself, INSANITY part of the equation… it’s just HOT. All the time! I go outside, and I immediately break out in moisture. This is not attractive, nor is it pleasant. And in the last couple of years, my face and chest turn into a red beacon of horror, as well, which just makes being outside that much more appealing.
Add in an attempt at fitness, and the flushing and sweating are taken up several notches, to the point of flat out embarrassing.
So, my answer to the message board topic, “How do you stay motivated when it’s cold outside?” It being cold outside is what KEEPS me motivated. As the days get longer and warmer, my resolve to work out is going to start to falter, because I’m going to get depressed about the whole thing. I’m telling you this now, so you folks can (textually) beat me up and tell me to get off my butt. It won’t be hot forever. I just have to get to the other side, again. Here’s hoping the family trip to Lake Placid is NOT during the hottest week of the year this year; last summer was a sleeping (or complete lack thereof) disaster for me.
Today’s numbers aren’t great. I have a reason. It’s not an excuse, but it’s a reason. I had a hair appointment last night, and since my hair salon is really pretty far from where I live (about an hour, maybe?), and there are some useful stores in the area, I stopped at Ulta and DSW (about 20 minutes even further out) while I was there. Unfortunately, both stores were utter failures, which is good for the wallet, but not really what I had in mind for the trip. I did get a lot of walking in, however. And then I went home, ate dinner at 8pm, and did a Walk Away the Pounds 2 mile walk. Which to my mind says I’m pretty dedicated to fitness, at the moment, because I’d just spent $50+ on my hair, and then I got it all sweaty & gross and had to shower. The Body Cop, however, did not agree that I’d been nearly so dedicated. So… here you go.
Calories Burned (Target/Actual): 2263/2265 Eeeeeesh.
Calories Consumed: BMF 1763, SP 1630/1738 Too close, a little too close.
Calorie Balance: 500 deficit/527 deficit. Oh! Well, OK, then. That’s good. Or at least, not bad.
Physical Activity: 45 minutes (30 moderate, 15 vigorous)/1:02 (58 moderate, 4 vigorous). XP~~~ It felt vigorous, to me!
Steps taken: BMF 8000, SP 10000/7463 :-O How is that even possible?! I did Walk Away the Pounds, and walked all over Ulta and DSW, and parked far away from everywhere I went, plus what I did at work!
6 tired, angry sheep are glaring at me out of my phone. Again.
But I honestly don’t see how I could have done it any other way! I could either get the walk in (not that, ultimately, it went as far I’d have hoped in helping me reach my goals. But without it, I wouldn’t have gotten that whopping 2 calories over my daily burn target), or I could go to bed immediately after I ate dinner, which would’ve upped my sleep total but done bupkes for my caloric burn! NOT ENOUGH HOURS IN THE DAY!!! AARRGGHH!!!
I promised you a quote quiz, didn’t I? Man, I don’t even remember how I used to do those; I haven’t kept a regular blog since 2009. Let me go read some of it, and I’ll get back to you….
Apparently, the blog I had on LiveJournal isn’t the quote quiz blog. It must’ve been the blog before that, which was done entirely via e-mail at a job I haven’t had in probably a decade. Hmm. The LJ blog included rants from me, plus weird news stories and that day’s weird holidays. For example, today is Innovation Day, Kyoto Protocol Day (?!), and Do a Grouch a Favor Day. Ooh, I like that! Do me favors; I’m grouchy! Be innovative and… um… Japanese about it. OK, wait – what the heck IS Kyoto Protocol Day?
Per the Interwebs:
“Kyoto Protocol Day is celebrated on February 16 - the day in 2005 when it became legally binding. It is an amendment to a treaty passed at the UN Framework Convention on Climate Change (UNFCCC) in Rio de Janeiro in 1992 and aims to cut green house emission from the industrialized world by 5.2% by 2012. More than 150 countries have signed the treaty, and the U.S. is the only industrialized nation not to have.
The protocol states that developed countries must reduce their carbon dioxide emissions by at least 5% below their 1990 levels. Not meeting this standard would result in a fine.
Developing countries do not have to lower their emissions because, quite simply, they don't produce that much. They were, however, given tradable carbon credits to encourage them to reduce emissions.”
Huh! Learn something new every day.
So… do favors from me while coming up with innovative ways of lowering carbon dioxide emissions.
My plans for the evening include a (hopefully quick) stop at Bed, Bath & Beyond for necessities (e.g., ran out of shampoo this morning. AACK!), followed by... hmm. Which fitness thing should I do today? Perhaps boxing and then dancing. Or boxing and then walking; I’m not picky. Interesting side note – I’m already getting definition in my arms. I am so the classic endomorph (with a tiny bit of mesomorph mixed in); when I exercise, I put on muscle like crazy. But it’s incredibly easy for me to put on fat, too. I’m 5’4”, and I have short, stubby little… everything, really. It’s a constant battle, and I imagine it always will be. Family trait, unfortunately (Mom’s side, through her father). Most develop diabetes. Most die pretty young, too (60s or so); there are very, very few people left on that side of the family. Why couldn’t I have taken after the Jewish side? There are TONS of them, and they live forever! Well into their 80s, sometimes beyond.
My uncle Sidney – my father’s mother’s youngest brother – is in his 80s. He’s the fittest, healthiest old guy I know. He was in NYC at a symphonic concert with his wife recently, and went out to use the facilities, as you do. He was going down the stairs, and some guy FELL – like, right over the rail! – from the stairway above him, and landed smack on my uncle. Broke his pelvis, among other things. He’s in rehab, and things are looking up, but... how the heck does that even happen outside of a movie? But that’s the only thing that’s put a dent in his fitness – other than that, he maintains a home in Mass. and a condo in Soho, and walks all over the city, and I’m sure he exercises as well. Hopefully he can make a full recovery from this. If any 80-something year old guy can, it’s him. Most of that side of the family (my father and brother included) are tall, have fantastic metabolisms, and rarely have debilitating health issues.
And I couldn’t take after that side of the family? I had to take after the short, pale, stumpy, British people?
I did inherit a couple of things from the Jewish side. I have freakishly wide shoulders; apparently that’s from Dad’s mother’s side. When I was a senior in high school, I’d made it down to a size 12 by the time prom rolled around, but I had to get a size 14 dress – it was the only thing that would fit over my shoulders. *sigh* So far (*fingers crossed*), despite my chronic pain issues and food intolerances and what have you, my numbers as far as blood pressure, triglycerides, blood sugar, etc., run closer to Dad’s (healthy as all get-out) than Mom’s (high blood pressure + diabetes before 45). The last time I had a full health diagnostic (last year, for our office health insurance), the ONLY thing that got me in trouble was my weight/BMI. My blood-related numbers were really quite astonishingly good. So… yay for heredity, there. ;-)
OK, I’ve babbled on long enough for today.
Catch you on the flip-flop.