When in the course of human events... (234.6)
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Felt like just a minute ago that I'd scribbled out a blog, but apparently it was two weeks ago. I can account for one of those weeks, what with my teacher girlfriend being on spring break. But the other? Haven't a clue. At that prior time, I'd been to the gym a (relative) lot of times in the week prior, and today, I've been to the gym today and yesterday, and that's it since then. Spring break accounts for part of it - we wandered down to Columbus to watch the Red Wings play, and scoped out a couple of dead presidents along the way (Hayes' and Hardings' graves, if you must know), but I did so relatively good for that brief moment of time, I was hoping it might continue.
That said, on Sunday, I did participate in a 5k event, the Big House 5k, in Ann Arbor, which ends inside Michigan Stadium, with the banner the Michigan Wolverines run under every home game set up at the 50 yards line as the finish line. Now, you'll notice I "participated" in the "event", since I did not "run" a single iota of the 3.1 miles, and taking 70 minutes to cover that distance does not a "race" entail. Ankles were balky, to say the least, and my back did not cooperate, and as such, I came in 23 minutes behind the time I achieved when I first did the event 4 years ago, and 13 minutes worse off than the time from 2017. Clearly, I'm going the wrong way.
And so, once again, I'm thinking that I'm going to try and reverse this course of damage, and actually lose weight. I first joined Spark in 2011 because I saw a picture of myself at 205 pounds, and thought, "woah, I'm fat!" Not that I was unaware of that fact, mind you, it's just that sometimes a picture is worth a thousand words, as in "Woah, I'm (really x 997) fat!" that gets through to one's conscience in a manner just seeing a waistline incrementally expand might not.
And so I joined Spark, and exercised a whole heck of a lot more than I exercised previously, and may or may not have modified dietary choices, and lost a decent amount of weight. The reason I equivocate about the dietary portion of the equation is that I don't actually recall changing up the diet, but that's usually a crucial component, so I'll give it a maybe.
And then I started traveling for work in March 2013, and in the past 5 years, essentially gained back double the weight I'd lost in the 18 months prior. So that, to use a technical term, sucks. Seeing as how I am 6.5 years older, and 31 pounds heavier than when I looked at a picture and thought, "Woah, I'm fat!" achieving equivalent results in this go around will be that much more difficult, even if I'm intermittently traveling these days. Having a significant other who appreciates carbs as much as I do might complicate matters as well, although she says summer vacation is her prime time for weight loss, when the stress of dealing with kids melts away, and more time is available for cooking, and walking, and other healthful pursuits. We shall see.
I reset my tracker to reflect current state, which rounds up to 235 pounds. I left my goal at the nearest edge of Onederland.
Just signed up for the BLC thingy that goes on around here. I've been in on it before and have had little to no success during it, but that may well have been due to the aforementioned work travel. The team I was previously on still exists, but though I listed them, I did not put them at the top of my list. Curious if I am returned to familiar pastures, just for that previous association. Kind of hoping not, if only for my limited store of stories to have renewed life in fresh ears. Or eyes, as it might be. But also to see if dealing with different folks might be more motivational for me. You never know who might unlock that door.
But now I'm rambling, and midnight has come and gone. Time to see if sleep holds any interesting dreams. None of which I typically remember in the morning, but hey, one can always hope, right?