It's funny to look back at things I wrote. Unfortunately it's also depressing, and convicting.
The last time I blogged it was my birthday. I'll be honest - Since then I've been lazy in more ways then just blogging.
Perhaps it was the beginning of School. Perhaps it was completing a major running event, and my mindset changed.
Maybe I just need to get off my lazy arse and do something.
This year, I want to run another half marathon (Buffalo), and a full marathon (Rochester). They are far enough apart I can train for the half, take a little time to recover, then start training for the full.
The major drawback to all this is also going to involve losing the weight I have put back on. At my lightest 2 years ago I was 157. Since then I have crept back up to 190. I'll round that to 30 pounds. That is still miles from the 300 pounds I started at, I know. But I'm not happy about it. And it's not like I don't know what to do. Here are my problems:
I stay up too late.
I haven't been running. I had a week 2 weeks ago where I was doing good, but alas....
I eat too much. Usually when I stay up to late.
Please understand - I'm not looking for sympathy. But confession is good for the soul (or so I'm told by my lovely wife). So here's more:
I have been eating the foods I tell others to stay away from. I am positive that my brain reacts to sugar like an illegal drug. And I've never done illegal drugs.
I "steal" stuff from my son's snacks. I know. I'm evil.
Did I mention I eat too much? Seriously - I will eat past full, and beyond. My left brain says stop, and my right brain says "more".
I hate me sometimes.
My pants don't fit as well anymore. Neither do my shirts. I still get them on, but A little more effort is needed.
I hate the treadmill. Unfortunately, I think I need to suck it up and deal.
And that's a good thing to end on. Suck it up and deal.
The last time I blogged it was my birthday. I'll be honest - Since then I've been lazy in more ways then just blogging.
Perhaps it was the beginning of School. Perhaps it was completing a major running event, and my mindset changed.
Maybe I just need to get off my lazy arse and do something.
This year, I want to run another half marathon (Buffalo), and a full marathon (Rochester). They are far enough apart I can train for the half, take a little time to recover, then start training for the full.
The major drawback to all this is also going to involve losing the weight I have put back on. At my lightest 2 years ago I was 157. Since then I have crept back up to 190. I'll round that to 30 pounds. That is still miles from the 300 pounds I started at, I know. But I'm not happy about it. And it's not like I don't know what to do. Here are my problems:
I stay up too late.
I haven't been running. I had a week 2 weeks ago where I was doing good, but alas....
I eat too much. Usually when I stay up to late.
Please understand - I'm not looking for sympathy. But confession is good for the soul (or so I'm told by my lovely wife). So here's more:
I have been eating the foods I tell others to stay away from. I am positive that my brain reacts to sugar like an illegal drug. And I've never done illegal drugs.
I "steal" stuff from my son's snacks. I know. I'm evil.
Did I mention I eat too much? Seriously - I will eat past full, and beyond. My left brain says stop, and my right brain says "more".
I hate me sometimes.
My pants don't fit as well anymore. Neither do my shirts. I still get them on, but A little more effort is needed.
I hate the treadmill. Unfortunately, I think I need to suck it up and deal.
And that's a good thing to end on. Suck it up and deal.
2 comments:
Have I ever mentioned the book "Potatoes Not Prozac"? You might find it interesting, especially because of your "sugar as drug" theory.
I, too, disdain the 'mill. The elliptical machine is my friend -- but only when I use it! "Use it to lose it"!
Your reflections remind me of one of my dad's sayings -- and it's so, so true: "It's a lifelong battle."
Alas, Wayne-o, ya gotta change it up and keep it interesting, or else a fit lifestyle gets to be more like a punishment than a pleasure.
It has been just over 10 years since my initial 85 pound weight loss (Sept 1999-Sept 2000), and much like you, the first year or so at my lowest ever weight were very enthusiastic, even evangelical. I would tell everyone I encountered all the tips and tricks that seemed to buy my ticket to a new body.
But time passes, the body stabilizes and adapts to its new metabolic environment, and I realized that maintaining a healthy weight was much more difficult than dumping a ton of weight to "get there." Mostly because the lifestyle one adopts to "get there" is so different than what it takes to LIVE there.
Not saying you should hang up the running shoes - just saying don't make that your fitness identity, like if you haven't been running, then you are not in shape, so you might as well eat.
There are so many active things to do, even in the chilly tundra that I so gladly left behind that is upstate NY. Cycling, showshoeing, cross-country skiing, hiking, swimming, adult basketball or indoor soccer leagues, racquetball, the list goes on. When we were carrying around an extra 80 pounds, none of these things remotely sounded like fun. Now they can be. And if we are consistent year in and year out with moderate activities as we age (sigh...), we don't need to push to extremes, in and out of the best shape of our lives in cycles.
And for that sweet tooth, maybe try allowing yourself a (reasonable) sugar high every now and then, except with natural sources like seedless grapes, raisins, or apple slices. I could be wrong on this, but I suspect the time spent worshipping at the low-carb altar could be at the root of your sugar issue. The key is balance. Elimination and deprivation only lead to cravings, or at the very least, and unsustainable lifestyle.
If you can pick it off a tree or vine and not have to send it through a multi-million dollar processing machine, it's pretty darn good for you. Period.
You'll make it!
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