Groans and Meanderings
Aug. 25th, 2002 08:48 amI woke up this morning feeling like shit slightly warmed over.
I'll explain why, below, as I meander slightly.
Do you know that last Friday (8-23) was my one year anniversary of going to the gym and starting to take care of myself?
Probably you weren't. Hell, I wasn't even sure of the actual date myself. I just went through my old Lochjournals to see which actual date myself.
I just knew it was time for me to get my butt back into the gym yesterday, and so I went to do PART of my usual routine. I did half an hour on the elliptical and then lifted weights.
Woke up this morning and my neck is sore as hell. I mean, REALLY sore.. and stiff.
That and, for reasons I dunno about, my stomach is aching too.
I know the neck pains will recede with time.. and perhaps a nice long hot shower may help...
Wow, it's been over a year since I was on my journey to lose 100 lbs. and become as healthy as I could.
I'm already about 60 lbs. there with approximately 40 lbs. left to lose.
I imagine the last 40 lbs. will be harder to lose than the first 60, but... we'll see what we can do, eh?
Alot of things have changed in a year and, as per usual, I can't help but feel a little introspective.
So, excuse a man his meandering. Or.. feel free to just go to the next post. I don't mind.
I remember the first time I went to the gym. I came with just gym clothes on, no music, no water, no towel.. I looked around at all the confusing equipment and had no idea where to start. So I actually had the AUDACITY to go to the Gym Aide and say... alright... I'd like to lose some weight, what do I do?
Then as he told me all the various things to do and had me walking totally uphill on the treadmill for 10 minutes, 5 minutes on the elliptical and 5 minutes on the rowing machine, I decided that this was for the birds. Especially since, well meaning, he kept coming back to urge me to do a little of this or that... I know he means well, but that was SO not how I'd tell someone just starting in the gym to start. I'd tell him to pick one thing.. walking or elliptical or whatever, and do it until you just can't do it no more. Then come back the next day and do it more than that.
I wasn't even going to ATTEMPT any of the strength equipment.
I remember the next morning how SORE I was.. and how I was masochistic enough to want to do it again, because it WAS good for me and because I COULD handle it.
I remember the day AFTER when I came in with music, water and towel.. and tried to walk listening to Enya which does NOT work for me :o. When working out, I need something decently high speed.
My routine's changed alot.. not, when in the gym, I try to do a full 60 minutes of cardio, compared to the 20 I could do that first day. I do a little jogging, a little elliptical, sometimes some cycling (or if the weather is too hot and it's nice out, I just take my bicycle). I always have my towel, a litre of water that I tend to fill up twice or, sometimes, thrice, over the period, and my iRock (or alternative way to listen to music, before the iRock, it was my Phillips eXpanium, which I *DO* Miss. I mean 650 or 700 MB per MP3 CD that my eXpanium could play vs. the 96 that my iRock can play...that's why I keep considering getting a Nomad or an iPod or something... more memory for more music. )
I doubt I can explain in words, how much easier it is to do these things when weighing at only 240 compared to 300.
Part of it is pure vanity. I LIKE looking good. I LIKE looking in the mirror and seeing muscles moving around under my arms and legs. Part of it is the fact that, as odd as I know this sounds, there's a heck of a lot of less mass flopping around as you work out :o
Part of it is the fact that I probably have gotten into better shape as I work out.
Well, that's all I can think of to post for now. Now to find out whether we're going to the beach for the day (*looks outside at the grey sky and wet ground*), which I'm doubting.. or if we just go up for dinner.
Hasta, folksarooni :)
I'll explain why, below, as I meander slightly.
Do you know that last Friday (8-23) was my one year anniversary of going to the gym and starting to take care of myself?
Probably you weren't. Hell, I wasn't even sure of the actual date myself. I just went through my old Lochjournals to see which actual date myself.
I just knew it was time for me to get my butt back into the gym yesterday, and so I went to do PART of my usual routine. I did half an hour on the elliptical and then lifted weights.
Woke up this morning and my neck is sore as hell. I mean, REALLY sore.. and stiff.
That and, for reasons I dunno about, my stomach is aching too.
I know the neck pains will recede with time.. and perhaps a nice long hot shower may help...
Wow, it's been over a year since I was on my journey to lose 100 lbs. and become as healthy as I could.
I'm already about 60 lbs. there with approximately 40 lbs. left to lose.
I imagine the last 40 lbs. will be harder to lose than the first 60, but... we'll see what we can do, eh?
Alot of things have changed in a year and, as per usual, I can't help but feel a little introspective.
So, excuse a man his meandering. Or.. feel free to just go to the next post. I don't mind.
I remember the first time I went to the gym. I came with just gym clothes on, no music, no water, no towel.. I looked around at all the confusing equipment and had no idea where to start. So I actually had the AUDACITY to go to the Gym Aide and say... alright... I'd like to lose some weight, what do I do?
Then as he told me all the various things to do and had me walking totally uphill on the treadmill for 10 minutes, 5 minutes on the elliptical and 5 minutes on the rowing machine, I decided that this was for the birds. Especially since, well meaning, he kept coming back to urge me to do a little of this or that... I know he means well, but that was SO not how I'd tell someone just starting in the gym to start. I'd tell him to pick one thing.. walking or elliptical or whatever, and do it until you just can't do it no more. Then come back the next day and do it more than that.
I wasn't even going to ATTEMPT any of the strength equipment.
I remember the next morning how SORE I was.. and how I was masochistic enough to want to do it again, because it WAS good for me and because I COULD handle it.
I remember the day AFTER when I came in with music, water and towel.. and tried to walk listening to Enya which does NOT work for me :o. When working out, I need something decently high speed.
My routine's changed alot.. not, when in the gym, I try to do a full 60 minutes of cardio, compared to the 20 I could do that first day. I do a little jogging, a little elliptical, sometimes some cycling (or if the weather is too hot and it's nice out, I just take my bicycle). I always have my towel, a litre of water that I tend to fill up twice or, sometimes, thrice, over the period, and my iRock (or alternative way to listen to music, before the iRock, it was my Phillips eXpanium, which I *DO* Miss. I mean 650 or 700 MB per MP3 CD that my eXpanium could play vs. the 96 that my iRock can play...that's why I keep considering getting a Nomad or an iPod or something... more memory for more music. )
I doubt I can explain in words, how much easier it is to do these things when weighing at only 240 compared to 300.
Part of it is pure vanity. I LIKE looking good. I LIKE looking in the mirror and seeing muscles moving around under my arms and legs. Part of it is the fact that, as odd as I know this sounds, there's a heck of a lot of less mass flopping around as you work out :o
Part of it is the fact that I probably have gotten into better shape as I work out.
Well, that's all I can think of to post for now. Now to find out whether we're going to the beach for the day (*looks outside at the grey sky and wet ground*), which I'm doubting.. or if we just go up for dinner.
Hasta, folksarooni :)