On Monday night, I wrote about my first real run in months or years. Feeling great, I swore that I would wake up early the next morning and go for another long run. Oh, wishful thinking. The bad news? I didn’t wake up for a morning run yesterday. The alarm went off at seven. When I opened my eyes, I was blinded by a headache. I groaned, hit snooze, and rolled back over. The next time my eyes opened was eight, whereupon I woke up, popped some Advil, and went to work as usual.
On the bright side, though, I didn’t let my morning failure turn into an all-day setback. When I got home from work, I was determined to make up for the AM lapse, and I did. The run – same route – was harder the second time around. I’d had a large, late lunch, and felt sluggish from a long, tiring day. But I finished! And after just three days of exercise (did I write about our bike ride on Saturday?) I already feel physically better. I have more energy, and I swear my work slacks are fitting just a tiny bit looser.
After extended periods of inactivity, it always amazes me that working out provides such drastic and immediate effects. It’s great motivation to keep going. It’s also great motivation to eat better. In general, I try to eat well. I’ve been known to substitute a pint of Ben & Jerry’s for a meal every now and then, or splurge on french fries. But after putting in a great workout, the junk food is much less tempting. I want to make the most of the work that I’ve put in, and I’m desperate to see real changes in my body and fitness levels.
This brings me to an important point: how will I measure my results? I haven’t been posting about my specific weight or anything like that. The truth is, I hate getting technical. It’s easy to get caught up in the numbers on the scale and lose the point: to be healthier. Discussions with others about weight escalate quickly to, “But I weigh ***. how can you complain about being so much less than that?” Well, for one, I’m five feet tall; my healthy weight is different than that of women eight inches taller. The most important thing to me is how my clothes fit. It’s easy to blame the clothes dryer for shrinking my jeans, but the truth is, it’s probably my waist that’s growing. The biggest issue for me is being able to wear all of my clothes. We have three scales in the house, but maybe one works. I’m going to start tomorrow morning and weigh myself once a week. The plan is to lose ten pounds by March 15. That’s six weeks. Two pounds a week should be a simple, healthy goal if I stay focused.
Here we go!