Sunday, June 26, 2016

Checking in

Well...here I am...

...checking in.

As usual things are busy.  I've had two work trips in the last two weeks - that's about two trips too much since I'm a homebody.

The first trip was to New Orleans for a conference.  Had lots of seafood, so that was good.  The seafood was fried, so that was bad.  Stayed away from sweets and all that jazz.

The second trip was to Kansas City for a week.  After my arrival, I hauled my ass to the hotel gym and worked out.  I was quite proud of myself.  For the most part, the week went well food-wise.

The trip home Friday was a disaster and it took me almost a full day - 24 hours to get home!  After being gone for a week along with being tired, frustrated, and stressed, I found myself just eating. 

Just eating anything.  The fact that I didn't have anything with me that would be good and didn't have the option of buying anything good was a bit frustrating.

It was an odd thing - it really was like I was watching myself but not doing anything about it.

Things have been fine since then and I work out with Mr. Evil tomorrow - I'm kinda looking forward to it....kinda.

In KCI, I was at a meeting with a woman who works as a part-time fitness instructor along with her full-time career in hard science.  She and I ended up waiting together at the hotel and we had a good conversation.

She talked about how she got into fitness because she knew she had to take care of her body.  She talked about the amazing things that our bodies do and how we should take care of it.  I commented that one day I wanted my arms to look as strong as hers.  She said that my arms were already strong.  I'm not relating the conversation very well.  Suffice it to say, the conversation struck a chord with me.

My body feels a bit stressed - like I'm not as limber as I should be, so I went and got a massage today.  I feel better, but not 100%.

That's about it.

Onward!

Sunday, June 5, 2016

Still kicking...slowly

Well...here I am...

...and I'm still kicking...slowly...cuz I'm sore!

I'm still working out with that evil man twice a week - he is kicking my ass...and laughs while he's doing it.

All in all, it's going well.  I still do not like doing it, and while I actively dream of cancelling before every session, I'm starting to feel a little bit better after the session.  During the session, I sometimes feel like I'm being tortured; other times, I want to push myself to be better, stronger, harder.  While I would not push myself the way he pushes me, I definitely push through when I'm working out with Mr. Evil.

I still get pretty sore after the sessions, but it's not insurmountable or anything.  I'm starting to feel that my balance is getting better and I'm starting to feel stronger.  I would like to say that I can see a physical difference, but that is not the case.  There's an awful lot of fat covering those beginning muscles.

Enough of the negativity - I'm doing a good thing here.  Another good thing I'm going to do is go ahead and pay him for another 10 sessions.

I've been thinking about food lately - spurned on by conversations with Mr. Evil.  He talks about what he eats - we do eat similar foods.  But lawdy...the amounts are different.  Even though it's good stuff, it's still too much of the good stuff and my body just can't sustain that.

I can see it in lots of ways.  For example, it's not the fact that I order a medium instead of a large.  However, I do feel like I'm accomplishing something when I don't order the largest.  In reality, I should order the smallest because in almost all cases, it would be nutritionally sufficient.  And while I almost always bring leftovers home when we eat out, I shouldn't be ordering so damn much food in the first place.

Overall, I've lost about 2 pounds in the last few weeks - since I started working out I've pretty much stopped weighing so often.  While that's decent, I should be doing better.

When I smoked, I quit hundreds, if not thousands, of times.  If I had not continued trying, I would still be smoking, but at some point it stuck - cold turkey no less.

It is similar with my weight.  I've had some success, some failures, and something in between.  I'll continue trying until the success is permanent.  One day, I will conquer this fascination with food.

All in all, I think I'm moving forward in a positive direction.

Onward!