I joined the gym, and I gave up driving to work to afford it, which has the added benefit of 40 minutes a day brisk walking. I’m going to really miss that independence, but I guess it makes sense.
Gym is okay. I went 5 out of 7 days last week. I push myself a fair bit, but I know I could push harder, so there’s one challenge. What I won’t do is wreck the experience by taking it too far. Apparently if I go in too hard with upper body weights I get really nauseous. It happened with a personal trainer (not doing that ever again), so at least now I can sense if it’s approaching and back-off.
It’s scary how unfit I am. I mean, I know, but you really see it when you can’t do what you used to be able to do. It is very disconcerting. I just hope that if I stick at it I will get better. That’s the plan!
I’d like to get excited about ‘muscle memory’, but I won’t get too excited, because although I haven’t heard the term coined yet, obesity research is indicating that our adipocytes have ‘fat memory’ too. Thanks Mother Nature :)
Food… I’m getting better, but still allowing myself to be thwarted. We were given shortbread biscuits. I was worried if I threw them out my otherhalf would accuse me of being wasteful, so I ended up eating them instead! Not HAPPY Jan. Hopefully I learned a lesson because I don’t want my exercise to be for nothing.
I’m going to be throwing a lot of xmas food if I can’t give it away :)