This morning I bit the bullet and got on the scale. My suspicions were right: I’ve gained some weight.
Yesterday my suit pants, which were practically falling off me in May, fit much better. That gave me a clue as to my extra poundage. (You’d think the brownies and chips and gelato would be enough.) Plus a feeling of general fatness.
This summer I was very lax with my workouts. I went from a strict five times a week to a lazy maybe three. Plus I had changed my schedule, going to the gym in the afternoons, which allowed me to rationalize having a sandwich at 5 before my workout, and then dinner at home around 7:30 or 8.
An extra meal a day + junky indulgences + fewer workouts = excess baggage
It’s just a few pounds so I’m not panicking. I know I just need to cut out desserts for a while as well as those extra meals. Plus exercising in the mornings will be better for me because:
1) I’ll get it overwith and won’t have the chance to miss a workout because of a late day at the office
2) I’ll feel calmer and more centered for the rest of the day
3) It’ll rev up my metabolism for several waking hours
4) I won’t feel the need for the extra meal in the late afternoon
5) I’m more energized in the morning and usually have better runs than in the 5 to 7 PM time period
On another only slightly related note, I hate it when people make sex noises when they work out. Am I at the gym or on a porn set?
Sheesh.
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Sep 06
Boy-Less Weekend
I’m in much better shape this week than I was last week. I had dinner with SB on Tuesday and was telling her how it’s like night and day.
But, let’s face it, having no date for the weekend is going to take some getting used to. I have the whole cleaning thing to do, as well as perhaps a trip to Chinatown and some fall shopping (it’s cold out today, brrr! and me with no jacket). And a couple of runs. This is how this week went so far:
Sunday: 4 miles
Monday: 4 miles
Tuesday: rest
Wednesday: 40 minutes on the elliptical trainer
Thursday: 5 miles (woohoo!)
Friday: hopefully a run after work
I wanted to go to the gym this afternoon, but a 2 to 3 meeting ran till 3:30 and the gym closes at 4:30. Not enough time for me.
I sort of feel like starting to write again. Blogging here has helped keep the writing muscles limber.
Last night YP had a stand-up gig in Williamsburg. Such a different population. Hipsters and whatnot. While on the inside I feel out of place, like I’m too old, on the surface I think I fit in more there than where I live.
I rarely get a second glance when I hang out around my area. A different experience in the bar in the BK, though some may argue Williamsburg is not truly BK. Either way, a boost for my self-esteem.
Was able to catch this week’s Project Runway yesterday. Like a sap, I actually got a tear when they found out all four were going to Olympus Fashion Week. They all seem to get along well, unlike last season with Santino and the others, and the first season with the horrible Wendy Pepper.