So yesterday I was bopping around after work doing errands and I heard a Bob Dylan song. I'm really not a fan at all, but I liked the lyric: "I was so much older then, I'm younger than that now". That is awesome, and totally sums up the way I feel since leaving my miserable ex-career of pervert therapist. Then, today I read all my friends' journals, and lo and behold Doodlebug writes that that lyric is her fave. Pretty cool synchronicity, eh?
Mmmmmmmmmmm...synchronicity.....
So anyway, I am kinda bummed because I've been running sort of regularly and all, but I have been sobotaging myself via my diet, and it caught up with me today. I weighed myself. I am 12 pounds over my race weight, which means I am a chub. I hate being chubby. I feel sloppy and not put together when I am chubby. My clothes don't fit right, and my face bloats. And, even worse, being overweight leads to injury during workouts. Plus, it just pisses me off being a fatty. So, starting tonight, I am on a way of eating to cut weight. I enlisted my friend Kim to help.
The hardest part is going to be while at work. Our firm buys food; in reality it is not "food", it is processed sugar and white flour crap: cookies, chips, peanut butter cracker things - you know the kind, the orange crackers (or regular crackers) with peanut butter. Ultra-crappy and oh so delicious.
And I eat this crap. Often.
So now I gotta detox and kick the habit even when surrounded by it at work all day. The next three days are going to suck.
My daily workout schedule, reflecting my new self-discipline, is this:
rise at 6:30, have coffee, do cardio - run T, TH, Sat, Sun; bike Wed/Fri
work
evening - walk dogs, home do weights T,TH,Sat,Sun
in bed by 10.
That's it. Boring but effective. I know that it works cuz I did it for years. I just have to get back into it.
Mmmmmmmmmmm...synchronicity.....
So anyway, I am kinda bummed because I've been running sort of regularly and all, but I have been sobotaging myself via my diet, and it caught up with me today. I weighed myself. I am 12 pounds over my race weight, which means I am a chub. I hate being chubby. I feel sloppy and not put together when I am chubby. My clothes don't fit right, and my face bloats. And, even worse, being overweight leads to injury during workouts. Plus, it just pisses me off being a fatty. So, starting tonight, I am on a way of eating to cut weight. I enlisted my friend Kim to help.
The hardest part is going to be while at work. Our firm buys food; in reality it is not "food", it is processed sugar and white flour crap: cookies, chips, peanut butter cracker things - you know the kind, the orange crackers (or regular crackers) with peanut butter. Ultra-crappy and oh so delicious.
And I eat this crap. Often.
So now I gotta detox and kick the habit even when surrounded by it at work all day. The next three days are going to suck.
My daily workout schedule, reflecting my new self-discipline, is this:
rise at 6:30, have coffee, do cardio - run T, TH, Sat, Sun; bike Wed/Fri
work
evening - walk dogs, home do weights T,TH,Sat,Sun
in bed by 10.
That's it. Boring but effective. I know that it works cuz I did it for years. I just have to get back into it.
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Public lecture last night. V. nervous. went well, but heartrate so high when I got home I knocked back a whole bottle of Yarra cabernet then started the next...
Lyrics? Thanks Craig and Charlie reid.
The drink that I had three hours ago
Has been joined by fourteen others
In a steady flow
So let me walk straight, don't let me feel pain
I'm gonna scratch cars with my keys again
Cos when I go home and fall on my bed
If it doesn't leave my stomach it'll split my head
My head feels like a damn raisin at present and the only nsolution I can see is to start all over again. I'll break my bike when I get on it tomorrow morning...