So, I'm trying to get back on the exercise routine.
Five days in Vegas and then the four days at the institute (where the only free time was between 6 am and 8 am... time I spent sleeping, showering, and getting coffee), eating more than I normally do, and exercising... well, not at all... and more weight has crept back on.
Last summer at this time I was down about 40 pounds; I've put back on 15. Why is it so frickin' hard to lose weight and so easy to gain it back?
Anyway, because it's summer, and because I have pretty much nothing to do, I'm trying to move more. You know, make it a habit now, so that when school starts up again, I'll already be in the groove?
Two hours walking on the beach on Thursday, then a total veg out on Friday. Oh, I went wine tasting with a friend, so I exercised my left arm up and down a bit. Saturday I went to a "hip hop" aerobics class, and nearly died. I actually stepped on myself. I did burn some calories though. Then to the Farmer's Market, to which I haven't been in a long time. I love it there. The fresh fruit and veggies and flowers, and all the weird Jojoba oil salespeople and the odd musicians scattered all over. I got grapes, tomatoes, nectarines and strawberries, all for six bucks.
Today, another two hour walk with Charlie; this time from my house to Starbucks. Probably about 6 miles total, but I'm not sure. He's passed out now next to me, and I don't think I have to worry about his not getting enough exercise.
Oh yeah, then there's the ballroom dance class tomorrow. You wouldn't think it would be much of a workout, but it is. You try holding your arm up in the air for an hour at a time.
Tomorrow's the last day of the class. There'll be another class starting up soon probably; but I have to talk to strawberry blond guy, or I'll lose my chance. I got to class late last week, and he was already paired up with someone else. Then he skeedaddled out of there before I could say anything witty to him.
My coupled up friends (pretty much all my friends) have this idea that I have this full, busy social life. I don't. I' m just trying to fill up all the damn time I have by myself. Charlie is great, but come on; I'm not having any kind of meaningful conversation with him. Most days anyway.
Hope you're having a good weekend.
4 comments:
I've been wondering about the dance partner dude. Sounds like you have recommitted yourself to the whole movement thing which can be hard after a holiday. Good job! I need to do the same, I am getting squishy. I am hoping the puppy coming next month will get me more active also.
I am so off the gym wagon right now. With all the driving, moving, etc., it has been easy (too easy) to justify not getting real exercise.
Like you, I am amazed by how little effort it takes to gain weight. I know that I don't eat the most nutritious of things, but I also don't feel like I spend all of my time in front of the refrigerator, either. Sigh
I hope red-headed boy takes the next dance class! In the meantime, there is always Harry Potter or Armistead Maupin.
But what did you order at Starbucks?
I hope the dance class is fun!
Those wine curls are sure to build muscle. ;)
I hope you're able to connect with strawberry blond.
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