Tuesday,
December 6, 2016
It worked. It DEFINITEY worked!
I had reached the end of the
day, a day filled with outdoor, tiring work.
And I was chilled. On such days
and after eating a dinner over the past several months, I would think it was
time to just vegetate. I wanted to and I
was close to doing it, but I thought about this blog and what I’d written the
day before and so I went and donned my riding outfit, put the trainer in the
middle of the family room, tuned into an episode of ‘Shameless’ and began to
ride.
I felt something unusual in my
right knee as I rode, but was determined to ride the forty minutes I’d told
myself I was going to do. I’ve been
adding five minutes to each ride over the last two weeks, but giving my knee a
day off between rides. So far, it’s
worked. I made it to the forty-minute
mark easily and could have gone until the end of the show, but why take the
chance? I’ll do forty-five minutes the
next time out.
I went to Heinens and bought
quinoa, turkey meat, and loads of vegetables and made my special, low-fat
concoction, which I just call quinoa. I
made enough that I can scoop some into a container each morning and take it to
work for lunch for a week. Time for
paleo-like eating to go with the exercise.
The next step is to get my under-toned butt back to the park and into
the Survival Workout.
Bike
duration: 40 minutes.
Training
Heart Rate: 135 bpm.
Calories
Burned: 600.
Bonus:
10,000 steps.
Monday,
December 5, 2016
“Bless me Father, for I have sinned. It has been five months since I last wrote in
my blog and I feel like a slob.”
“Do 1,000 push-ups, ride your
bike for three days straight and don’t eat any ice cream until you’re 100th
birthday. Now…go…and sin no more.”
I could have written. I have done some exercise during the hiatus,
just not consistently enough to make me want to write. Then there was my personal life getting in
the way of being properly inspired and that held me up, too.
Those things still exist, but
they really aren’t good excuses. Since I
last wrote, I’ve gone through a period with my surgically repaired right knee
where I thought I’d torn my meniscus again.
I’ve had the absolute high of believing the Indians were actually going
to win the World Series, only to be disappointed again (it was one hell of a
ride though, and I’m really not complaining).
I’ve made three trips to the Adirondacks and struggled with that same
knee.
Exercise? Not so much.
I’ve been lacking direction and goals.
I’ve been thinking more about selling my house and retiring, but really
not taking the necessary steps to make things happen. I’ve been in a funk, a limbo that I need to
pull myself out of. The best way for me
to do that is to find something to challenge myself and second, to write about
it. I haven’t come up with that first
thing yet so I’m writing about how I’m thinking about it.
At least I’ve decided to work
through the knee pain and start riding on the trainer again. I’m watching ‘Shameless’ on Netflix to divert
my attention and make it bearable. I’ve
also gotten into the woods more with Dakota to add more steps to the mix. I have not done the Survival Workout in two months,
though, and I’m losing my tone. At least
the job remains physical and with the side jobs, I manage to keep a semblance
of shape.
Yesterday was 12,000 steps and
work. Nothing else. I’ve been eating a lot of salads and lean
meats over the past week in an effort to redirect myself, but Savannah invited
me over for dinner last night, which consisted of a Jets sausage pizza. I ate five pieces.
Today? Side job tonight so exercise may be
limited. I will have time to ride the
trainer so we’ll have to see whether or not I’ve overcome some of my
laziness. Tis the season to get my butt
in gear or I’ll head into January with an even larger mountain to climb. Until tomorrow then?
