“267 Bottles of Beer on the Wall, 267 bottles of beer. If one of those bottles just happens to fall…”
So I've lost 60 pounds here on Spark since the day after Christmas. The first 30 occurred over 5 months, based on super-zealous nutrition tracking (read: PORTION CONTROL!). The second 30 occurred over three months, courtesy of our local swimming pool and the lap lanes there.
Pool season is ending and nine months of metaphorical darkness are about to descend on thine Sparky self. With the remnants of Hurricane Isaac seeming to be arriving as I type this (on batteries, to protect from surges) and sticking around for days, apparently, my 88 laps today may have been the swan song for the outdoor swimming pool season. This summer I’ve logged just shy of 5,000 laps, or just shy of 75 miles in the pool.
Here are the things that get me out of the pool:
1. Being out of time;
2. Traffic in the pool (too many other lappers swimming at different speeds);
3. The call of nature; or
4. Thunder and Lightning (I’ll swim in plain old rain)
It’s simply never that I’m cold, tired, or have had enough. With a water bottle on the ledge, I can stave off the otherwise-inevitable dehydration cramps. I know dehydration in a pool sounds oxymoronic, but it’s the real deal as many fellow lappers know.
So what now, other than to cry the blues over summer gone? (Cue up Sinatra’s “Summer Wind”).
Trust me, I’m no fun to be around come most Septembers. The only thing different this year is our high-flying baseball team (The Hunt for Orange October continues). But Sparky optimism requires a constructive plan to replace my swimming exercise. I know you’re thinking “gym.”
So being unable to pony up the number of dead Presidents it takes for a gym membership (Thing One and Thing Two suck down all available cash and much that is not available at all – translation: debt), I need to be more creative. So here, for now, is the plan:
1. Walking. On go the noise-cancelling headphones and outside I go. Typically about 2.2 miles a day, sometimes on weekends when I should have more time, I have a more hilly 3.4 mile loop available too. Even when time is constrained I squeeze in a mile usually.
2. Early mornings require reflective clothing, now that the sun gets up uncooperatively late.
3. Treadmill parked in front of the ancient, big-screen TV for cold or rainy days. SportsCenter or perhaps the national news in the morning. Hannah Storm on Sunday mornings and Ravens games on Sunday afternoons (once baseball season ends for my Orioles); I’ll stay up there on the treadmill for about a quarter or so. We bought the TV it the DAY before HDTV came out – no wonder it was a bargain. Who knew?
4. The Wii-Fit. Time to revisit the moribund Wii Fit group that I ostensibly lead. Hmmm…
5. Hand weights and such for strength training, as well as the strength and yoga routines on the Wii Fit.
6. Get back to rigorous calorie tracking (I have gotten a little sloppy with too much approximation and eyeballing.
7. Throttle back on Spark-team leadership activities. Been there and done that, and way too much of a time suck to give the members the attention they deserve and that effective leadership requires.
The key to the foregoing (Nos. 1-4 anyway) is to work hard enough to break a sweat, I find. I continue to firmly believe that weight is lost through liquid elimination, and I need to sweat to lose. So my Autumn exercise needs to be sufficiently long and vigorous to make me perspire. TMI? Maybe. But I need to try in order to continue on my glide-path to weigh zero by Thanksgiving 2013.
Meanwhile,and as you well know, the countdown to Memorial Day weekend 2013 is underway. One chorus all together now: “266 bottles of beer on the wall…”