Yo! Remember me? I used to blog some here. I used to track food. I used to swim every day, miles and miles. I used to lose dozens of pounds with effortless abandon. A few of you mistakenly regarded me as a motivator. A few more of you were envious.
Most of you were frustrated by my effortless success, tired of me, and vanished into the Sparky ether. Who could have blamed you? I was losing bricks, canoes and cinder blocks (symbols of weight gone) and you were perhaps plateaued. With kindness (but perhaps from your perspective, smug superiority) I blogged about matters such as breaking through weight loss plateau floors as if they were not there. I mistakenly blogged about exercise being comparatively unimportant to my weight loss success - all the while not even thinking about my 75 miles of summer swimming and its benefit. Truly I am not the sharpest tool in the shed by long-shot.
Well all of that that was then. This is a somewhat different and more challenging now. Summer is my time of year, to again quote my favorite song by the band "war." This is a considerably more challenging autumn. Constraining changes have included:
1. The closure of the pool. Maybe all 300ish of you are tired of hearing me whine and lament this, but just in case not --- arrrggghhhh! The Hunt for Orange October has me pleasantly distracted and then some, but still, I miss swimming a lot.
2. Shorter daylight hours. Early morning and evening walks and other forms of outdoor workout now require planning, reflective exercise gear, flashlights and still an element of danger from fallen branches, mosquitoes and other varmints, the occasional speeding teenager tearing through neighborhood roads, whatever. It's not the same.
3. School. I share in helping Thing 1 and Thing 2 get ready in the morning, occasional carpool assistance in the morning, regular late afternoon carpool duty, and homework assistance (particularly in Math and Science - not English obviously - this is incoherent...). So the limited time on weekdays there might be for exercise is somewhat usurped by the joys of fatherhood.
Exercise has a hard time butting its way into this schedule. With the best of intentions I was bringing workout clothing to work to use at lunch. Being the co-owner (with Susan818127) and thus, the marketing department, in this economy I continue to find that marketing never ends. Lunchtime often is given over to it, and thus, not to exercise.
Exercise largely has been relegated to weekends. When the Ravens are on, I spend the full first half of the game on an inclined treadmill (and then tend to be sore from over-doing it). I go for long walks on weekend mornings over hilly terrain, and even do a little strength training when I can stomach the icky thought.
The consequence of decreased time for exercise is (what a shock) a dramatic reduction in my pace of weight loss. Identifying the problem and implementing a feasible solution are two different things for now, but identifying the problem solves half the problem. Now to shoehorn a couple of hours between 5:30 and 6:30 AM...