September 16, 2009
Folks. I did it.
I didn't want to. But, for the sake of sticking to my word I did it.
I went to the gym for the first time in a week and a half.
I was determined as I stepped onto the treadmill. I hit my age...yep 40...then my weight...135! (I like to think most of that is muscle) and then I hit 60. As in an hour on the treadmill.
I started out very strong. Pacing myself to the drama unfolding on the TV screen in front as Top Chef pushed their latest contestents to the edge of lunacy cooking without pots and pans and then cooking in a desert. Can people actually do that? Want to do that sort of thing? Torturous!
And then I felt the discomfort zone...my back and my stomach. My problem areas. I could just feel it. I was tight and uncomfortable after taking way too long to get back on the treadmill.
BUT I stuck with it...1 hour...4 miles and 400 calories burned!
I felt great but my bootcamp instructor always says 80 percent of weightloss is diet. I could have grabbed something for dinner on the go but I came home to fresh Aloo Gobi...one whole wheat naan and onions on the side. Ahhhh heaven!
Now that weight better come off.
Anyone else daring enuf to post weight and age? I double dare you!
P.S. Check out this website posted by my awesome taste tester Alice of www.eataduckimust.blogspot.com -- you'll never drink soda again! I'm going to show my kids and see what they say about it.
P.S.S. Sooo...for breakfast I had mock keema with a side of egg whites and a slice of gluten-free toast. YUM! And very healthy. Just a thought for you taste testers out there (esp. James)