Weight: 161.8
I will run today. I will bike tomorrow. I will bike Sunday.
In between basement painting sessions, of course.
Biking will be much easier now that my road bike is all freshly cabled and bar taped. Work performed by yours truly. I say that biking will be easier now, but it isn't like I couldn't have ridden my mountain or cross bikes... I also installed a shorter stem in the hopes of being just a little more comfortable. I still think that both my road and cross bikes are too long for me. 53.5 cm top tubes and my short torso just don't match. I am now using 90mm stems on both. Maybe if I rode more my flexibility would improve, but a couple of years ago when I rode LOTOJA I don't recall it being much better. I miss my Lemond Zurich, that bike fit well.
Nothing new to report. Sloth has been somewhat effectively offset by menu choices. Seven pounds seems so within reach. Just working on consistency. I finally did one thing that will help: I wrote up a weight routine. Now, in the mornings when I am in the fog of sleep still, I can just look at this paper and hopefully get going instead of feeling so overwhelmed by the million exercises I could do that I do nothing.
August 1, 2014
July 30, 2014
The Beard Challenge — Day XVI
I was hoping I could stick to my guns and be done by now. I haven't. But I still like guns!
The weather is looking spotty all week, which keeps me indoors and not doing any cardio. I am going to make up for it with weights, but with my home gym torn asunder, I will need to be a little more creative.
I met with my health coach (Part of a health program at work. I love my job!) yesterday and she reminded me that muscle will burn fat. She isn't concerned about my weight, but would like to see the muscle/fat ratio change. Me too.
I have a couple of ideas I need to look into. One is the Nike Fit program on my iPod. It gives workouts that usually require minimal equipment. The trick is remembering that I have it at 5:30 in the morning. But that might be a big help right now.
Eight pounds. I'm only eight pounds from shaving the mangy cat off of my face.
The weather is looking spotty all week, which keeps me indoors and not doing any cardio. I am going to make up for it with weights, but with my home gym torn asunder, I will need to be a little more creative.
I met with my health coach (Part of a health program at work. I love my job!) yesterday and she reminded me that muscle will burn fat. She isn't concerned about my weight, but would like to see the muscle/fat ratio change. Me too.
I have a couple of ideas I need to look into. One is the Nike Fit program on my iPod. It gives workouts that usually require minimal equipment. The trick is remembering that I have it at 5:30 in the morning. But that might be a big help right now.
Eight pounds. I'm only eight pounds from shaving the mangy cat off of my face.
July 29, 2014
The Beard Challenge — Day ??
Weight: 162.2
Dammit. Routine is the hardest thing to keep. I get a couple of good days and then fall right off of the wagon again. Today is a great example. Rain. No outside cardio for me, and I won't do it indoors because I am spoiled.
The return of my weight can easily be attributed to a weekend trip to Bear Lake and the associated eating like shit.
So, we'll get going again tomorrow (we = me and my love handles) or tonight if I am properly motivated.
Dammit. Routine is the hardest thing to keep. I get a couple of good days and then fall right off of the wagon again. Today is a great example. Rain. No outside cardio for me, and I won't do it indoors because I am spoiled.
The return of my weight can easily be attributed to a weekend trip to Bear Lake and the associated eating like shit.
So, we'll get going again tomorrow (we = me and my love handles) or tonight if I am properly motivated.
July 22, 2014
The Beard Challenge — Day VIII
Weight: ??? (I was in a huge hurry this morning and spaced it. Shaved my neck instead!)
Short post today. I am going for a run on my lunch break. Which is now.
Short post today. I am going for a run on my lunch break. Which is now.
July 21, 2014
The Beard Challenge — Day VII
Weight — ???
Yowza. I wouldn't call the weekend a total bust, but it was a partial. Friday had no workout love. Just too busy and lazy in the morning, I ate like crap, too. Saturday was a good day. I missed my strength training in the morning, but Smarty Pants and I went for a nice three mile hike. I came home and got hip deep into the task of re cabling my road bike. Sunday, well, Sunday was spent painting. The morning was a bust. I have a nasty mosquito bite that got infected and actually kept me awake itching. I finally succumbed to Benadryl, which made clawing my way out of bed and being more than a lump of crap next to impossible. I had a spark of inspiration to go on a road ride, then remembered that my road bike was not finished — I completely forgot I have a cyclocross bike hanging from the ceiling...
Which brings me to the subject of habit. My current habit is waking up and staggering downstairs to watch TV until I have enough coffee in my veins to function beyond rudimentary grunting and farting. By then it is too late to do anything other than hoe in the garden and then go to work. These aren't necessarily bad habits, just not very productive. (Except the garden rocks right now!) Breaking old and establishing new habits isn't easy, but it is going to be necessary if I ever want this hairy creature off of my face.
Yowza. I wouldn't call the weekend a total bust, but it was a partial. Friday had no workout love. Just too busy and lazy in the morning, I ate like crap, too. Saturday was a good day. I missed my strength training in the morning, but Smarty Pants and I went for a nice three mile hike. I came home and got hip deep into the task of re cabling my road bike. Sunday, well, Sunday was spent painting. The morning was a bust. I have a nasty mosquito bite that got infected and actually kept me awake itching. I finally succumbed to Benadryl, which made clawing my way out of bed and being more than a lump of crap next to impossible. I had a spark of inspiration to go on a road ride, then remembered that my road bike was not finished — I completely forgot I have a cyclocross bike hanging from the ceiling...
Which brings me to the subject of habit. My current habit is waking up and staggering downstairs to watch TV until I have enough coffee in my veins to function beyond rudimentary grunting and farting. By then it is too late to do anything other than hoe in the garden and then go to work. These aren't necessarily bad habits, just not very productive. (Except the garden rocks right now!) Breaking old and establishing new habits isn't easy, but it is going to be necessary if I ever want this hairy creature off of my face.
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