A few weeks ago I had written about the terrible shape I was in and that it was time for me to knuckle down and get fit again. I bought another Denise Austin DVD, got a great calorie counting app and really gave it the ole college try. Except that my college try was about six weeks in 1988 and then I dropped out. Get my drift.
So yesterday after some hemming and a bit of hawing, Danny and I joined Farrell's again. We signed up for three months on some sort of "we want you back" promotion and we, in a baptism by sweat, worked out today.
I look for signs - we got three solid ones. Danny got the "we want you back" email. Danny saw a guy from our orginial class twice in two weeks but hadn't seen him for years prior to that. My cousin just enrolled in Cedar Rapids.
I loved, loved, loved my time at Farrell's back in 2007. I tried to go back several different time since then with no results. Injury or apathy seemed to be the cause of the zero results. I don't even know if it will be different this time. I hope to not injure myself, and that is the ironic part, to not injure myself, I need a strong core. To have a strong core, I must work out. Then there is the elbow/wrist issue. I know that injury came from a poorly landed hook many years ago. There is a standing order for physical therapy. I only notice the discomfort when I hand write for long periods of time or cake decorate for long periods of time.
I think one of the aspects of Farrell's that I loved so much was that I was the engine that could. By the time '08 rolled around, I was fit and instructing. I had become the person that I wanted to be and could tell people that they were capable because I was living, boxing proof. If I could do it, seriously, anyone could. I wouldn't say that I inspired, but I certainly made people realize that it was possible for them to complete the program and improve their health.
So as I write this at 2244 on the first evening of my return, I am afraid to stretch out my legs for fear of cramps. I am aching through the upper back because I do not use this group of muscles when I am not jabbing or crossing or hooking. My bladder is filling, but I don't really want to get out of bed, muscle cramp deal. And I feel really, really great!
So here are my stats as of today- I weigh 149.8 pounds which is the most I have ever weighed. I know that the numbers on the scale do not tell the whole story. I know that I can lose fat and gain muscle and that those numbers on the scale may not change much. But today, right now, that number represents a whole lot of fat. The frustrating part is that I have been giving real effort with my diet.
My waist at belly button is 38 1/4 inches around. That was the only measurement I took. If I lose weight anywhere on my body other than my belly, I will be very disappointed. My sit and reach was 13.25 centimeters. That is terrible. Let me just say that it is a stretch for me to sit with my legs out in front of me without my knees bent. That number will improve considerably.
There are before photos as well, i am going to hold on to them for a little comparison photo shoot later.
I am exhausted. I am sore. I am exhilarated. But mostly, I am exhausted.
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