This next week promises to be a big one. The 3rd week of CamLite, it also marks the start of the SleekGeek challenge I’ve been mentioning these past few weeks. I’ve paid my R500, all I need to do now is send through my pics and current specs (which needs to be done within the next 3 days I think).
On the one hand I’m quite excited for this third week. I’m starting to feel more gym-fit, which means I can hopefully start pushing myself a little more, and with SleekGeek starting, it’ll push me to finalise my eating plan, and exercise schedule.
I’ll be posting on the eating plan soon enough – and look forward to and advice you peeps may have. Regarding the exercise regime, I’m trying to find a way to exercise twice a day as a norm, and would like to push for a 6-day exercise regime, resting one day a week.
Ok, so the future looks bright, but in reality, I’m feeling a little low. I’m not sure if it was the scale saying I’m back at 120kg, backlash from the huge dietary change, or that I had 2 ice-creams yesterday, in all their sugar-coney goodness. It’s probably the sum of all of the above, but I’m really feeling a little low on stoke.
Dammit, I forgot one. I cracked a beer today for the first time in over two weeks. There, I said it. Probably of all the things I’ve lost, I miss beer the most. Well, beer, pizza and chocolate, but I digress. So, I cracked that beer. Hard. But got about 4 sips down and gave the rest to my boet. It sure tasted good, but I was feeling guilty.
This whole thing feels so tough. Walking through the Spar this morning looking for eggs, it struck me – of the food-stuffs on sale, a good 90% of them I simply won’t be buying again – at least for a very long time, and hopefully never in any real quantity. It’s fucking tough. And I used to frequent those isles – whether it was chips, or the biscuit isle. Maybe a coke or alcohol-free beer (I said I was in Spar). Gone are the days of grabbing a chocolate, or Reece’s Peanut Buttercups, or Magnum from the shelf as I queue for a till. Or even grabbing a bag of rolls for a ham and salad roll. The odd “I’m starving, feed me” pie is also a memory. As is the great little pizza shop across the lot. All a fading memory, for my taste buds at least, because at this moment they’re very much front-and-center in my cerebral cortex – or wherever they would reside.
Mmm enough lambasting about the past.. time to catch a grip and pull myself up by the short-and-curlies and grow a pair. This isn’t a game for sissies.
Now that I got that out, I must say, I’m feeling a lot better. Definitely more resolute and focused. It really helped to open all my deep dark desires to the internetesphere, well all my twitter & facebook friends that took the time to read this ( hi, guys! ).
Workout 7. Thursday, 26 Jan. Weights #3.
My third workout went well. I managed to get through over an hour, and every workout leaves me less stiff and buggered the next day, even though I’m pushing my body more and more. It’s a good feeling. For the longest time I’ve been scared of pushing myself. When I was younger – in highschool – I’d often feel terrible, and nauseous after my gym, so I just didn’t really like to go. Now, as I’ve gotten older, I’m finding I can push myself more without those side-effects. And I feel like I’m getting into my stride a bit more. I’m still a little light-headed as I go through my sessions, but it’s getting better and better -and it seems I just need a fruit or some juice, and that sorts me out.
Workout 8. Friday, 27 Jan. Cardio.
Went for my first street run today! My dad said he’d run with, which I really appreciate. We went out at about 9:30 Friday evening, which was good – the air was cool, and the slight breeze along most of it was good. The slight headwind on the last stretch made it a little hard.. but overall I think I’m liking road running!And an added bonus is I can track it with RunKeeper. Here’s the run, with all the nice stats and goodies.
I had to do it with my cross-trainers, as my runners are hurting me – so the search for a decent pair of running shoes is back on, unfortunately – but I think I’ll need to get that sorted as soon as I can.. don’t want to hurt myself here.
The run was a little worse than I’ve gotten used to (over the past 2 weeks..) – I ran for just under 20min, but did 2.4km instead of the usual 2.8. Also, I only ran my first stint for 6:30min, instead of 11 – that was somewhat because I had nothing to focus on (I’m used to seeing my time, etc- and watching sport or something really helps from a distraction point of view). I think I might wear my watch for the next run.. (or my heart rate monitor.. if I can get the thing to sync with RunKeeper, otherwise I’m not sure if it’s worth the effort. Actually – I first need to figure out how to get the bloody thing to work. I’m thinking it might have a flat battery..)
Although, I’ve just checked my route out on Runkeeper, and I think the difference in elevation might have something to do with the run – I’m used to running on flat, so the variations in elevation probably effects the time and difficulty – along with wind, etc – so I’m actually sufficiently happy with this run – I realize I can’t compare it directly to a treadmill run.
Rest Day. Saturday, 28 Jan.
Apart from being a nice rest day – and the tattoo convention!! (which was awesome) – It was also a day of cheats. I had 2 ice-creams- as I’ve already said. I’d have been ok with one. The first one was planned, but the second one – at 9 last night – was unnecessary, and a little overzealous, with sugar cone, dip & caramel flake thing.. sigh. It *was* yummy – so I think I’ll take that away with me – because it’s going to have to last me the next 12 sleekgeek weeks.
And that’s that for now. I should grab a run this evening again (Sunday), so I’ll keep you all posted, as usual. Salute!
not sure. Maybe both. Will push for 12 or 13 min next… Found watching something on the tv really helps – like a cricket or soccer match..
