I am the yo-yo gym member type – I go for a year or two all out with exercise and healthy diet, vitamins, read fitness websites, scrutinize ingredients, lecture people on the merits of exercie and diet, etc….. then, for some mysterious reason I start slacking off until I stop alltogether, and I don’t move for another few months, or sometimes even a year or two. Luckily, I do have a switch that tells me enough is enough, so I don’t let myself go ridiculously out of shape, although it’s ridiculous that I do this yo-yo thing.
I did boot camp up until the summer of 2017, then fell off the wagon. This is in spite of my expensive membership being paid up for the year by my insanely generous daughter, because she insists that I exercise. Terrible way to repay her generosity and love, I know. Well, the switch went off just a few days ago. Actually I saw it turn on but ignored it for a while until a few days ago.
Out of shape. Low endurance, overweight by at least 20 lbs (and that’s being kind to myself). Joints in my feet, ankles, hands and fingers have been getting progressively worse since this summer during my inactivity. In addition to not moving, (I sit at the desk at work 8 hours straight) I have been drinking lattes with sugar and eating pastry for breakfast, often loads of pasta for dinner, even visited the fast food joints for something greasy and salty several times. Christmas was a grastronomical disaster with all the cookies and cakes and what not. So here I am once again.
I don’t know if this will redeem me, probably not, but my reason for not doing boot camp this time around is my mother. She had a stroke in February 2017 which left her incapacitated (a whole other story), and I put it into my head that if I exert myself I might suffer a similar fate. People thought it was laughable but to me it wasn’t… so I just stopped exerting myself and ate. Makes perfect sense, right? 🙂
The New Year arrived, and there was no way out of it. Someone in the fitness industry told me that if I don’t exert myself, THEN(!) I could follow my mother’s fate – something I needed to hear. Also, my daughter who works out in the same gym has been pushing me for months to come back. So with all this nudging I ran out of procrastination. On January 7th, 2018 I had a healthy dinner of salmon, quinoa, broccoli and blueberries and went to bed early, pretty scared about the next morning. On January 8th, 2018 my alarm woke me at 4:45am and I stayed in bed till almost 5am, trying to psych myself up for my re-entry into the boot camp world.
Well, once again, I was amazed that I lasted through 4 circuits of 3 rounds each, and didn’t gasp for air, nor did I turn purple. I got several welcome back hugs, and all was back to normal again. One saving grace about being an on and off gym member all my life is muscle memory. I have to remind myself next time (hoping there won’t be a next time) that restarting is not so bad because the muscles remember. I thought it would be easy breezy from there on since I survived the first day, but then the following happened.
The gym was starting a 6 week health challenge and I immediately joined the group. To join the challenge costs $100 but they give it back if I reach my 3 week goal. (Actually my daughter gets it back, because once again, she insited on paying to make sure I do this). I got weighed and set my 3 week goal to loose 10 lbs. I was given a low carb diet for the first week based on a list of foods in each food group. Today is Day 4 on this diet and this is so far the worst day. I feel drained, but was told that it is to be expected. This diet is to change the way my body gets its energy, which I won’t go into here. I found it necessary to cheat just a little bit by eating 1/2 slice of gluten free bread, and two teasponns of peanut butter, otherwise I felt like I was going to pass out at work. I have to plan my meals better. So it’s a rough start, but I am doing, and the huge sign on the gym’s chalkboard, “YOU CAN, END OF STORY” – keeps me motivated. I lost 2 lbs in 2 days, 1.3 lbs to go this week if I am to get the 100 bucks back for my daughter.
By the way, ever since I started back again, and the diet, my joints dont’ hurt. I feel them, but they don’t hurt hurt. I can even do pushups which I thought I wouldn’t be able to due to the bad wrist pain. Hoping for the best going forward.