Last night I went out for drinks and dinner with some friends of mine. I ended up having four or five beers, along with half an order of chicken tenders, half an order of bruchetta, and an order of salmon cooked on a cedar plank with a glaze of brown sugar. So good! Of course it didn't help my weigh-in this morning, but hey -- I don't really go out too much these days, so I was fine with the choice I made.
Oh, yesterday I did the elliptical for 20 minutes again. I'm up to Level 13, and ran for 2.1 miles. My best yet! I don't know how much faster I want to go. Do I want to be running 7 minute miles again?
Back in the day (and by that I mean the fall of 1992), I ran Cross Country for my high school. I sucked. Turns out I don't much care for the whole running thing. I joined because 1) I wanted to be involved in sports of some kind, 2) my friend Mike was going to run, and 3) there was a cute girl who ran, so in my adolescent mind I thought maybe something would happen there.
Of course, like any good episode of The Wonder Years, my choice didn't go as planned. 1) Cross Country isn't so much a sport as an activity, 2) Mike twisted his ankle on the first day and quit -- I'm just not built to quit like that so I toughed it out, and 3) I never spoke to the girl. Nice triple-fail me!!! lol...
So now I find myself "running" again, five days a week. And I've been entertaining thoughts in my head of putting on the running shoes and stepping out into the neighborhood for a jog, and even finding a 5k that I can participate in. WTF? Need I remind myself that I don't like this stuff? That I don't care what my mile split times are? That I've got a loping gait and I'm not much of a natural at this? What's my deal here? Aren't I in it to lose weight? What's up with the desire for expanding my exercise into a real-world activity?? I don't know. I don't know that I'll actually do much about it. Or maybe I'll try it and hate it and be done with it. At the same time, I don't want to put too much stress on my knees, and running at 255 pounds will certainly do that. So I'm kind of holding off, at least until I'm down in the 230s or 220s. But going outside for this would give me better "real world" fitness, and would put a bit of color on my skin.
Gosh my life is hard. ;)