The time has come. I’ve been systematically looking at possible wellness revisions for me and now it’s time to put some plans into action. There’s going to be efforts to revise my training regime, alter some eating habits, real attempts to cut out some calories and hopefully lose some of the flab I’ve developed. I’m like Paul Simon’s Al – “why am I soft in the middle now?”
Empirically I’m almost 23 pounds over my goal weight. In the last two years I’ve packed on over 10 pounds at least. My doctor says I’m still okay on the BMI scale but that the added weight may be taking a toll on my joints in the running. If that’s what I’m worried about, she said, (and I am), then she advised maybe I should cut out wine at dinner and skip desserts now and again to sort it. I’m also trying to cut back on my Diet Coke intake… and she told me I should have one a week. I thought she was kidding… then I thought she was trying to check my reflexes… then I thought she wanted to do a stress test to see if my heart could handle such a shock to the system. Turns out she was serious. One a week? That’s just not going to happen. I mean, I’m going to try and change but I’m still me, ya know?
Small moves on a daily basis. Cumulatively that’ll make a big change by the end of the summer. That’s my plan.
The summer of change starts… now.
Day 1:
The first run of June did not go well. Lots of walking and slow, slow, S-L-O-W. But maybe that’s okay. Maybe starting with a faltering setback is a good reminder of why I need to start again and rebuild and take the time to do it right this time. There are no shortcuts.