I ain’t what I used to be…
Monday, September 17th, 2007 | General
I ambitiously hopped on the treadmill today in the hopes to dissolve the extra cellulite I’ve seemed to have been able to accumulate over these past few weeks. While the culinary marvel that I have enjoyed over the past few weeks has been a wonderful love affair for my taste buds and belly, everyplace else that doesn’t need more padding on me certainly has more now.
There should be a study done on the effectiveness of weight gain during an individual’s attendance in an educational institution for any period of time. I do re-call the encounter with the freshman 15, while for me it had to have been an even larger wrestling match with the Freshman 25 and me succumbing to the will and strength of that 25, I finally overcame that just 3 years ago.
Today, however, was a battle I have yet to defeat. It in fact conquered me, annihilated me. So much so that just after 50 minutes of running I had to get off stop, breathe, sit, put head between legs (so as not to make a bigger fool of myself for passing out) and just sit there for a bit. This disheartened me.
At the megotech company that saw it fit to let me go, I was able to feed my need for speed on the treadmill in their gym. In fact daily, it was a routine in which I will never forget. In form and motion it was an Astair and Rogers tap dance routine with Astair as the treadmill in the lead and me as Rogers with the energy to keep me tapping along for 6+ miles. Awww I miss those days. Unfortunately, I have been remiss in that daily regime and I can feel it, everytime I put on a pair of pants that just came out of the dryer.
I was moved to complete exhaustion today. I couldn’t believe I ever ran 6+ miles on a treadmill in my life. I know the culprit. It’s the manifestation of all the incredible provisions I have been allotting myself. That and the increase in sedidentary lifestyle I am forced to live and that I can most honestly blame on school. The drive to academic achievement, the price? My gluteus maximus. It also could be… my age….that I had grapefruit for breakfast… I’m out of practice… outta shape.
Tomorrow will be the test. Although, with the amount of homework piling up I could only hope to even see just a fraction of the face that woos me to slenderness.
Ah but weight isn’t everything. Life is to be enjoyed, to love, laugh, eat, drink and be happy… and I can’t say I’ve been missing any of that, only when I have to sit and do homework with a package of bon bons at my side to remind me, there is an end to this misery, it may be another 6 months, but hey bon bons will be here forever! 
6 Comments to I ain’t what I used to be…
Honey, you’re FINE. I keep telling you that, and you keep ignoring me. You look gorgeous.
Thanks sweets.
Just call it apart of my make up. A heap of obsessive compulsiveness with a pinch of neurosis and of course a smidgeon of both sugar and spice.
GhostDogSeptember 22, 2007
50 minutes is a long freakin’ time to run. 6 miles is far. Good for you. I wish I had the time to do 50 minutes. Maybe on the days I don’t lift.
I was doing the bike a lot recently, and it’s about worthless. I can’t burn as many calories on it as I can on the elliptical. But it’s easier to watch video podcasts on.
Not sure about you, but for me it’s about being healthy and feeling comfortable. 20 pounds ago, people didn’t say I looked fat or anything, but I wasn’t healthy (high cholesterol, fatty liver, etc.) and wasn’t comfortable. So I did something about it. I don’t consider it an obsession. I just want to stay healthy and comfortable, because I like it. I want to be around a long damn time to pester B.
And the workouts are a great stress reliever.
You totally nailed it GD.
It IS about being healthy, for sure. How we feel in our own skin and our own longevity. I never thought you looked “fat”. I almost steer clear from that word anymore because its so derogatory, it truly is about being healthy.
Good for you for doing something about how you were feeling. It takes a lot of dedication and discipline.
The stress release and endorphin kick is what makes me push myself.
I am not a fan of the stationary bike, it’s just definitely not as impactful as the elliptical or treadmill.
Here’s to being healthy!
GhostDogSeptember 25, 2007
Thanks.
I hid it well, I suppose. You’d think being 30lbs overweight would be hard to hide. At least those diet commercials would have you believe that.
Couldn’t hide it from the doc, though. I’m a little disappointed in myself that it took a minor ’scare’ of less-than-stellar lab results to push me into it. I didn’t want to have to take cholesterol and/or BP meds, and I don’t want to be diabetic (like my mom).
Then there’s ski patrol - needing to be more fit to get through my apprentice year and being around fitter, healthier people is a good motivator, too.
Yeah, motivators such as ski patrol really help.
Don’t be disappointed in yourself, it’s only natural to not know the details and we don’t know until such information as you discovered through the lab results.
I didn’t realize your mom was diabetic, hence a real drive to a healthy weight. You will be all the better for it and live longer too.
You should be darn proud of yourself now.
September 18, 2007