Friday, May 03, 2013

One Step Forward

I got my fitbit for the holidays last year and usually I am pretty good about wearing it most of my waking hours.

Actually, I feel cheated out of recorded steps as I walk to and from the bathroom when I wake up and am nekkid, so not tracking my steps.

As I mentioned yesterday, I no longer wear it to bed for my sleep activity. It's a great concept, but eh - they say you can't change what you don't measure.  I don't know how measuring my sleep will help me change that aspect of me.

But it took me four full months to actually hit or exceed the set goals for the week.

Yes, I hit one of them on a daily basis, but rarely three and never for an entire week.  Work and weather are the culprits that get in the way.  And yes, it is easy to blame them, but I'm not walking outside for 10,000 steps when it's 18 degrees.  Being chained to a desk most of the days isn't a great way to hit your goals either.

BUT  - it has started to warm up and I'm getting out more with the dog.  On last Saturday, I did almost 19,000 steps.  fitbit called me an 'overachiever'.   Maybe it's just me, but I take that as a slam.  Usually the nerds are called that - and yes, I am a nerd, I get that, but......ouch.

It doesn't hurt that a few weeks ago I returned to the gym.  Yes, I had been doing yoga twice a week, but I'm up to four times per week currently - two of those classes being 90 minutes long.  Now yoga doesn't really get me many steps or floors climbed, but it gets me out - and I purposefully start parking farther away from the gym.

I've also started lifting again. Just curls. I don't think my shoulder is where it needs to be for benching anything and I've come to the realization that it might never be there again.

As much as I'd like to have a more defined body, I have gotten to the place in my head where I am ok with that might not actually happen.  Still, I'm leaps and bounds over where I've ever been, so that might just end up being my peace.

This is not to say I've given up.

No, I'm just mentally resetting expectations.  In certain ways I miss lifting, in others, I don't.  I'd like to be able to get back "there", but I'm an old man in deteriorating body - what can be done until Oscar Goldman is my boss and has extra money in his budget?

I feel better about being back at the gym.  It feels right.

Song by:  Paul Young


anne marie in philly said...

this chubby chick lifts weights to strengthen her muscles. nah, it ain't gonna make me drop pounds, but it will help me keep the arthritis at bay. and I am comfortable with that.

do what you can with the abilities you have; I do!

Wonder Man said...

I totally understand

Ur-spo said...


Pac said...

So much I can relate with in this post.