I realize that I haven’t been posting. I get the feeling that I just don’t have that much to say these days. Is it me? Is it my life? Actually, these are essentially the same, aren’t they. In any event, as I stated over a month ago–that would be exactly two posts ago–I am trying to bring my energy level back up by exercising.
I wrote previously that I have lost almost ten pounds. Well, I’ve stopped lifting weights as that doesn’t allow me to loss the weight that quickly. I know, I know. Lifting weights to tone the body is good, but watching the numbers on the scale go down is quite motivating, so I’ve stopped. When I started on the health kick, I weighed a hefty 178 pounds–pretty chunky for 5’6″. Yes, I’m short. They don’t call me Mr. Miyagi for nothing. It was the most I had ever weighed in my life. I had reached 175 before, but that was virtually with no muscles. Not that I have a lot of muscles now, but about 15 years ago I had never worked out with weights, had done little manual labor in my life, and was a pretty sorry (read: blubbery) sight.
After working out on the treadmill last Friday, I got on the scales and was gratified to see that I had broken 160 pounds. Yes, the meter read: 159.5! Woo hoo! Of course, it was right after running for 90 minutes, and predictably I was back above 160 the next day–162 to be exact–but it felt good nonetheless.