Although most of the people reading this blog know me in real life, or have already seen a picture of me, let me fill the rest of you in:
I am overweight. Like, more than a little. Dare I say it on teh internetz? Fat!
At any rate, a multi-front assault has begun to remedy the situation. It is going to be a long time to get where I'm going, and it's going to be a freakin' pain, but that's the situation I'm in now because I put it off for so long and let it get out of hand.
Not unlike, oh, say, the renovation of highway 40.
Because I'm sure my attention span won't let me blog about it all in one day, let's break this mofo up.
Part I: THE GYM
In high school my family belonged to the YMCA, as did several of my friends. It made for good company, although I don't remember ever going consistently for more than two weeks. I wasn't really feeling the working out in college...there were boyfriends and engineering.
Lucky for me, my totally awesome neighbor invited me to come along to her gym. It's not too far from where we are here, and I was pretty psyched to have someone to be responsible to. Our schedules haven't really synched up for going, but she's still very good support, which I haven't really had like this before.
I met one of the personal trainers there, who is just a very normal and laid back guy my age, and decided to do some sessions with him. I'm not working out with him every time I go...because... WHO HAS THAT KIND OF MONEY, HOLY SHIT. But first I did 1 week between sessions, and then two weeks, and now 1 month between. This gives me official accountability (and a chance to have losses "on the books"), plus a good (and updated) plan to follow in the down time.
What's working now is shooting to go 4 days a week directly after work, and then I get to skip whichever one of those I need to (so actually, 3 days a week) - one of the days has upper body weights, one has lower body weights.
Let me just share with you all right now the best thing the trainer has taught me so far. It probably should have been obvious. Maybe you already know, but...
Intervals for the elliptical machine. 1 minute normal speed, 20 seconds faster. Oh my GOD, it makes it SO much less boring, but also forces you to keep up the intensity. I wonder if I had known this in highschool if I would have stuck with cardio more, hm.
It's going pretty well. I can't even tell you how fast I have built up from "really pathetic" cardio endurance to "could run away from serial killers in horror movies until the shot cuts." It's pretty great. So great, in fact, that I have *gasp* wanted to run. I have had a common but frustrating knee issue since high school (more about that another day), but have been able to manage it well so far by buildling up very, very gradually on running.
IF YOU WERE SKIMMING, PAY ATTENTION NOW.
It's going really well. As I said, I have decided to brave running, boucing and jiggling fervently, everyone else at the gym be damned. And I felt good about it! Until while staring ahead in the mirror, I saw an unpleasantly familiar face get on to the elliptical behind me.
... It was a boy I briefly (and in poor judgement) dated in middle school.
I can think of a few people I would have been less happy to see, but... it's a short list. It did not end well. I actively avoided him in high school, and made fun of his lame DJing in college (and was friends with him on Facebook to watch the train wreck. TKE! hehehehe)
I like to think that I can deflate awkward situations, if nothing else by pointing out the awkwardness and having a good nervous laugh over it. But...no dice. I just could not possibly imagine a good outcome of it. What would he say?
"Oh, I didn't recognize your chubby ass, although now I see that you're wearing one of the Third Eye Blind shirts you've HAD since middle school..."
"In addition to having lost of all this weight [he has, that jerk], I'm also now independently wealthy and sleeping with Carmen Electra."
God. When I told Wal, he said, "Well, you didn't like that gym anyway, right?"
Lol. I'm not going to quit because of that. If I'm there 3-4 times a week and I've never seen him? I don't think I probably have to worry about seeing him again. Oh well.
P.S! Love to Meg @ Just Purge and her series, Gym Shorts. There are a bunch of innnnteresting people there I think she'd enjoy.