Time to get back at it. I haven’t done anything since I wrecked my scooter and broke 2 ribs three months ago. I’m mostly healed now, but occasionally my right side hurts when I move just right. I imagine this is what Jackie Chan’s stunt coordinators must feel like on a good day.
Anyway, I haven’t been going to the Y and walking my 30 minutes on the treadmill. And I’ve been slacking off on the food front. I try to keep my food intake to 80% real food, and 20% crap, and that seems to work out well. 20% gives me enough cushion that I can enjoy being out and about with people, and not have to be that person that looks over the menu to find low-carb this, or some-other-bullshit that, in a predictably pointless example of health conscience delusion.
On a little side note, here’s what I’m talking about:
Did you know The Cheesecake Factory’s Grilled Chicken and Avocado Club sandwich is 1400 calories? If you have fries with that, you’re looking at 1970 calories.
Yes, 1970 calories. It’s chicken. It’s grilled. It’s got avocado. Is there any reason this thing shouldn’t be good for you? Yet, somehow, they’ve completely managed to fuck it up. (If I still ate the way I used to, I would probably worry about this).
Anyway, since I haven’t been exercising, and my food intake has shifted to 70% real food and 30% crap, I’ve put on 8 lbs. Not much, right? Well, after almost a year of heading in a healthier direction, I’m not used to feeling like shit all the time, and now I can feel the difference those 8 lbs. make. I’m 266 lbs. now. How the hell did I do anything when I weighted 310?
On Monday, I’ll be heading to Red Coyote Running and Fitness where I hope to find some new shoes because the Monday after that, I’ll be attending their 10-week Newbie Program, which “is designed for people who have never run before or who have not run for a very long time, and want a structured introduction to help get in shape without getting injured along the way”. Oh, yeah, I didn’t come up with this brilliant idea myself. I let Traci talk me into it. 
Fucking hell.
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Yea!
I told my cousin I’d run a 5K with her in November. I’ve never run more that 2 minutes at a time, so I’m doing the Couch to 5K program…eight weeks. Eeeek!
I went to the first meeting of the program on Monday, and one of the owners said that their program is based on the Couch to 5K program. 10-weeks, instead of 8. Other than that, I think we’re basically doing the same thing.
2 minutes is awesome compared to my ability. I’ve never been a good runner, and I do mean never. Not even as a kid.