Guess who just spent an entire hour on the treadmill?
Heck, yeah. I feel close to death.
I kept my heartbeat in the range of 140-155 by going 2.2 mph at a 6.5° incline (more or less–I kept making slight adjustments). Yeah. A whole freakin’ hour. Oh, hey, guess what? I burned 325 calories. Nice…? Yeah? It was exhausting. Just eternal, too, and boring, despite my music player. But I heard some great tunes. I took a mandatory one-minute break every ten minutes by hitting the pause button on the treadmill.
I’m getting desperate to lose weight already. Nothing’s helping. However, I feel pretty good right now considering I just killed it. You’d think I’d be unconscious, or something.
I chose to dedicate this calendar year to fitness, and things haven’t gone well so far. However, now that it’s springtime, I’ve got a boost of spring fever, and I always have more energy overall in the warm season. In winter, working out doesn’t feel natural. I’m not sure why. When it’s warm or hot, I’m more inclined to exercise. I hope. It gives me a feeling of experiencing the weather and the time of year. I’m sure that makes no sense.
At least the gym is indoors, so it should be kept cool in summer. You’d think. We’ll find out.
Come summer, I ought to only walk LuLu around the block during the day and not take her on a longer walk until evening. I usually walk her for half an hour at 10:00 AM (if I’m up) and 3:00 PM. But in summer, getting hot and sweaty and overheated (which happens on long walks) guarantees that I won’t exercise. So I think it might work better to only walk her farther in the evening, after I’ve (ideally) exercised. I’ll also need some hydration on hand: watermelon, frozen fruit for smoothies, and that sort of thing.
I also rode my bike around the block, and it killed my thigh muscles dead. That was earlier today, and the demoralization of it led me to go to the gym. I was also going to use my home gym later today, but goodness gracious, there’s a limit! I’m sure it’ll still be in our basement tomorrow.
I’m trying to find and hire an online fitness coach who can hold me accountable, be encouraging, help with my diet, etc. At this point I have no faith in my own abilities to take control here, and that’s fine. This is why fitness coaches exist.
Like, if I were taking piano lessons, I’d practice to impress the teacher and not get in trouble. I need that level of accountability. If anyone out there is up to the challenge or knows someone virtual, let me know! I’ll probably try a few websites.
I’m convinced I could lose weight if I were to spend an hour on the treadmill every day. However, it’s a huge if. Gigantic, really. But it’s what I’ve set aside for the whole year, so the least I can do is try. It’s a bit frustrating that I keep getting derailed by mental-illness dips, but at least I keep trying, so there’s that.
I feel great right now. I guess that means I didn’t overdo it. However, I’m concerned that such extreme exercising might imbalance my brain chemistry. Let’s face it: my brain chemistry isn’t used to this. If I have a mood swing later today, we’ll know the reason for it.
Oh, hey, I love my new eyeglasses. This isn’t the greatest photo in the world, seeing as I’ve just come from the gym, but here I am with my new eyeglasses:
The problem is that you can’t see the colors very well with the shadows. Here are the glasses:
(But I had smaller nose-pieces put in.) So they’re retro and very cool. They fit me perfectly, and they’ve increased my range of vision. I can see down now. My dad thought I’d gotten bifocals when I told him that, but that’s not the case. Rather, my old glasses had smaller frames, and when I looked down, I was looking beneath the frames. This is amazing. Of course, there’s not much to see down there. But still.
I’m really proud of myself right now. I’m convinced that I could actually lose weight if I could just do this much every day. Go Meg go!! Until now, I didn’t even know I was capable of treadmilling for a whole freakin’ hour.
I hope everyone out there is having a great day!!