Yes, yes I know. Like everyone else that writes a blog, I swear that I will update the journal on a regular basis…and then I don’t. That said, updating every week when there’s nothing to say would arguably be worse. Anyway, it’s been around three months since my last post, so without further ado…
In terms of weight loss, from being 110kg, or over 17 stone in May of 2012, as of this morning (the 3rd March 2013), I’m now 89.8kg, or 14 stone 2lbs. As far as BMI goes, I’m still apparently slightly overweight, so I’m going to continue with my calorie deficit eating plan for now. Since the new year, people seem to have been commenting on my weight loss, observing that I look different, and that I look good, in some examples. However, a few people I know what perhaps suggested I don’t need to consider losing any more weight. They may be right. I think it is certainly a case of being happy with the way you are, and I am, to an extent. But having lost three stone in ten months after ten years of slowly putting it on, and not knowing how to do anything about it, I’ve got the bit between my teeth now. I want to push on, to see how far I can take it, to be able to say that for at least a year or two of my life, I had the body of an underwear model. Hey, every man has his dream, right?
On a more practical note, I think my knee problem was exacerbated by the extra weight I was carrying for so long. I had my final physiotherapy session with Shona in January, and she was happy enough with the condition of the joint to suggest I didn’t need any further appointments. I still have grumbling pain in my knee, but it’s improved so far over the course of the last year, and a good deal of that was down to Shona helping me understand what was going on physically, and how to build up my confidence in using the knee again.
I am still progressing towards my goal of running a 5k, although I’m taking such a circuitous route about doing it, you’d be forgiven for thinking I’m doing nothing at all. I’ve signed up for Pedal for Scotland in September (it’s a long story), and so I’ve been taking a couple of spin classes a week, as well as the old faithful Saturday Pilates session, and fitting in a visit to the gym whenever I can. I had a programme update at the leisure centre this morning, having not done so in far too long. The difference in how I felt immediately afterwards was noticeable; I hadn’t been shocking my body enough recently for my workouts to have as much effect as they should have. And, for the next four weeks at least, I’m going to be going to a circuit training class run by my sister’s friend.
It hasn’t all been positive though. I’ve stopped going to karate. I did enjoy it to an extent, but it was taking up too much time and money, and as a result of a difference of opinion I had with a classmate, I found I was spending all day Tuesday and Thursday worrying about that evening’s class. I have something of a history of grinding my teeth when something is preying on my mind, and inevitably, my teeth began to start acting up. When this happens, it’s a sensation I find particularly abhorrent, so I made the decision to take a sojourn. And the teeth feel much better.
I’m still weighing up the pros and cons of buying those £100 running shoes, so the 5k and a return to football is still very much a target, but I feel like I’m slowly getting closer to it.
