I started my new job in mid-December. Gone were the days of $12/month gyms. On the other hand, gone too were the days of spending upwards of 2 hours in my car each day heading to or from work. Now, work was a 10-minute drive from home (on a busy day).
From the day I started my new job, I knew riverside walks wouldn't get the job done. If I wanted to really shed the pounds, I needed to join a gym. And to take advantage of my erratic schedule, 24 Hour Fitness seemed like the perfect choice.
I was hoping to take advantage of the whole "new year, new YOU!" type promotions - in other words, I tried to capitalize on the New Years resolutions, which seemed like logical promotions.
It would end up being two weeks without working out. And it was incredibly difficult. I didn't want to become one of those workout-burnouts after just five weeks of trying like crazy to lose weight. In other words, I didn't want to fall back into the same trap I'd become ensnared in many times before.
One night, I came up with the bright idea of running up and down the stairs at my home. Three days later, I could walk again. My knees didn't fully forgive me for a week.
I did the river walk one night. Really stepped it up, too. Walked more than usual. But it was time.
So I signed up on a Monday night and was in on the elliptical pretty regularly for the next three months. I played basketball occasionally, but the court was usually busy. So it was on the elliptical four days a week for between 33-48 minutes. Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday. If I missed a day, I had the weekends. I kept track of my progress on the scale. The weight continued going down, down, down.
My eating habits were good, too. I wasn't really making food for myself, though. Cooking was not yet an art I'd mastered. Things were good. Life was good.
Then I moved. Another change was on the horizon.
To be continued ...
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