"The longest journey begins with a single step." and "You never finish what you never start."
Whilst I started eating well and exercising with intent yesterday, today the journey to light heavyweight really began. Waking up sore from last night's MMA session and tired from all the replays of it that invariably roam through my head all night afterwards keeping me up, I made my way to the bathroom scales feeling a little too much like a walking frame would come in really handy. For some reason I have always done weekly weigh ins on a Thursday, so today was the day. After eating like 3 men on our family holiday over the last two weeks, I knew I was in for a hammering on the scales.I imagine that The only reason I was under 120kg this morning was that I ate well and exercised twice yesterday. I only scraped in under at 119.4, but, I will take that as a small positive in what is otherwise a disappointing number. It's about 3-4 kilos heavier than I was before the holiday. Yikes! But, it is what it is and I can feel the healthy obsession kicking into full swing.
From here it will be weekly recorded weigh ins. Daily calorie and nutrition records kept in a food diary and a lot of regular exercise. It has worked for me in the past. This time, I need to find the thing that makes the changes last. I'm not sure I will have this in me again.
I'm off to do some stretching. I have yet to organise a training partner for the exercise activity I have scheduled for Thursdays. I'm not sure that my body was up to it tonight regardless. I'm building momentum and pulling the big plan together at this stage. More details to come as they fall into place.
The alarm is set for 5.30am tomorrow as it was yesterday. I'm pleased to say that I haven't fallen at the first hurdle.
*small disclaimer - the picture in this post is not me. I'm a dude and my floral undies are navy blue, not black.
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