So. I’m fifty.
Yeah yeah, I know. Age is a state of mind. You’re only as old as you feel. 50 is the new 30. Daddies are so in right now. Blah blah blah.
I just don’t like this number. It “feels” old. Even if I act like a teenager, I’m viewed as old by society in general. AARP. Less employable. Closer to retirement. All of it.
Me no likey.
As a preemptive strike, about 3 weeks before my birthday I had a serious talk with myself. It came after weighing myself at a rotund 230 pounds.
230! After walking every day at lunch. And biking to work almost every day. And working out at the gym a minimum of 5 days a week. And I’ve watched the needle steadily creep up and up over the past few years.
Enough was enough though. I was turning 50. It was time for a serious change. My current methods weren’t cutting it (obviously).
So I signed up for the 60 day fitness challenge at the gym. They help you with workouts and diet and training. And I started working with a personal trainer to give me ideas to break up my routine.
I’ve started doing more weights. More strength training. Different cardio. High intensity workouts that get my pulse going.
My diet has been greatly altered. Much more protein. More raw vegetables. More leafy greens. Some fresh fruit and berries. Some muscle milk smoothies. No cereal. Basically no bread. No sweets. No processed sugars. Limited dairy (I still eat yogurt and some cheese).
The good news? I feel better. Joints and back and other areas don’t seem to be bothering me. I’m more mobile with better ranges of motion. I think I look thinner (and a couple people have said I do) and my clothes are feeling less snug. I also think I may be sleeping better as a benefit.
The bad news? The scale is my enemy. I’d been avoiding it, because I didn’t want to be disappointed. But the other day I dared it. And was disappointed.
The needle has moved. And downward. Just not that far.
My goal is to get to 200. I honestly should probably weigh 185 or so for my frame. But that would mean seriously leaning out. I’d settle for two bills. Hell, I’d even settle for 210 and my 70’s sweaters fitting better this fall.
So- there is more work to be done. I have about 30 more days in the challenge. And more personal training sessions coming up.
I just want to go into this winter set up to not bloat like I always do. And it would be nice to start my 2020 New Years resolutions with something other than weight loss.