Boy, have I ever fallen off of the hamster wheel this summer, and I am really mad at myself. After training so hard last winter and spring, I ran my first half-marathon in May. My plan was to keep running all summer long, and to also start incorporating some strength training into my routine. My week would consist of one interval workout on the treadmill, one body pump class at the gym, and then one long run on the weekend. If I did all of that, and also biked to work most days, I would have been in great shape by the end of the summer.
The problem was of course, that my summer road was paved with good intentions only. I ran fewer than ten times, I did a weight class once, and I only biked on days that weren’t too hot since I don’t have any sort of change room facilities at my office.
If I had managed to keep to my plan, I surely wouldn’t have gained these six pounds that are making all of my pants feel too tight now. I’m sad that those pretty capris that fit just right in May have not been worn in a couple of months now. Why is it so difficult to maintain a simple exercise program, and why is it also so hard not to sabotage my healthy eating in the evenings with snacks that I shouldn’t be having? I can be disciplined all day when I’m at work, but then once the evening hits and the girls are in bed, all I want to do is munch on some chocolate and down a glass of wine. Or two. Or three.
If I knew the answer to why it is so difficult to stay disciplined, and if I could find an easy solution to this problem, I’m quite sure I would be a quadrillionaire many times over. Unfortunately the answer is that there are no easy answers – it just comes down to really hard work.
There is a lovely group of Ottawa women who are currently working very hard towards meeting their health goals. They are writing about their progress at Losing it Ottawa. I am really enjoying reading their updates because they are so open and honest about how it is going. They have ups and downs like we all do, and they are writing in such a personal way that is both motivating and inspiring. I am cheering them on.
For me, now I have to decide where I want to go from here. I know that I want my pants to fit the way they used to, and for me that will be mostly about eating healthy. When I was in my twenties I could go for a three kilometre run and be guaranteed to lose a pound, but those days are long gone, and it seems to be all about food now. Dinner portion sizes and snacking in the evenings are my downfalls, so I need to be disciplined. I have done this before, it’s just a matter of deciding to do it and following through.
Although exercise may not make too much a difference for my waistline (or let‘s be honest, buttline), it does make me feel better and stronger, and I need to get back into it. I just haven’t decided what I really want to do. I enjoyed doing the half-marathon, but the long runs on the weekends truly depressed me until they were out of the way. Perhaps now that I have trained for this once, it will be easier next year, but I’m honestly not sure. Tony and I have been treadmill shopping recently because having one at home would make it so easy to get in a workout in between the regular house routines. I am quite confident that I would really use it too.
I also like doing weights at the gym, though it is sometimes hard to get there. I am currently a member at Goodlife and I can go there at lunchtime, but it is so busy there that it becomes quite unpleasant. There is zero personal attention given to members during the jam-packed classes, and no one has ever once come by to check in with me while using any of the equipment. Recently a new gym called Marshall’s opened up in Hintonburg. Marshall himself is on site most of the time, and my sweet friend Joanne is a personal trainer and manager there. I have worked out twice with Joanne now at Marshall‘s, and I really loved it, so that would be a great option for me too. But then I also miss doing yoga too…
So in summary, I have to buy a treadmill, buy a new gym membership, pay for some yoga classes, and make sure that I get in all my workouts. On top of that, eat less, and, gasp, drink less red wine.
It is even more obvious to me now, there is truly no easy answer to this.