It was a little chilly tonight as I set out on my walk. Strange. It was so nice all day while I was stuck inside at work. When I got home I had a nice dinner and then went for my walk. Old habits… I took my keys with me. Not sure why. I didn’t drive to the track, I walked. And there were my keys hanging like dead weight in my pocket annoying me. Old habits…. So accustomed to driving everywhere. The thought of walking to the track… Almost an alien thing to me. Does it make sense to drive half a mile so I can walk three?
When I was a child I lived in a town with no school busses and in those days parents didn’t drive you to school. We walked. We walked everywhere. It was the normal thing to do. We would walk from our house on the hill all the way to the high school on the other side of town so we could watch the Saturday game. Then we walked back. Up the hill. In winter… 1.3 miles each way. We didn’t think anything of it. We just went.
Now I am proud of myself for walking the half mile to the track so I can walk 2 or 3 miles… Strange.
I hiked ten miles on Saturday, 4 miles yesterday and walked 4 tonight. Three days, 18 miles. Just have to get out and do it.
I think I mentioned that I am now in the 240’s. I have left the 250’s behind, I believe for good. I have to admit that I have amazed myself. I look at the chart, I look at the calendar and I am amazed that someone could lose more than 55 pounds so quickly and feel so good, be so fit.. Then I realize that I am that person and I am dumbstruck.
Still have not had red meat since March 14 or an egg since I have no idea when….
The progress continues. I am still losing at a rate of 0.47 pounds per day. Of course that includes the rapid weight loss when I started. Over the last month I have lost at a rate of 0.3 pounds per day. Still quite aggressive. Still feeling good.
I saw a man walking on the track today. A man probably around my age. As I watched him walk slowly around the track I thought “that is me 4 months ago”. He walked the outside lane on the track so as not to impede faster walkers and runners. He walked with heavy steps carrying a large body. I would guess he is around 300 pounds. I wanted to encourage him but he seemed, to me, unapproachable for some reason. But he was out there. He was doing it. As I did the bleacher-sets and my calf was aching and my hips and knees were uttering minor protests, it occurred to me that the only parts of my body not complaining are my lungs and my heart. I was not winded. I was not tired. I ran ten of the 20 bleacher-sets that I did today including the last 5. Unthinkable just a short time ago.. Yes, that man was me 4 months ago. If I see him again I will try to engage him in conversation and let him know it can be done and he is doing it.
I am still thinking about running. Have done a very little bit of it. I know that I can… at least I think I can… So why don’t I just do it? Fear? I don’t know… getting silly I guess. I think I need a snake behind me…. THAT WOULD GET ME RUNNING