For a long while when growing up, I could eat whatever I wanted and I didn’t put on weight. As I’ve got older, the pounds are creeping on, and are getting harder to shift.
Up until I the wedding late last year, I was just about keeping on top of it although I was still about three-quarters of a stone over where I wanted to be. After the honeymoon, we both started on a 3-month course of a set of three detox tablets (seaweed, black radish, other natural stuff that you’d not likely eat out of choice), and although this went well for six weeks, once I got out of the habit of taking the tablets each morning, my weight seemed to go up.
My new goal is to reduce my weight, get a little fitter, and look a little better, with an arbitrary deadline of the end of July when I’m off to the WordCamp in Chicago.
I don’t really enjoy doing exercise for exercise’s sake – I’d rather be doing something competitive and get fit as a by-product of trying hard to do well at that. It keeps my mind off of the hard-work, and having to play against other people means you don’t get chance for a rest.
Previously I used to play badminton a couple of times a week, including in a league (we were rubbish), as it’s something I enjoy. In Malaysia I was playing badminton, squash, futsal, and doing swimming within my social week, so I was keeping active. Since we’ve got back though, I’d not got around to finding a local badminton club.
Well, now I have. Unfortunately, they run on a Thursday night, which means I’m already missing at least one a month as I organize the Basingstoke Tweetup, but it’s a start – one and a half hours of near constant movement. I may try and attend another local badminton or squash club later in the year.
In terms of other exercise, given that I sit in front of a keyboard all day, and the occasional walk into town for lunch, I’m trying to make an effort and doing some of the exercise DVDs that the missus bought but doesn’t use. I’ve not got into a ritual of doing them yet, but any time I have a mental block about what work to do next, I’ll go downstairs and do a work out for a bit.
In terms of healthy eating, it’s definitely more miss than hit, but I have started making a conscious effort to cut out the obvious problem foods – I rarely have fizzy drinks, I’ve stopped eating crisps, and I’ve limited myself to one small treat (and even just one biscuit) a day.
I am eating some fruit (still not enough) most days, and I go through phases of making sure I drink lots of water. I’m cutting out tea (and I never drink coffee anyway) for the whole of June, so my plain water consumption should be high until I can hopefully get into a habit. I’ve already gone without tea for the last 10 days anyway, so I shouldn’t end up so lethargic as I did the last time I cut out caffeine for two weeks.
I’ve got a long way to go – I’d ideally like to drop about one and a half stones of fat, and gain about half a stone of muscle, but I’ve not set that as an actual target – anything I improve is a good thing.
If you’ve struggled to get yourself fit and healthy, and succeeded, what tips can you give?