Firstly, the excuse....
I have just finished a 3 year project in work...it went live in November and meant 7 day weeks, working thru the night etc. for a couple of months.
And the horrible reality....
I stepped on the scales this evening after a very gluttinous Christmas and weighed 15st8.5lbs. I am now well over any weight I have been since i took up running. I am also the unfittest I've been in years, in fact since I started running 4 years ago.
I stopped cycling in August, did very little exercise in September, ran a bit in October, but only went out once in November & once in December!!
So, no more 'I must lose weight', now its moving on to 'I am going to lose weight'. I've noticed how the lack of fitness has slowed me down when I bring the kids to the park.
After another heavy carb day(dinner in my sisters house with cakes & nibbles afterwards) I decided to go out for my first run in a month.
I went for 5km (well 4.9 really) down to the Coast Road and back. Lovely run.
It felt good but hip still sore (pretty much always sore actually, ahh, the joys of middle age).
I have just finished a 3 year project in work...it went live in November and meant 7 day weeks, working thru the night etc. for a couple of months.
And the horrible reality....
I stepped on the scales this evening after a very gluttinous Christmas and weighed 15st8.5lbs. I am now well over any weight I have been since i took up running. I am also the unfittest I've been in years, in fact since I started running 4 years ago.
I stopped cycling in August, did very little exercise in September, ran a bit in October, but only went out once in November & once in December!!
So, no more 'I must lose weight', now its moving on to 'I am going to lose weight'. I've noticed how the lack of fitness has slowed me down when I bring the kids to the park.
After another heavy carb day(dinner in my sisters house with cakes & nibbles afterwards) I decided to go out for my first run in a month.
I went for 5km (well 4.9 really) down to the Coast Road and back. Lovely run.
It felt good but hip still sore (pretty much always sore actually, ahh, the joys of middle age).
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