Yesterday I bought a pair of flared yoga pants.
I don’t do yoga.
Next, I’m looking for a pair of powder blue corduroy jeans. I haven’t seen corduroy in a long time, so it should be coming back soon!
I’ve lost 41 lbs. since January 1, (yes, you can keep your New Year’s resolutions) and a
close friend acquaintance told me she could tell I had lost weight because my face looked thinner! Imagine that!
No, I didn’t do it riding my bike
No, I didn’t buy a Ninja juicer or find a magic “fat burner”,
I bought my husband and sister Fit Bits for Christmas and I let their
obsessive/compulsive personalities love of technology lead the way. Once they figured out that they could download the Fit Bit app to their phone and computer, they were on a roll. So, I bought myself a Fit Bit and the competition was on!
Walk 6-7 miles, burn over 2000 calories and eat 1500-1600 calories daily, and you lose weight. Easy peasy.
I have to change my “About” page, because the bike is in a stationary trainer right now. I started having some vertigo issues late last year, so to remain vertical I had to make some changes.
I started out by dragging the dog around the neighborhood. I say dragging, because he wasn’t as enthusiastic at walking at a fast clip. He prefers sniffing and peeing on every pillar and post.
Speaking of the dog…
He just finished his Grand Champion points in June, so we only have 99 points to go for his Bronze.
Did I mention obsessive/compulsive earlier?
Advance warning… language alert. One or two 4-letter words 😯
But I think it’s hilarious!
By Justme, Whitedog,
Daddy took me for a walk the other day! Mommy said she had to get the camera and record it for posterior off the couch…umm maybe it was posterity. She said he must have had a surge of… dolphins or maybe dorphins. Something like that.
Daddy has been all excited ’cause he bought this thing so he can play with Mom…
Mom tried riding this thing, but she said she thought she was gonna die, so she got off!
Now Mom and Dad go off and leave me to guard the fort while they ride. Mom said she’s trying to get Dad past the 4 mile mark.
I told Mom, ‘good luck’. Dad loves his couch 🙂
(I’ve been reading fitness blogs again)
05:45 alarm goes off and I stretch
05:45 jump out of bed with bilateral calf cramps (OMG, OMG)
05:45 even my toes are cramping (good grief)
05:46 walking it off on my way to the bathroom (ouch, ouch)
05:46 Achilles tendonitis reminds me to stretch, stretch, stretch 20 reps
05:46 shuffle into kitchen (coffee, I need coffee)
05:47 Pour my first cup of coffee
05:48 my ilio-tibial band reminds me that it’s there (dang, ouch)
05:48 stetch, stretch…20 reps
05:49 shuffle outside to drink coffee and count the ways my body is ‘alive’
05:50 sit on my porch bench…ouch, sciatic nerve comes to life (dang, are you ever going to go away?)
05:51 cross ankle over knee lean into stretch the pelvic girdle, 10 reps each side
05:55 deep breathe and contemplate how much I love, love, love riding my bicycle
By Florida standards, it was frigid today. For some reason, Whitedog had me up at 02:00 and again at 04:00 a.m. to make his rounds and do his business. The wind was blowing pretty good, making it feel even colder. I slept in until almost 08:00, once I got back to sleep, and it was 40 degrees when I ventured out with my first cup of coffee. I like greeting the morning outside, letting the weather and the coffee gently bring me out of the fog of sleep. The day before, it was warm and raining…shorts weather. Florida weather is pretty fickle and I figure the big chill was a taste of the snow storms up north, blown in with the north wind.
The sun was gleaming today, with no humidity left in the atmosphere, making the day sparkly and crisp. As I was sipping my second cup of coffee, I glanced over at my Vita and decided that today was the day. Today was 60 days since I fell and broke my pelvis and I just needed to get back on the bike. I have missed cycling more than I can say. I waited until the temperature was up to 48 degrees, but the wind was still blowing 7-10 mph, so I layered up and set off on my first ride in 2 months. At first, I noticed that my left leg felt weaker than the right, but after a good 15 minutes of warm up at 8 mph, I was feeling pretty good. I tried to keep my cadence below 70 rpms and several times I caught myself climbing to 80-90 rpms. I was so elated to be cycling again, it was difficult to maintain a slower cadence. My average speed was 9.6 mph for 38 minutes, with the exception of a short sprint at 14.2 mph to avoid the gnashing teeth of a small ankle biter.
I ended up putting in 6.13 miles and could have probably gone even further, but I didn’t want to push my luck. Slow and steady wins the race, sometimes. My total miles since July 6, (with 2 months off recovering) are 401.5. Not too bad for an old lady 🙂