Friday Quote Day

I suck at speed drills, too.
~ Shrinking Knitter

No, no, here's a real quote to contemplate today:

Our greatest glory
is not in never failing,
but in rising
every time we fall.
~ Confucious

It was hot and humid again yesterday, so I attempted the prescribed speed drill on the dreadmill. How'd that work for me?

Not so much.

Did a one-mile warm-up at a brisk walking pace, ran flat out [for me – about 5.3 mph] for half a mile and had to back the speed down to a walk again. I quit after two miles and logged it as an easy run instead of a speed workout.

I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who doesn't like speed drills, and I'm also thinking maybejustmaybe my expectations for myself are pretty high this early in the program. I know I have to push myself, but I'm not interested in getting hurt or in making the whole experience something to dread.

I want it to be fun, dammit – fun!

Food was good yesterday. I know I don't mention food or weight much any more and here's why. Most of the time I eat according to plan, which means keeping calories below 1400 and keeping a 30-50-20 ratio of protein-carbs-fat. Or thereabouts. Carbs are of the whole-grain, fruit and vegetable variety, protein is lean [when's the last time you had a well-marbled ribeye?] and fat is olive oil. I occasionally plunge into a bag of Goldfish Pretzels, but that's not a daily thing and who doesn't occasionally have a bad day?

Since I'm Doing the Right Food Thing most of the time and running and strength-training and now yoga-ing and still staying the same weight, it's just downright frustrating to talk about it. Or, rather, write about it.

So I don't. And I try not to think about it, either, although it's nearly impossible not to. When the majority of your thoughts since you were about 11 have been focused on getting thinner, when your nightly prayer is 'please, God, let me wake up skinny,' well – it's hard to turn those thoughts off.

God's not going to make me skinny. No one is, as a matter of fact, because I'm never going to be skinny; that's just not my body type. I can be healthy, though. And there's lots of room to be healthIER.

If I could only figure out what else I need to do.

I've been closely following M@rla's daily intake/output report. She's not weighing herself; she's just predicting – based on the eat less/move more theory – what she should lose. I think she's going to step on the scale after four weeks of the experiment – is that right, Miss M?

The discipline she's employing is inspiring. The only way I could not weigh myself every day is to toss the scale. The courage in putting it all out there is inspiring, as well.

Like Confucious said, sorta, what it takes is getting back up when we fall.

I think we're all doing pretty well with that.