When you’re out of shape, it’s not fun to run. Seriously. It’s a fight to get out the door because you know within 2 minutes you are going to be feeling the pain. Your thighs will rub together, your lungs will burn, your head starts to pound and holy shit are you thirsty. Why put yourself through that when you can just stay in bed or drink some coffee and read the news before work like a normal person?
Why? Because if you don’t, you’ll be fat and out of shape. So not cute. Also, none of your cute clothes will fit and you’ll have to wear that one pair of Levi’s you bought a size bigger. The pair that you’ve been wearing every single day since you bought them in early December. Good thing your boss is still out of town so there is no one to witness you wearing the same pair of pants day in, and day out.
At first, you could use your surgery as an excuse. There was a lot of swelling and it wasn’t good to run/bike/swim until things are all healed up. Then Christmas came and you ate, drank, and got merry like everybody else. You try to pass it off surgery swelling, but you did NOT have surgery on your ass. Period.
In addition to not working out, you’re eating, drinking, and spending money like there’s no tomorrow.
Well, there is tomorrow and if you don’t get your shit together you’re going to be a broke blob. No one wants to hang out with a broke blob.
This situation calls for drastic measures. A GeekGirl Reboot.
What does a Reboot involve?
Well, for the next 30 days I will work out at least 15 minutes a day. I am shooting for 30 minutes+ every day but understand that I can’t run or go hard everyday right now. A 15 minute run or 15 minutes of weights/yoga/cycling/swimming is a great recovery if I’m feeling worn out. I’m trying to get myself into the routine. Not hurt myself.
Also included in the reboot is NO processed food. I’ve been lazy and eating crap. It started because after my surgery it was hard to cook. Then it just became easier to pick up some junk and call it dinner. No more than 2 glasses of wine a week, preferably on the weekend. No spending on anything but necessities.
A tall order, but really not that hard when you look at it. The main thing that I’ll be documenting are the workouts. I have a feeling the other things will fall into place as my activity level increases.
At stake? A lovely new purse of my choice. I should save enough money to buy one.
What happens if I fail? The challenge resets. I’ll keep trying until I get it right. It would suck to be at day 25, miss a workout and start all over again. That’s some incentive wouldn’t you say?
I think at the end of the 30 days, I should be close to my normal weight. Right now, I’m 10 lbs over my normal weight and about 15-20 over “race weight”. Normal weight is what I weigh when I’m running casually and not eating everything in sight. Race weight is what I weigh when I’m doing 35+miles a week. I’d rather be at race weight, but I know that’s not easy and just kind of happens. I’ll settle with my normal weight.
Stay tuned to see how I do.
I want to point out that even Gio has gained weight. 1.5 lbs which is pretty intense for him. We’ve both been laying around like little blobs.