My wife and I, yet again thanks to having to endure the endless amounts of eating forced upon ourselves during the Christmas and New Years holidays, have decided it's time for us to lose some weight.
We are once again going to impose the "Code of the Weight Watcher's Ethos" upon ourselves and are going to become more calorically vigilant. No more will I feast on those [insert appropriate snack food, such as Hickory Sticks or Ruffles, here] and Coke on Friday/Saturday (sometimes Tuesday ... or any other day ending in 'day') nights.
"No!", I say. Or, more accurately, "No!", says my wife.
So, I come to the point in the story where I prepare myself for the inevitable - having to commence my plan to start my research in how to begin looking at the best way to undertake a review of my need to ... dammit, I gotta workout some! Lucky for me, there's a fitness facility in the building where I work. Even better, the company I work for pays for a full membership for anyone that wants to join.
I've taken the leap (yes, I was exhausted after that one low orbit jump) and had my first session with a sadistic, former Mr. Kenya. Where I thought I was going to be introduced to the different apparati available to do my routine, Mr. Kenya thought it best I start my slow death immediately. I suspected something was afoot when he recoiled in disgust when I had to take a love handle fat measurement pinch test. I guess my studly (spudly?) physique wasn't all that impressive.
So, that was then, Monday is my first day, first real day in hell. I will do cardio - I enjoy the ellipticals more than treadmills or bikes - and maybe some light weights. Finishing with some stretching. I'm hoping that maybe by the end of February, i might drop 15 - 25 lbs.
Now, for my wife.
We have a treadmill at home. Actually, it's a very nice NordiTrack treadmill. It's seen quite a bit of use in the past, but it's been dormant for almost 2 years.
The treadmill was set up in my office. Granted, it wasn't given the best of spaces, but everything was functional. I'd even set up a direct line of sight to a well-positioned 13" LCD TV mounted strategically on a wall in the office. It could be viewed while walking on the treadmill or sitting at the computer.
BRILLIANT!
Nope. You see, my office is a mess and provides no inspiration to workout. So, in effect, the treadmill is essentially a large, expensive piece of junk ... unless a new home is found for it.
To quote my wife: "It has to be clean ... and pretty!"
4 comments:
Well brother, good luck to you and your wife. Like everyone else, I also have once again started the weight loss process because I want to look good in my Scottish flair for a wedding in Halifax in May. I would like to lose 30 lbs by May 11th. I will keep track of the two of you and maybe we can challenge the university couch potatoe in Lethbridge!!! May the force be with you.
I started hitting the gym in November. Didn't do much yet, but might have avoided the December growth spurt.
Good luck, but knock off the milk if you want some real impact!
Cheers,
Dave
Oh man! I can't believe you're still on that "no milk" kick! It'll be a dark day in hell when I give up on my Moo!
;-)
Keep the exercise up Bud!
You are a very humourous and talented writer and your wife sounds fantastic!
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