Day Eleven: Wishing I Could Walk

I love to take walks. I’m not sure when I started loving it, because it wasn’t that long ago that I really hated it. I was into bicycling when I was young, and running for a short period of my life. Walking always seemed very boring to me. It seemed to take FOREVER to get anywhere while, with my bike, I could be miles and miles away in seemingly no time at all. But I have truly begun to appreciate walking. I started walking quite a bit this fall, but then the cold weather set in. It’s been miserably cold and snowy here lately. It seems like it’s been winter for a year now! I know that if I could get out and walk some, that the weight would almost certainly come off even more quickly.

But this is a kind of strange program related to exercise. I’m actually encouraged NOT to exercise for the first little while. While my body is adapting to the new caloric intake level, I guess it’s not a good idea to radically change the energy level that my body requires, which starting a new exercise program in the middle of all of this would undoubtedly do. Hopefully the next few weeks will bring enough of a break in the weather that I can begin to get outside again and start getting at least a little exercise… and fresh air. It’s during months like this I wonder why in the world I live in a place where it gets so cold during the winter.

I should clarify that, according to the program, if you are already exercising, the advice they give is just to back off a little bit to let your body adjust, not stop entirely. Exercise is always a good thing.

I shouldn’t be weighing every day, but I just can’t resist watching the numbers consistently going down each day now. I was 244.5 this morning! Fifteen and a half pounds now! I’m hoping for twenty by the end of a full two weeks, but that’s still a pretty ambitious goal, even at the rate I’m dropping now.