Left heel hurts, right knee aches, shooting pain in my right hip during my walks, lower back…well…I am running out of words for pain. Nothing debilitating, just the price I have to pay to achieve my goals. I’ve had muscle soreness associated with lifting weights. More on that later.
I started April without a walk. Work responsibilities kept me from getting out of the office Monday. I have really been trying to increase the distance to four miles. I have walked 17 miles since Tuesday and my pace has been all over the place. I have been experiencing some heel pain and I’m not sure what’s causing it. My Nike running app and I had a major disagreement yesterday. It went goofy and gave me credit for 4.58 miles when I only walked just over 3. Now, I really don’t care since I’m only competing against myself. But I do like tracking my progress and I value accuracy.
I’ve tried mixing in a little running here and there but I still find it very uncomfortable. I haven’t been able to run more than a quarter of a mile at a stretch. The walks are great exercise but I feel like I should be doing more. My experience at the Oakland Running Festival showed me I can run a little bit. Shin splints haven’t been an issue lately.
I wrote a few weeks ago that I purchased a weight bench and was going to start the Daniel Craig weight lifting regimen. That didn’t get off to the start I hoped it would. I have too many convenient excuses to not exercise at night. I work long, full days, I get home late and I’m exhausted.
Since I turned 30 and got the job I have now, I really don’t like to spend or waste money. Blame my father for that. He was a very practical man and it wasn’t until recently did I find out how poor we were when I was a child. Funny, I do well and I don’t want to spend money. In my 20s, when I didn’t have money, I wanted to buy everything and did some serious damage to my credit. Oh, I have the creature comforts mind you. I just try not to be frivolous.
My point is that I didn’t buy this weight bench to take up space and collect dust in what was my home office. We didn’t buy a recumbent bike and go through hell with the wrong elliptical machine to put an expensive coat rack in the family room. Part of my problem with food is that I won’t waste it. Although my mother never made me clean my plate as it were and always made me what I wanted, I have become that person in adulthood. I clean my plate.
I finally decided that this was the week I was going to put aside the excuses and dive into this strength training business head first. I have lifted a little bit, I have used the bike (which I like more than I thought I would), but I hadn’t thrown myself into evening exercise like I told myself I would.
As I mentioned, I was unable to walk Monday so I did my Monday weight lifting session and rode the bike for 25 minutes. I walked three miles Tuesday and lifted Tuesday night, I walked 4 miles Wednesday and lifted Wednesday night, I walked four miles Thursday and lifted Thursday night, and I walked three miles Friday, lifted and rode the bike for 20 minutes Friday night. I have tried to stay as close to the Daniel Craig workout as possible. There are a few exercises I can’t do because of my set up, but I have found adequate substitutes.
I haven’t lifted weights since my Austin trip, and I haven’t lifted on a regular basis in more than two years and I have to admit I was one sore puppy this week. My triceps especially did a lot of screaming. I pushed through and by today the muscle soreness was minimal. I have been taught on two occasions that it takes three weeks to get over and deal with the muscle soreness of weight lifting. Week one is in the books.
This obsession I have with the scale has to stop. If Wednesday is my normal weigh-in day, I have to stick to it. I weighed in at 218.2 pounds Wednesday. That marks 18 pounds lost. That’s halfway to 200, and 28 to go until I reach my first goal of 190.
So, it’s Saturday, I walked three miles, went to see a movie I have been waiting to see for a year and tried not to eat too much bad stuff today.
Any one who knows me at all knows that I am a horror movie fanatic. When I was in high school I made a life-long friend. JP and I would go to all kinds of midnight movies during our senior year – Rocky Horror Picture Show, Heavy Metal and Evil Dead and Evil Dead 2. We often found ourselves in fairly empty theaters and spent quite a bit of time making fun of the movies, especially Evil Dead 2. Army of Darkness is pure comedy. The Evil Dead trilogy has achieved a tremendous cult following.
I have since become a big fan of Bruce Campbell, star of the Evil Dead movies. About a year ago I read online that director Sam Raimi and Campbell were backing an Evil Dead remake. In a recent interview, Campbell bristled over the term “remake” and said it this was it’s own Evil Dead film. I saw this film today and I quite enjoyed it. I agree with Campbell in the fact that it does stand on its own. I have also heard that more Evil Dead films are in the works and I am very happy about this.
So I have one word to sum up my week of progress, fighting through pain and leisure activities…