Tis a rainy, rainy day here today (and yesterday, and tomorrow). Fortunately I managed to get to and from the laundromat this morning with only light sprinkles, no downpours such as is happening at the moment.
However -- despite the rain outside, other things seem to be looking rather sunny. The new abode, first of all! Can't wait to make that move. But, that's not all.
My diet and workout regime seems to be working -- the fat seems to be finally, finally starting to budge right off the body. I'll keep saying seems until I'm convinced that the recent change on the scale is real, because in my experience it's just as likely to go back up by Monday even though I haven't changed anything relevant. In the meantime, there is a modicum of hope, tempered as always by another modicum of cynicism. Still, I'll take it.
Somehow, any small sense of progress makes it so much easier to continue pushing the workouts and (mostly) avoiding sugar and flour. Don't get me wrong, I thoroughly enjoy the workouts, punishing though they may seem. I like pushing the body to the outside of what it can do, as long as I don't push into the realm of damage. So far, the only damage has been to make this old body feel like a wet noodle by the time I finish on Friday. Buzzing with that nice burn, unwilling to do much. And very much looking forward to two whole days off!
In my experience, it takes about 6 weeks to reach the point where the muscles that are being exercised really become stronger, and complain less. I found that out when I lived on a hill 1000' above the city of Reno and suddenly had no transportation other than a 3-speed bicycle. Every time I went down the hill I managed to pedal a little further back up the hill, and at the end of 6 weeks I finally, exultantly, managed to pedal all the way to the top and after that, it was a piece of cake.
I'm not sure exactly when I started this rowing thing, but it was early January sometime. Surely, I'm not far from the end of those 6 weeks! That doesn't count the targeted weight work after the rowing that pushes all those muscles to their real max and causes the lasting burn. That's only been happening 2 or 3 weeks so I have a way to go there. Still -- worth it!!!!
But wait, there's more -- I may have a temp job that will last a few months! This would be perfect for me, and I get the sense that they already want me, just from my resume. I have an interview Monday morning to learn more. Part-time, independent contractor, QuickBooks data entry while they will be out of town for 3 months. At least, that's how I understood it -- the phone rang just as my landlady and a potential renter came in to look at the place, so it wasn't the best conversation on record. Time is flexible, and whatever it is will be better than the big fat zero I'm getting right now. It's even within easy walking distance from here, although that won't be useful for more than a few more weeks. Still.
All in all -- things are looking up and I feel really great. What's not to like about that?
A work in progress
4 months ago