I assume that in four weeks I’ll wake up sore. Why? Because I would have experienced my first day on the slopes of Copper Mountain as a snowboarder. And from what I hear about it, you fall a lot you first time boarding. A heck of a lot.
I formulated a plan, and I’ve done a decent job at maintaining it so far. Not all facets have been complete. But I’ve done okay. I started a workout plan 2.5 weeks ago. I figured I’d work out for six weeks, mix in some cardio, and I’d be ready to go. I have had different times in my life when I’ve been in shape, I mean in healthy shape, but I’d begun to digress.
When I was single and carefree, I ate at odd times, I ate odd meals (does a log of cookie dough count as supper?), and I actually exercised fairly regularly. I used to think that if I could just work out with weights consistently and put on about 10 pounds of muscle, then I’d be good to go. Get pumped. Get ripped. Wouldn’t that be awesome? But my consistency with working out, and my apathy towards eating right never really worked together to give me the ripped results. Then I got married.
My wife is a great cook. And she likes to cook. And I ate every meal, every day. But of course I still tried to pack in my ‘snacks’ as before. So now I had snacks and meals instead of sometimes having snacks for a meal. And before I knew it, I actually did weigh 10 pounds more, but I’d not been running or lifting or anything. I didn’t feel like I’d gained that much weight. But the scales didn’t lie. And slowly, a half a pound here, a half a pound there, I put on 5 more.
Now don’t get me wrong. I’m not a fat guy. I’m not really even a big guy or “over weight”. But I do think I need to be careful about what I’m eating and all. Especially since I just crossed over the 30-year age line. But again, I’ve been consistent with working out 4 times a week over the past few weeks. I’m going to add cardio this week to build up some endurance and maybe melt a few more lbs. off. That way I’ll be able to keep up with all the other peeps I’m going to the Mountain with.
But you know what I’ve discovered….eating right doesn’t always taste as good.