I came to a realization sometime in the last few months punctuated by a recent experience with a really unflattering photo taken of me this week. I’ve gotten bigger. Now, I’m not the Goodyear blimp or anything but the fact is, I’m about 50 pounds heavier than when I graduated high school. Its been a gradual thing and I’ve made all the usual excuses (most notably that I looked downright skeletal then) so I have no grand illusions about getting back to 150 pounds.
But something really needs to be done to get rid of the 20 or 30 pounds that is making me look less like a greyhound and more like Droopy Dog. So I have undertaken a few initiatives that will hopefully combat my natural dislike of exercise.
The first is 100 push ups. This is just a six week plan that will (in theory) guide you towards being able to do 100 consecutive push ups. An admirable goal and something I’ve certainly never been able to do even when I was in great shape. So instead of exercise it becomes a game to play. I’m starting week three on Monday and I’ll let you all know how things progress. So far I am up to roughly 5 sets of 15-20 push ups.
If this succeeds I’ll be tackling the Couch to 5K plan as another game. This one should be a bit easier since I can already run around 2 miles when the need or mood arises. Until that plan starts I’ll be hitting the elliptical trainer in the basement to try and add some cardio work to my upper body adventure.
Now, as someone once said, there’s nothing more boring than another person’s diet so if reading about my sweat induced hysteria isn’t for you then feel free to ignore the fitness posts. If they do appeal to you, drop a comment and let me know what kind of things you have done that seemed less liek exercise and more like fun in your own quest to condtition.
Oh, that 100 pushups program is interesting. I’m going to start that! I bet I haven’t done more than 20 pushups in a row in…ahem. A very long time.