This morning when I stepped on the scale, I thought at first my eyes had deceived me. Did it really register that number? 199. No way. How did it happen? Oh yeah, I spent the weekend at a tournament where I didn’t eat the best food. Sure I used the dreadmill in the hotel, parked as far away from doors as possible, and did yoga in my room, but all that managed to do was help keep the weight gain disaster to a minimum. For the last 3 months my weight has consistently been 3 to 4 pounds lower than that, and I plan to keep it there for the winter. I know the weekend gain doesn’t seem like such a big deal, but having worked so hard to get below 200 lbs, realizing that I could have come so close to hitting that number again in a single weekend is a shock.
I have written before that my exercise typically drops off during the winter. This year I am only coaching one team, and it only has practices once a month so I’m not getting much skating. My bike is set up in the trainer, but I haven’t actually used it yet. Running in winter doesn’t appeal to me as I fear injury, but I may have to rethink that. I have lots of fitness app, but I’m not using them as regularly as I should.
The idea of scheduling exercise into your daily routine is not new, now unfamiliar to me. Changing my behaviour, however, is another story. I know I’m not alone in this, and that other much more successful runners (and bloggers) have had to double back and re-set their path. Their stories are both familiar and inspirational to me; there is hope and there is a community of support. Clearly, though, I will have to get my body moving.