Cord the Seeker
New member
Giving it another shot.
Hi.
I'm back.
You may or may not have noticed, but I was gone for several days.
It wasn't just the ankle. Even without that, my resolve had been flagging for quite some time now.
My weight had plateau-ed, my diet had slowly slid backwards (funny how those things go together, hey?), I had lost much of my enthusiasm for exercise. It was all going not so well.
I was pretty much ashamed to show my face around here. Since wrecking my ankle, I have been doing very little and eating verrrrry badly. In the last week, I have eaten chocolate bars, chocolate cake, ice cream, fast-food burgers, and just eaten immoderately in general. Combine that with little or no exercise and you can guess what happened. I put a bunch of weight back on. I feel like crap.
It's all somewhat depressing. It feels like I threw away all the hard work I have been doing. My 90-day goal comes due next week and I'm not even close to it. Frustrating because I accomplished my first 90-day goal handily. My current goal was to reach 250 by next week, and boy, is it not going to happen. I'm sitting at 260 right now. This means I have lost sweet ****-all over the last two months.
Fitness - there are some areas where I have improved, and some where I have not. My weightlifting is completely stalled out. I don't think I am lifting more than I was two months ago. I'll have to look back in my journal and check that.
The pool opened again this week, and I have only been once. Between my ankle (which didn't want to move the way it usually does) and a month off of swimming, it was like I had forgotten how. When doing kicks, I actually stalled out and stopped moving about 2/3 of the way along. It took me an hour to do a 1000m set, which normally takes 40 minutes. It was pathetic. I was so dismayed that I haven't been back. I should go today.
I also haven't been to the gym in over a week. It's not good.
This morning I told my wife I wanted to give up.
She, of course, slapped me upside the head and told me to stop being an idiot (metaphorically - she is actually a very sweet and gentle person and would never actually do or say that).
So, I'm starting again. It really does feel like I'm starting from square one all over again.
I think going back to a food log is going to be a good place to start.
Thank you to everyone for the good wishes and support. It feels great to know I'm not alone.
Sorry for being all pathetic and whiny, but it is an important first step before carrying on.
Hi.
I'm back.
You may or may not have noticed, but I was gone for several days.
It wasn't just the ankle. Even without that, my resolve had been flagging for quite some time now.
My weight had plateau-ed, my diet had slowly slid backwards (funny how those things go together, hey?), I had lost much of my enthusiasm for exercise. It was all going not so well.
I was pretty much ashamed to show my face around here. Since wrecking my ankle, I have been doing very little and eating verrrrry badly. In the last week, I have eaten chocolate bars, chocolate cake, ice cream, fast-food burgers, and just eaten immoderately in general. Combine that with little or no exercise and you can guess what happened. I put a bunch of weight back on. I feel like crap.
It's all somewhat depressing. It feels like I threw away all the hard work I have been doing. My 90-day goal comes due next week and I'm not even close to it. Frustrating because I accomplished my first 90-day goal handily. My current goal was to reach 250 by next week, and boy, is it not going to happen. I'm sitting at 260 right now. This means I have lost sweet ****-all over the last two months.
Fitness - there are some areas where I have improved, and some where I have not. My weightlifting is completely stalled out. I don't think I am lifting more than I was two months ago. I'll have to look back in my journal and check that.
The pool opened again this week, and I have only been once. Between my ankle (which didn't want to move the way it usually does) and a month off of swimming, it was like I had forgotten how. When doing kicks, I actually stalled out and stopped moving about 2/3 of the way along. It took me an hour to do a 1000m set, which normally takes 40 minutes. It was pathetic. I was so dismayed that I haven't been back. I should go today.
I also haven't been to the gym in over a week. It's not good.
This morning I told my wife I wanted to give up.
She, of course, slapped me upside the head and told me to stop being an idiot (metaphorically - she is actually a very sweet and gentle person and would never actually do or say that).
So, I'm starting again. It really does feel like I'm starting from square one all over again.
I think going back to a food log is going to be a good place to start.
Thank you to everyone for the good wishes and support. It feels great to know I'm not alone.
Sorry for being all pathetic and whiny, but it is an important first step before carrying on.