Hate To Exercise

just like couscous

30th October 2022

I went for a run yesterday. It was another one of those situations of “what got into me, I’m not an exercise of my own free will person”

I was about and about doing chores all Saturday, eventually driving home, listening to my banging playlist and thinking “I want to go for a run” and then realising that running is like couscous.

So, some many many many years ago, I tried couscous. Didn’t care much for the stuff and didn’t eat it afterwards for many years to come. Then one day, just out of the blue I thought “I’d like to eat some couscous”. Having eaten it previously, many moons earlier, I was familiar with it’s taste and texture. And somehow my taste-buds at that moment craved couscous. So I had couscous.

This feeling to go for a run, felt exactly like that. I’ve done it before. I knew what it felt like, what it would feel like afterwards, and I wanted to feel the taste of it again.

So I went for a run – or as I call it jog-a-walk-a-run, because I’m still not able to do that whole loop at a constant run. I was surprised to learn that despite not having really done much exercise over the last few months (certainly not over the summer), I managed my little 4k+ loop in 38 minutes. Once again cementing the idea that there is hope for me yet.

not exactly a success, but..

22.10.2022 – sitting on a sofa at home

I’ve been away recently. And, just before I went away the batteries on my scales decided to give up the ghost, which means I was taking away a number with me, that wasn’t accurate, as it was a few days old.

Whilst I have few things to report from my time away – mostly how much I’ve eaten… here’s the good part… my attempts at giving up chocolate…. desire to both enjoy the holidays from food perspective and not watch what I’ve been eating combined with determination to get as many steps a day as possible…. resulted in

… not gaining weight on holidays. Like actually not gaining any pounds or grams or whatnots. This morning I’ve finally got some new batteries from my scales and I was exactly the same weight as before going away.

I am so happy. Genuinely so happy. Last few breaks before this one, I would end up gaining pounds and then stress about losing them back.

I don’t have to do that now. Result!

I do have to start doing something about getting to my next weight goal…. but you know what… I’ll think about tomorrow. Right now I’m in happy bubble.