Well I finally got brave and stepped on the scale. The result was not nearly as bad as I thought it might be; a five pound gain. Also I’m happy to report that no black hole opened as the result of any new-fangled physics that were done in the bathroom to pull this off.
I’ve been spending the week catching up on my quality time with the elliptical machines at the gym. It occurred to me the other day, as I put in my weight and age, that I’ve been putting my age in precisely the same brand of machine since that first number was a very solid 2. I’m sure there is a very deep metaphor we could delve into regarding this, but really I just found it funny; twistedly so.
I’m not back to running yet. I’m little wary of running at my weight after my last effort resulted in a very angry knee. (I like my knees. I like to keep them happy.) Even so, I think I would have gone on a short run yesterday if I had remembered to pack my running shoes. The weather was surprisingly warm and dry, despite the insistence of the Weather Channel that it was raining.
In the meantime, I’m also trying to figure out how to working yoga/weights into the routine as well. Finding time to devote enough time to cardio and also weight training/stretching to burn 500-700 calories a day is going to be a challenge. Perhaps this plan from Runner’s World will work well with the time restriction. I simply do not have 2 hours to spend at the gym on a daily basis.