Tuesday, August 19, 2008

Running Free

So, I've started running again. Well, if you can call what I do out there "running." It's more like really, really slow jogging. I mean, really slow. 14:10 mile slow. That's what I bring to the table.

I've been doing various exercise plans on and off over the years, changing it up whenever I can because I get incredibly bored very easily. Earlier this year I trained so that I could run the breast cancer 5K, and then attended a boot camp workout class for a few weeks before I went to Chicago. I ended up losing about fifteen pounds before heading to Chicago, but, like everyone else apparently does when they get to Chicago, I gained back a little bit of the weight (only about three pounds overall, but I think I lost a lot of muscle mass in the process).

Now, let's make one thing clear--I'm not fat (you've all seen pictures, so I'm hoping you'll agree). I would say I'm about average. That means I'm above average weight for most of the people in Los Angeles, but (well) below average for the nation as a whole. I'm never going to be a size two or four, and I don't want to be. I'm a size eight right now, which is fine. I just need to be a little more toned, and I want to be healthy and fit, hence the running.

The goal is to get in shape, get back my muscles, and lose a little of the fat. Running is the best thing I've found to help me get in shape quickly, even though I get bored, just like with every other exercise. I often pass my time at the gym by looking at everyone around me and determining just how grossed out I would be if I had to give any one of them mouth-to-mouth. Today I was particularly wary of an older gentleman to my right whose collapse seemed imminent.

Anyway, as long as I have a set plan (in this case, six weeks to get me back to being able to run a 5K), I can handle it short term. I like to have goals.

I tell you all this because it's easier to make sure I stick with it. Don't worry--this won't turn into a blog all about my weight loss. I'll just give you a few updates now and then, and keep track of the actual weight loss at the top of the page for a while. I won't be posting any pictures of myself to show the progression. Well, I'll post the normal pictures of me at baseball games and the like, but none of me in just a sports bra and underwear, the way you see on weight loss commercials.  I'm not that brave. But, hell, a woman posting her weight for all the interwebs to see is a little brave, right?

Oh, and the weight listed at the start up there is actually from last Thursday. For all I know, I've already lost some, but I'll only be updating every Friday. If I weigh myself too often, I get a little obsessive and crazy about it.


Orel said...

Given how trim you looked on Blogger Night, losing 15 pounds seems like a lot. At the gym, may I suggest a magazine instead of resuscitation nightmares? And yes, posting your weight is pretty brave.

Steve Sax said...

Erin, I'm not that old, and I wasn't going to collapse. I was just giving my lungs an extra workout through wheezing.