My regular readers may have noticed that I haven’t posted a Diet & Fitness Update in a while. That’s mainly because I didn’t feel like admitting to the entire internets that I’ve been slacking.
According to Saturday’s weigh-in, I’ve gained back everything I lost in the past… *checks chart* …three months. Of course, I’m not going to take one day’s weight as gospel, although the Omron Body Fat Analyzer seemed to think I’d gained some fat, too. Granted, Aaron was on vacation a couple weeks ago, so we ate dinner out a lot, but that’s no excuse for me to stop exercising and start eating like I was never on a low-carb diet in my life.
So. Where to restart?
I’ve mentioned this before: if I want to BE a fit person, I need to first ACT like a fit person. Thing is… I’ve never actually lived with a fit person before. I don’t relate. It doesn’t compute. I don’t even know how to be a fit-person poseur.
I think fit people wake up early — like, 6am early. Yikes.
So, what time do fit people go to bed? Before 10:00?
Fit people are active during the day, and I can do that. I walk during my lunch break.
Do fit people eat seconds at dinner? Dessert? If so, what kind of dessert? How often?
Do fit people watch any TV in the evenings? I mean, beyond the news?
Do fit people play on their computers? For how long?
If they don’t do the computer thing, what do fit people do in the evenings after work?
Fit people work out after work, for one thing. How long is normal? Every weekday? EVERY day?
What kinds of activities do fit couples do on the weekends? Walking at the metropark? Or more?
Fit people drink boatloads of water. I need to drink more, but I do drink more than some people.
Fit people have energy, and seem to be generally happy. I can fake that. Eventually, I won’t have to.
What else do fit people do, as opposed to fat people? And, by “fit people,” I don’t mean the people you see on bodybuilding.com, who look waaaay more buff than I can ever imagine myself. I mean people who are of normal weight. Maybe slightly over, but not much. And I don’t mean super-skinny people, either (there are a couple of those in my office at work, and I’m convinced that’s just hereditary).
So, speak up, normals. What makes you different from me?