I’m into week four of my diet and exercise program.
I got completely knocked off my schedule and diet for over 10 days by the Nero Stomach Virus. When I say this is the worst flu I’ve had since the 70’s, I’m completely
serious. It really sucked.
I lost 5lbs with the flu, but put back on at least
3lbs of weight since I was able to start to eat regular meals. I don’t count
this week for any weight loss for that reason. Not taking in any food,
including liquids for days is extremely unhealthy way to lose weight. My immune
system was already compromised with the flu. Rapid weight loss on top of it can
weaken the system even more. The weight gain that came back after something
like this is important to rebuilding strength against catching something else
and being reinfected. When I was able to eat, I ate my regular healthy diet. It
took a while for my stomach to be able to figure what I wanted it to do. My
whole body did that, for a couple of days it protested by feeling like I was
getting sick all over again. I finally settled down and things are back to
normal. I’m still struggling with my
energy levels, with sudden dips.
Getting back to exercise was the most frustrating
for me. I don’t take lying around watching television on the couch well. Sick
or not, I wanted to be outside and moving. When I had the energy to start to
actually move, I started with walking. Prior to the flu, I was running 3miles,
preparing for a 5K. The reality of it, I had to start over again. I’m back up
to 3 miles, so I gained it back much faster than I expected. The key was to
listen to my body. It told me what it could start to do and didn’t have the
energy to do.
This whole adventure into illness was very
disappointing for me. What got me going and inspired me was when I was walking
stairs at the mall, I ran into an inmate I use to work around in law
enforcement. He was at the mall for the same reason I was, running the big
numerous staircases.
The Shirt. Hoping I'll look better in it than I do now. |
I was surprised he recognized me. We chatted for
just a moment. Running the stairs in the mall, was what he called his
non-workout day. When I knew him he was a pretty bad drug addict in and out of
jail. Now he’s clean and returned to his one great love, boxing. He’s too old
to compete, but now trains troubled youths, going down his old path. He works
out 5 days a week, has non-workout in the mall. Then one day of rest, when he
actually doesn’t do any type of workout. He told me he’s on a high protein diet,
and eats very clean. He looked great! Clean from his drugs, healthy and
focused. He inspired me to keep going. The day I saw him, I was on a low energy
day, thinking of just going home. I kept going figuring if he could recover
from a really bad drug addiction that was threatening to end his life early. I
could recover from the flu, and run those stairs.
I’m always looking for things to inspire my
workouts, to keep me on a diet. Right now its clothes I want to fit into and
look good for The Romantic Times conference. I hung a top on my closet door
that is a bit snug, I’m determined to wear, and wear well. I see it every day
reminding of my goal. It’s about this time in our diet that is the dividing
line of going forward or quitting. 80% of dieters who started on January 1st will quit before Valentines.
I’m determined not to be one of them.
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