So many plans for blog posts and they’ve all been shelved because I played football today for the first time in 18 months (remember this?). The football was fun, and I think I did ok, considering the length of time it had been since I last played. That’s not what’s stopping me from sitting and blogging. It’s more my body’s reaction to that football which is causing the problem.
Oh my. The pain. Everything hurts. Everything.
I may have over exerted myself “a little”.
The good thing is that it will probably take no more than a week to get over this pain and stiffness. And then I can go and do it all over again. 😀
I’d just like you to know the latest on my new “Eat sensibly, Exercise a bit more” Fitness Plan:
So far, I have lost 5.2kg in 2 weeks, I’m constantly hungry and I ache all over. My ankle is particularly vociferous; its plaintive cries ringing out each and every time any sustained effort is required from my right foot.
Still, I am noticably thinner and noticeably fitter already. Hello, ladies!
So, since it worked for me and since you really don’t need scientific evidence to release a “revolutionary” “new” diet plan these days, I’m busy writing a book which I will sell by the million and annoy medical professionals the world over.
I’ve made the decision to compare my current fitness against how I was doing exactly 365 days ago. At the moment, that’s pretty depressing, because I was a whole lot fitter this time last year. However, there is method in my madness, because come 8:16am on Monday 27th January 2014, I will suddenly leap (metaphorically, at least) ahead of my past self and feel a whole lot better about where I am right now.
It’s true that it has taken – is taking, in fact – me longer to recover from my smashed up ankle, but its also true that I probably could have done more to speed up the process – had I the money, time and perhaps a little more motivation to do so. However, the start of the New Year is a watershed moment and I will be prioritising my fitness and recovery (albeit hopefully without spending any more money on it). At the same time, I’ll be cleaning up my diet as well. 11 months of relative inactivity needs correcting and you can’t do that with exercise alone.
Nothing ridiculous here. No “Paleo” nonsense, no “juicing”, no Tim Noakes’ “Cardio Destruction” diet (or whatever it’s called). And there’s not – and there never will be – a CrossFit in sight. Sensible eating, sensible exercise, no daft targets.
Not the Rand. That’s buggered.
No, I’m taking about my ankle.
Here is the result of my first run, “just” 4 months, 11 days and 5 hours after that fateful pothole related incident in January.
Slow and short, sure, but with no fitness and absolutely no confidence whatsoever, and on the wet, slippery, uneven pavements of Wynberg; yeah, I’ll settle for that.
The ankle seems fine, but pretty much everything else is stiff and sore.
Tomorrow is going to bring a world of pain. But I really don’t care. 😉
I took the boot out for some exercise this afternoon:
Summer hasn’t quite left us yet, as you can see from this colourful but otherwise rather uninspiring pic from Wynberg Boys High.
This as Sheffield suffers in freezing temperatures and under heavy snowfalls. I still miss those sort of days, but I wouldn’t want to be on crutches in the snow and ice, believe me.