I used to love running. Not that I was ever a competitive runner, but I liked moving, and I liked how I felt after running 7 kilometers.
Now don't misunderstand, when I say running, I may mean shuffling ahead at a leisurely speed, with the 7 kilometers taking 40-ish minutes.
I can't say what happened for sure. My theory is I moved in with my love and unfortunately there is no real nature around where we live. Running 3 - 5 - 7K in circles just isn't very inspiring and I became complacent in my new situation.
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| Very pretty park, but only around three minutes to run it. |
What all of this amounts to is:
1 - I have the fitness levels of a 90 year old (and no, not those inspiring grannies out there I am afraid), and can barely run for 30 min straight now (and lets not talk about how far I run doing that).
2 - the kilos just piled on. 10 to be exact. 1 kilo at a time, it creeped on until my jeans became muffintop tight and I had to replace them.
Mind you I have never been small. But I did used to be fit, and healthy and that is where I would like to get back to.
My blog is about my journey, not totally focused on exercise (although let's hope it figures largely into the equation), but about my life in general because it took changes to my lifestyle to get to where I am now, and it will take a change in lifestyle to get into a fitter me once again.
Talking about lifestyle changes I got to thinking about weekend candy (pick a day... I had it).
I used to be able to stock my fridge like this:
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| Imagine opening our fridge to already cut up easy to access fruit. Yummy. |
And my Friday or Saturday night was filled with a sweet tasting and lovely healthy fruit bowl. And to be honest, with the price of candy and chips, it is just as cheap to eat delicious fruit as it is to eat Haribo gummibears and Rittersport chocolate.
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| Deliciousness in a bowl, complimented by diet grapefruit soda. |
<3 Nic
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