Back in August 2019, I left my job. I left the company I’d worked at for 11 and a half years. It was a huge decision at the time, but I was fortunate to find another job before leaving my previous employer.
Since starting my new job in September 2019, I have incorporated exercise into my commute. Previously I drove from my drive at home to the work car park and back. Not really much room for exercise there.
With my new job being in Nottingham, my employer has to pay a parking levy for each space in the car park. This means a heavily over-utilised car park. I always see an email go out to all Nottingham staff asking for cars to be moved to let others out.
50 miles still feels like a very long way on the bike. Way longer than I know I can manage at the moment. But that is slowly changing. Not only statistically, but I can feel the change.
I’m still only managing to get out cycling a couple of times a week. I’m pushing to make it 3 times a week, but recently it has been twice a week. Still, this last week I covered a respectable 33 miles. 12.8 miles (average 12.4mph) on Thursday evening and 20.4 miles (average 12.5mph) on Saturday.
Distance-wise, Thursday ride wasn’t anything special, I’ve covered that sort of distance a few times, but Saturday was special. Saturday marked the first time I’ve cycled past 20 miles in a single ride.
I’m nearly two weeks into Challenge 50 now. Have I lost weight – no, have I covered some decent miles on the bike – not as much as I would have liked.
The weight thing has been a problem in recent weeks. My previous post, 1 Step Forward, 2 Steps Backwards, I explained how I was actually heavier at that point than I was when I started the change to WW. I have a membership with WW until September and there is no way of cancelling it early, though they have given me a free month due to my struggles.
I have enjoyed cooking again though. Every now and then I go through a period of wanting to cook, instead of just letting the wife sort dinner. One of the nicest meals I’ve cooked lately I had to blog about, the Chilli & Paprika Chicken Kebab with Pesto Pasta was just awesome! So much flavour in one dish and very filling. The picture of this even got a fair few likes on Instagram too.
I hate time. Time is not a friend. There is never enough time to do everything. But time is something I need to make. It’s also time to aim for something different.
For year I have been aiming to get myself down to a reasonable weight. For years I have miserably sucked at achieving said aim. Time and time again I tell myself “this time is different, this time I will do it”. I have a good few months, then BOOM! Back to square one again.
Back in my post “It’s Been A While…” I said that I had joined Weight Watchers after leaving Slimming World. Although I’ve not lost a stone that I would expect within the first few weeks with Slimming World, I am enjoying it.
So tomorrow the London Landmarks Malfunction Marathon is being hosted for mad people to run around 13 miles. Why people would do this, I do not understand.
Running for me is not enjoyable. It might be if I was a lot lighter, so there wasn’t as much pressure on my knees, but there is a big reason I choose to cycle to lose weight, my bum and weight are supported.
But tomorrow I will be in London. Not to run the half marathon but to shout and cheer on my wife and mother-in-law. They’re the ones mad enough to complete this amazingly difficult challenge.
For years I’ve always said exercise is dangerous. Exercise causes injuries which can hurt and can stop you going to work and earning a wage. Pretty dangerous when you’ve a family to support. But in reality, exercise is brilliant if you do it properly.
When I was younger and at school, I did plenty of exercise. Whether it was walking to school, running around in PE at school or going out with friends outside of school, I was always doing something. Then when I left school it started to subside. I passed my driving test and started driving everywhere instead of walking or getting on the bike. As much as I have relied on driving for work etc, it really killed me health wise.
I gained weight rapidly after passing my driving test. That mixed with working meant I had money. Where did I spend money? Food outlets such as McDonalds, Frankie and Bennys, the local Chip Shop, the pub. I spent money on food like it was going out of fashion because in my late teens it was a way of getting out of the house.