A Milestone

This past week I passed an important milestone on the jouney of life. I started exercising during the last week of last December. Also modifiied my diet a bit at the same time.

Stats last December: Age 58 (within two weeks of turning 59), 179 pounds, waist 38 1/2 inches, chest 43 1/2 inches, tired easily.

Basic initial goals: Regular exercise, 3 times weekly, no injuries, basic weight goal of 150 pounds (i.e., get rid of the flub), good endurance, strength, flexability, balance, agility and posture.

First exercise session: 30 minutues on the treadmill, elevation 0, speed 3.0, single set of 5 abdominal exercises, took 4 1/2 hours to recover from that 40 minutes of exercise.

Last week: exercised 4 times, six hours of treadmill with four hours at elevation 15, average calorie burn of 1100 per session, weight 154.5 pounds (24.5 pounds of fat gone), waist 33 inches (5 1/2 inches of fat gone), chest 38 1/2 (5 inches of fat gone), lot of endurance, recovery time less than 15 minutes.

Reflections after eight months: [1] It takes a bloody lot of physical effort to burn a pound of fat! [2] I have learned a lot (of positive stuff) about my emotions and the incredible range of emotions relative to exercise and modifying my diet, and in most cases in the early days, if I had based my actions on emotions I would no longer have continued to exercise. However, I listened to the emotional turmoil while I continued to exercise. [3] Starting to look mighty fine... Having a slim waistline Oh la la!

Now beginning to think about the adjustments required to my exercise goals for the future. Ditto for other areas of my life.