A few Mondays ago was my birthday (5 August) and at the new age of 25 I figured that I’d feel a little older and wiser. Then, after a few weeks of cake eating, mojito frenzies and laughing way too loudly at Adult Swim cartoons, I realised that perhaps I need to make a few little tweaks to myself to turn into one of those well-rounded adult members of society I hear so much about.
I have been mellowing out significantly these past few weeks, trying to live in the now and not let those daily disappointments of life get me down (although I’d be lying if I haven’t vented recently over, now amusing, moments – generally spontaneously saying out loud, “Why? What were they thinking!? Jeez!” before remembering what I’m working on and returning to normality). Figuring that I should match this with focusing on my health, I’ve started regularly going on daily hour-long walks and being less naughty with my diet.
Food-wise things ain’t so bad when I’m staying away from social events and focusing on my work (which is what I’m going to do for the next month) so junk food and the temptations of delicious cocktails are miles away. The second plus in my favour is that I’m actually pretty skint at the mo. Yeah, I know what you mean, when is skint ever a positive? Well it definitely helps me avoid the call of overpriced café lunches and picking up snacks! The toughest thing I still face though is when I’m out for dinner and staring at the menu thinking, “Order the salad…order the salad…you haven’t eaten lettuce in ages…” and then hear the words, “Can I grab the quattro stagioni pizza, please?” coming out of my mouth. Whoops.
Exercise-wise I’ve been getting better at forcing myself outside to go on my daily walks. The most difficult times being when I come home from the city ferry. Generally I warm up inside from the cold sea air I just experienced, eat dinner and then force myself to change into my “exercise gear” (bunging on track pants that I’m glad no one will see because it’s pitch black outside) and then exiting the apartment to face the freezing evening wind. Let me tell ya, it takes EVERY bit of self-discipline I have not to come straight back inside as I feel myself get goosebumps from the cold and my ears start hurting (I should get earmuffs at some point maybe?) but I press on regardless, and at the 15-minute mark I start to feel my body warm up and I get into my stride.
I’ve been putting up with comments from those who frequent various gyms and protein shake purveyors – “Walking ISN’T exercise, Marina! Get a gym pass! You need the rowing machine and to check out my spin class…” The way I figure it, however, is that you gotta start out slow and then build up your stamina. I’ve got dumbbells in the corner of my room I can start using again soon so that’s something! Although I haven’t started yet. I swear I can already feel the agonising muscle pain ahead of me but I’m going to grit my teeth and have a go tonight. No pain, no gain, right? (FYI if you’re in the mood for OTT entertainment then check out Pain & Gain, I found it a surprisingly enjoyable flick!)
So that’s the latest chapter from me! I’m off now to do some work and then later on for lunch I might even enjoy some vegetable juice. Or a frappuccino. I’ll try sticking with the juice though. 😉