After a rather long session at the gym of boxing and kicking (or rather, trying to kick) a bag, I kinda expected my foot to be messed up again. And it kinda isn't! It's really weird.. I kicked the bag hard at an odd angle a few times and it felt really painful, but the swelling is really minimal. Which is great! Maybe I don't have to get used to being a cripple at all! :) I guess it's possible (or rather likely) that I've just become a sissy after all the trouble that I've had with that ankle, so that now I don't dare use it because I'm scared that It'll go emo on me. (I swear, It if really heals up this time, I will NEVER EVER again go climbing trees after a night out!!!! It's just not worth it..) It felt really bad to be kicking though... I used to be so good at it, and now I really suck. I told Chris at the gym that it's been 8 years since I quit training Karate... It's been more!! It's been 11 years!!! It's been so long that I can't even remember how long it's been. Man... I'm getting old.
Promised myself white meat today... Is salmon white meat? Or .. it's not red, that's for sure, but it's not really white either. hmm..
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I used to have a pretty lazy and relaxed life. As a student, one is not forced into a daily routine, as classes tend to start at different times every day. I am a nightowl, and have no trouble staying up till 5am, nor sleeping till 3pm. I realised that this had to change in order to start a healthier life...
I used to eat lollies pretty much every day, and as much of it as I pleased. Chocolate was my coffee, I pretty much had one bar a day, on average. I also used lollies to get through boring readings, studying for exams, and doing chores that didn't tempt much. Dinner was eaten at different times, and my diet was quite high in both fat and carb content. I never really cared what nutritional value my food had, as long as it tasted nice and filled me up. I would often feel fat and ugly, but instead of doing anything about it I'd just mope in bed and eat more lollies. In the end, I realised that I couldn't keep going like this. At heart I am an active person, and I missed being able to do all the things that I used to. Tramping, skiing, land hockey, volleyball... Although I could do them, I would always feel like a burden to my friends, because I am slow. Which would lead to feeling worse, and eating more crap while moping in bed. Uh oh. A life such as this would not be a long and happy one.
I joined the "Just Lose It" competition at Victoria Uni Rec Centre, and this is a day by day account of what it is like to try and change my old habits and start a new and healthy life!
My life before the competition:
I used to have a pretty lazy and relaxed life. As a student, one is not forced into a daily routine, as classes tend to start at different times every day. I am a nightowl, and have no trouble staying up till 5am, nor sleeping till 3pm. I realised that this had to change in order to start a healthier life...
I used to eat lollies pretty much every day, and as much of it as I pleased. Chocolate was my coffee, I pretty much had one bar a day, on average. I also used lollies to get through boring readings, studying for exams, and doing chores that didn't tempt much. Dinner was eaten at different times, and my diet was quite high in both fat and carb content. I never really cared what nutritional value my food had, as long as it tasted nice and filled me up. I would often feel fat and ugly, but instead of doing anything about it I'd just mope in bed and eat more lollies. In the end, I realised that I couldn't keep going like this. At heart I am an active person, and I missed being able to do all the things that I used to. Tramping, skiing, land hockey, volleyball... Although I could do them, I would always feel like a burden to my friends, because I am slow. Which would lead to feeling worse, and eating more crap while moping in bed. Uh oh. A life such as this would not be a long and happy one.
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