We haven’t been skating—we are out of shape; and we couldn’t skate a full lap of the rink if we don’t get our wind back and build up muscle. Sitting in a chair is bad. Sitting in the same chair in the same position for hours and hours every day is worse. Letting your muscle go so you hurt when you move is bad. Letting your bones lose calcium because you’re not stressing them enough to make them lay down more calcium and losing little blood vessels because they’re not being used— is bad.
And you hurt. The more you sit—the worse you hurt. The shorter of wind you get; and the more circulation is diminishing, because the little capillaries that used to feed the muscle are just going away.
The converse is also true. If we could walk around the block (it’s a snowy white out there) we’d work out the kinks, lay down calcium, build muscle, and get our circulation back. But it’s snowy white out there.
So…we joined our skating coach (ret.) at the local Y, which is a state of the art center, and laid down the fees, and we’re going to do it. We’re starting on baby stuff. The babiest— is the recumbent bike that lets you just mostly recline and push about the weight of a bag of frozen peas with each foot. Over and over and over. These machines actually have a telly mounted above the controls, if you have to have commercials dinning at you. But I prefer watching the calories tick down. You feed in your age and weight and just pedal, concentrating on making your knee go straight over your toe (knocking knees in or out is seriously bad juju). The other machine we’re going to use is a stepper, where you stand on two platforms and it works like climbing a hill. You get to pick the gradient. I pick the chicken slope.
Bodies are funny, in that they LOVE to hold onto food (fat) and really are quite willing to break down muscle before they break down fat. The better part is that as you rebuild muscle and capillaries, the fat cells have to give up what they’re storing. And eventually, some time before the heat death of the universe, the fat cells, like any cells, run out of lifespan and DIE.
Muscle tissue weighs 18% more than fat; so at a certain point you’re going to gain weight before you have enough muscle to start sipping the fat out of those fat cells…but the good news is that your body has a ‘memory’ for certain chemical states, and the fact that we were not too long ago in better shape should translate to ‘build muscle fast: she means it!’
Funny thing: Jane and I have dieted mostly through the holidays, with a couple of binges, and binge or diet, weight has gotten only a little worse, but has never diminished AT ALL, when I’ve dieted since October. Could get up 4 pounds, or down 4, but never down 5.
Went to the gym and worked out for 15 minutes. Next morning I weigh, and I’m down a pound—one pound lower than that 3-month-long unbreakable barrier. The better news is—I didn’t tire myself so badly that I then had to sleep all afternoon: I was able to get back to work.
The bad news is the parking situation at the Y; it’s a popular place. But we’ll learn the good times. Unlike others, WE can adjust when we get there.
And by golly, that one mild session has helped the constant aches. I’m looking forward to getting rid of them. I’m looking forward to not tiring out so easily or so early, and to having my jeans fit, thank you.
Wish us luck. We’re taking our vitamins and our minerals and we’re going to break a sweat every day we go to the gym. Reform is in the offing.