Week 1 and stuff

And so it begins.

The first week of training was uneventful, which is a good thing. Hit 3 days this week, and tomorrow is the beginning of Week 2.

I've added multiple layers of diet discipline in an attempt to prevent total abandonment when I derail. Weight Watchers, Alli, training series...I've even returned to therapy. My next step is to hire a Certified Personal Trainer (drill sargent) if all else fails.

The Weight Watchers factor is practical and comforting. Not only will my company reimburse me for half of the "tuition" if I attend all meetings, but it's a healthy food plan to keep me properly nourished for the training. And I attend these meetings with a co-worker, too. [Nothing like spreading the accountability.]

The Alli will be interesting. I tried it once before (a 30 day supply). I lost a few pounds, but more importantly, it was a fantastic tool that frightened me into eating honestly. I'm happy to report that I did not suffer for the ill-fated side effects often cited. Again, I think this is because the fear of these "treatment effects" scared me into keeping my diet low fat.

I pounded the treadmill yesterday, even though it was gorgeous outside. There's something satisfying about watching the numbers tick by while easing my way back into the groove. I think it's a way to deflect the accountability away from me and onto the machine.

A little over 2 miles. 18:45 minute pace. Much work still ahead for me.

This alone isn't newsworthy, but discovering that my first boyfriend shares a membership at this same gym could be. Apparently the gods don't think I've added enough layers of motivation to help me see this goal through...and clearly they have a sense of humor.

Oh, how seeing him conjured up so many tucked away memories...nothing really all that positive, which might explain my sudden sour mood and resentment on the treadmill.

The next several weeks are going to be quite busy. I am the backup hostess for February's gourmet Meetup, and the primary hosts just cancelled due to an ongoing family emergency. Sooooo, now I am the hostess. This will be interesting...in a coming post, I'll describe this event in more detail and the way in which I'm adding my personal touch. Ooooh, and I'll have a chance to use my new ice cream maker!

The Sorbet Gourmet is on the move...hehe.