Allow me to vent for a moment...
I've had issues with my knee for awhile. I've pretty much been banned from running. Having said that, running is the only way I can lose weight. I've officially decided.
After my knee surgery in May I started a workout program that lasted 3 weeks. I busted my behind at the gym, doing 45 minutes of cardio, 15 minutes of weights, and 15 minutes of core training five days a week. Husband (who used to be a trainer) modified my workouts based on how my body was responding and how my knee was feeling.
I didn't lose a single pound. My clothes didn't fit my body differently AT ALL.
When you're sweating it out for over an hour a day, the last thing you want to hear is that you're building muscle and soon it'll translate to pounds...even though that's the truth. That damn scale wouldn't budge. I was beyond irritated.
I started writing Immortal, Beloved and my workouts took a back seat. Until a few days ago. I went for ONE run. ONE LONG MILE RUN. (Though not really so long considering I used to run 5-6 miles a day.) I. Died. My knee throbbed. I couldn't breathe. I got that familiar hack that follows "out of shape" runners for hours after long runs.
And guess what? The next day, my pants buttoned easier. My shirts were baggier. I'm not joking. One killer run and I lost weight.
I'm not sure my knee is having this new workout program. I may be getting myself into hot water...I'm not sure how to differentiate the "good" pain from the "bad" pain yet...
I can't help but curse the weight-control gods (is that why it's called weight-watchers?). How can ONE run make such a huge difference when three weeks of strenuous low impact activity did little?
I don't get it. I kind of feel like I'm having the "tortoise and the hare race" with myself between what's "safe" for me to do at a snail's pace and what I want to happen at a rapid rate, though it hurts me.
I never thought I'd beg to run again, yet here I am. *sigh*
4 comments:
I'm trying to exercise myself right now and get into a routine to lose the baby fat but it's hard. You're so right - the scale isn't budging. It makes me want to stop exercising and use the time for writing instead. But I'm trying to keep it up. Otherwise, this weight won't come off. I have to at least try and hope the numbers will eventually go down.
Small world. I started running this week too. I hate it. I hate running. I hate sweating. I hate the stitch I get in my side. But I hate my extra pounds more, so I'm sucking it up and going for it. Blegh!
Be careful with that knee, chica!
Nicole--Seems like I'm still trying to lose baby fat too...and my son is three. Never-ending struggle. But you're right. Eventually it'll come off. I'm just impatient. :)
Lisa--Shout out to my writing...and now running buddy! ;)
Kristin - great blog!
I've started an exercise program, too - a mix of running, other cardio, abs workouts, and strength training, all going as easy as I can on my right knee.
After a lifetime of exercise and also a lifetime of knee trouble, I want to say: listen to your knee. Muscle pain is the good, exercise-induced pain. Joint pain is not. Take care of yourself.
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