5:00am :
It was pitch dark outside as I grudgingly pulled off the warm, soft duvet. I turned to give it one last longing look before heading towards the bathroom to check my weight. 10 seconds later, I was fully awake!
184 lbs still. Sigh!
I had hoped that my austerity measures may have yielded some results, but evidently my body is more of a pack rat than I thought when it comes to holding on to it’s fat.
I looked at myself in the mirror, ran my hands against the stubble (we men have no idea why we do that… we just do it instinctively), and said to myself – “You’re tougher than your fat”. My eyes were determined and my jaw was clenched; although I can swear I heard laughing at the back of my head somewhere.
As I laced up for a run on the treadmill, I thought I should probably stretch gently before I do any running. Don’t want to surprise the heck out of the ol’ sack of bones.
I gingerly lowered my knees into a lunge position and heard a multitude of groans, creaks and cracks. I stopped immediately and stood up. The last time I was working out, it was one of the three at any given time. But ALL three together?
By the way, no one likes hearing even a single one of those while you’re in your 30s, but you kinda get used to it as you hit the big 4-oh’. Its like plucking your solitary gray hair one day and finding 200 of the bastards the next month. At some point, you say “Screw it”.
But I digress. Coming back to my knees… This was serious business. Groan, creak and crack had ganged up on me! The only guy missing from the party was “snap” and I wasn’t looking forward to seeing him till I was around 70.
“I’m gonna have to take it real easy” I promised myself. So after a few more stretches with my new pals, I headed downstairs towards the treadmill in the basement. En-route, I took our 5 month old Lab pup, Guru, out of the crate and he happily began jumping all over me. Normally I would welcome such affection, but the only thing I could think at that moment was “Goddammit… I remember the time I could leap effortlessly too. Have fun buddy – And hope my 3 new friends never find your address.”
Once on the treadmill, things weren’t so bad. I hammered in the 2nd workout of the Couch to 5K Routine on my iPhone. I also have a Nano which has the Nike+ thingy. The iPhone powers the app and the music while the Nano tabulates my run data. By the time I’m all set, I have enough gadgetry and wires around me to launch a space shuttle.
I did 2.1 miles in 31 minutes. But ended the workout feeling superb ! A bit of more stretching (and no surround sounds this time) and I was done for the morning.
Mid-morning, I did the 100 pushups program and the 200 Situps program.
As Kanye West would have said “I-ma gonna let you finish, but YOU are Da man today” 
More tomorrow…
Ro
