I lost about three-fourths of a pound over the last week, which is slow for me, but there was a big contributing factor: I was at a convention. Four days! This is going to be an issue, I think. It’s very easy, at cons and shows, to rationalize overeating. Since I’m an introvert, cons are inherently stressful. I enjoy them, but there is stress. So when I’m at a gas station, and I see some candy, I get it. And then, because I don’t have access to my kitchen, I end up eating at a restaurant, which rarely has healthy choices. And if I go out with other people? Add some beer into the mix. Lastly, at cons, I don’t exercise – no bike, no gym. So, duh, it’s harder to lose weight at a convention!
However, I managed to do it, if only a little. So, yay! Hashtag goals or somesuch.
Still, before the con, I did ride 94.8 miles that week, though I didn’t do any lifting.
Which is a boring update, which is probably why it’s so late!
I crossed a couple of thresholds this workout period. Since starting this experiment eight weeks ago, I’ve ridden over a thousand miles and burned over one hundred thousand calories on those rides. Which means I’m riding an average of 132 miles a week! I think that’s pretty cool, even if. . .
The best news is that when taking my blood pressure and pulse, my BP was 106/72 and my resting pulse was 62. Not only am I losing weight, my cardio fitness is great! It’s weird to me that I don’t have the body of an athlete (albeit a weekend warrior), but the abilities of one.
Well, I’m getting back to a Monday schedule for this!
A day late because I was traveling this weekend.
Weight post! Ending May 7th, that week I rode 105.42 miles and burned (via MapMyRide) 10,450 calories. I lost 3.9 pounds, which means that I lost a pound for every 2679 calories recorded. (A pound of fat is 3500 calories, BTW.)