Goodbye jello, hello six pack!

This entry is dedicated to the reflection of my youthful days gone by and our now crazy world of health and fitness.

It’s fast approach my birthday and I’m going to be come a full-on middle-aged dude and my once six pack in my twenties is now a flabby gut. The missus keeps pushing for me to get back into the gym or to start yoga with her, but I’m more comfortable in front of the telly. Yup it’s a sorry state of affairs for a once very sporty individual who loved all sorts of contact sports, water sports, anything with wheels, rackets and balls or the prospects of hitting, kicking, running, jumping and diving and getting sweating, wet or even dirty. Now I sweat enough washing my cars or cleaning the house, I enjoy being cool and in the shade or indoors. So what new developments in my life besides the discovery of yet another new layer of padding round my waist?

Nothing mush really. I actually did go to the gym with the missus and was on the elliptical machine for just 10 minutes and was huffing and puffing. Darn I am in bad shape! 10 minutes worth of sweat nearly drowned me on that torture contraption. I’m kidding, I didn’t suffer that badly, in fact I thought I’d do much worse since I’ve been so far removed from any physical exercise for so long. Mind you, I’ve become extremely stiff though. My yoga days are long over and it’s just embarrassing now how stiff I’ve become. For someone who could bend down, legs straightened to hug my knees in my heyday; I’m only ‘just’ touching my toes now and don’t even ask me to do star jumps. I’d probably sprain something.

But gym work has really lost it’s attraction for me; I’m not twenty something anymore and I’m past trying to look like a well oiled machine. I’d much rather play some tennis or cycle. I’d love to play golf but the missus doesn’t care for that game. Nevertheless the good news is that my appetite is tiny now and I’ve just got to get my butt in gear with some regular exercises to start losing the pounds. It’ll be tough but I suppose it’ll be well worth it since the missus figures I can’t make it happen. So to all those ex-sporty types who’ve let it all go to the point of it now all hanging out. I’m going to get back into shape! I may be an old fat arse bloke now but it ain’t no thing to be fit and trim, I've been there and done that after all. I’m sick of the ‘what happened to you?’ remarks and ‘you were so fit once!’ with friends and family. Hell, I’m still the same person inside, just because I’ve now become a whole lot more of a person don’t make me any different.

So I’ve decided to show them all what working out is all about. This is day one of get back into shape day. I’ll keep you posted on weight loss on a weekly basis! Cheers!