I'm now 100 days into this thing. (I'm not obsessive enough to count days on a calendar. MyFitnessPal (the app I use to record my food intake and to track my exercise each day) cheerfully announced to me this morning that I've been logging my input/output for 100 days as of today.
The most noteworthy thing that has happened over the course of those 100 days is that I've started seeing being active as my new normal:
- It feels strange -- wrong -- if a day or two goes by without my squeezing in a workout.
- When I head out of town, I plan ahead to figure out how I am going to manage to work in some physical activity while I'm away.
- I no longer feel horribly out of place in an athletic store. Heck, I walked into one on purpose two weeks ago to order myself a sports watch and heart-rate monitor (so I can track my workouts a bit more precisely).
- My body feels stronger and fitter than it has in my entire adult life.
I still have a long way to go before I reach my goal weight, but I'm already reaping huge dividends from having lost the first 37 pounds. I am truly loving this journey.
Note: I will be speaking about my fitness journey at #140YOU in New York City in June. I will be one of the members of The One Ton Panel, a panel made up of "people who have collectively lost a lot of weight."