I haven't blogged much because not much of note has been going on. Still working out on a regular basis, but without any particular goal in mind. Samo and I do the crossfit workouts when they aren't crazy, and sometimes when they are. I'm in good shape, and getting stronger slowly, but I haven't really pushed myself for a while.
I went for a long hike this weekend and it was nice to be in great shape and not worry about holding the other person back. I remember the first long hike I ever took... it was a large group of people, and when it became clear that I was by far the slowest of the bunch my friend R stayed behind with me. I was so slow I'd have been all on my own otherwise. I huffed and puffed my way through eventually, but I was embarrassed and disappointed with myself that it had been so hard. I had thought I was in good shape until that hike. Fast forward five years, and I hold my own quite nicely thank you.
I haven't been able to shake the weight that came back on after my trip to Thailand. I've gained over half a pound a week for three months. That's strictly my food intake at work. I'm kinda sorta working on that. I know that I've been eating more volume and worse quality. The bags of chips from the mini-kitchens morphed from unappetizing to a daily treat somehow. It's probably partially stress related. Acknowledging that isn't the same as stopping, though.
