On my 45th birthday in July, I resolved to resume a regular exercise regime for my health and well-being. For just under three months I’ve been doing a morning run three times a week, Monday, Wednesday and Saturday mornings. I’ve logged about 90-100 total miles over that time period.
On the plus side, I’ve enjoyed getting back into a regular exercise habit (although I definitely have some difficulties getting started on some mornings.) I am blessed with several lovely runs near my home, including around the serene Stow Lake in Golden Gate Park, on the water’s edge of Ocean Beach, and meandering around the stunning Land’s End Park. And it’s healthy for me to get away from technology and noise and just be in my body and nature for 40-60 minutes.
On the questionable side, I’ve seen only negligible effects on my weight and general appearance, which is annoying. I had hoped after three months to see some more marked improvement — a trimmer waistline, a lower BMI. Instead I seem to just be holding the line on my health.
Not that I’m in terrible health. But according to my assessment and my doctor’s, I’m right on the line between ideal and overweight.
I suppose I could do more drastic changes to my diet, add more miles and days to my exercise regime. My goal was to find a sustainable lifestyle over time, rather than doing a crash intervention that I can’t keep up for more than a month or so.
So I’m happy with myself for my self-discipline and generally being a fit, active middle aged person. But I do wish the results were a bit more obvious.