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Let Your Body Learn
Nov. 1st, 2024 04:23 pm"Fast beat the feet / Fast fall the hands / The pulse is alive / Making me sane / Let your body learn /
Let your body build"
In the past few months, I have shed about 15kg. Back then, I had good reason for a "bon vivant" lifestyle and had become quite lackadaisical in looking after my fitness, and I am aware of how easily I can slip into hedonistic and epicurean pleasures, resulting in the greatest level of chonkiness that I've had for quite a few years. I made a modicum of effort to bring this under control, but it has been in the past month I have imposed a stricter regimen that has become the new normal in my life. Every day I find myself exercising for approximately two hours across the day, a combination of jogging and aerobics in the morning, cycling (Albert Park is particularly pleasant this time of year) in the middle of the day, and weights in the late afternoon. Just to focus my mind even further and suffer some punishment, I have also decided to join a local sǎndǎ (the Chinese equivalent of MMA) group, who surprised me by being quite accepting of my age and size. My objective is still to lose a further 10kg and arc up the rate of my activities; I am, of course, constrained by time. If I do 20km an hour cycling at the moment, I want to be able to do 25km by next month, and so forth. Because incremental gains in life are typical and rapid gains are extraordinarily rare, successful improvements are predicated on dedication.
Naturally enough diet has a big part to play as well, and I've been tracking that very carefully. Metabolism slows down by the mid-twenties, and sarcopenia, the loss of muscle mass, begins to occur a few years after that, often increased by changes in lifestyle. Unless one keeps their fitness in at least some semblance of good activity (and I'm very grateful that I had both the ability, mentality, and foresight to do so) by the time a person is in their fifties there will be significant issues with calcium and vitamin D, vitamin B12, etc. As journaled a fortnight ago, I had taken the path of cutting out alcohol for a month and restricting it to once a month after that. This has made a difference as well, and I am slightly surprised by how little I missed it. Tonight, however, is going to be a bit different; I'm pleased to be hosting the "All Saints' Day" cocktail party for residents and friends of two particular households of Stawell Street, Burnley and Rushall Crescent, North Fitzroy from the mid-1990s to early-2000s. Some of the people attending tonight haven't seen each other for thirty years or more, and others have stayed in touch as loyal and true friends.
Let your body build"
In the past few months, I have shed about 15kg. Back then, I had good reason for a "bon vivant" lifestyle and had become quite lackadaisical in looking after my fitness, and I am aware of how easily I can slip into hedonistic and epicurean pleasures, resulting in the greatest level of chonkiness that I've had for quite a few years. I made a modicum of effort to bring this under control, but it has been in the past month I have imposed a stricter regimen that has become the new normal in my life. Every day I find myself exercising for approximately two hours across the day, a combination of jogging and aerobics in the morning, cycling (Albert Park is particularly pleasant this time of year) in the middle of the day, and weights in the late afternoon. Just to focus my mind even further and suffer some punishment, I have also decided to join a local sǎndǎ (the Chinese equivalent of MMA) group, who surprised me by being quite accepting of my age and size. My objective is still to lose a further 10kg and arc up the rate of my activities; I am, of course, constrained by time. If I do 20km an hour cycling at the moment, I want to be able to do 25km by next month, and so forth. Because incremental gains in life are typical and rapid gains are extraordinarily rare, successful improvements are predicated on dedication.
Naturally enough diet has a big part to play as well, and I've been tracking that very carefully. Metabolism slows down by the mid-twenties, and sarcopenia, the loss of muscle mass, begins to occur a few years after that, often increased by changes in lifestyle. Unless one keeps their fitness in at least some semblance of good activity (and I'm very grateful that I had both the ability, mentality, and foresight to do so) by the time a person is in their fifties there will be significant issues with calcium and vitamin D, vitamin B12, etc. As journaled a fortnight ago, I had taken the path of cutting out alcohol for a month and restricting it to once a month after that. This has made a difference as well, and I am slightly surprised by how little I missed it. Tonight, however, is going to be a bit different; I'm pleased to be hosting the "All Saints' Day" cocktail party for residents and friends of two particular households of Stawell Street, Burnley and Rushall Crescent, North Fitzroy from the mid-1990s to early-2000s. Some of the people attending tonight haven't seen each other for thirty years or more, and others have stayed in touch as loyal and true friends.
