Closing in on the finish line and finishing strong I hope. This week I’ve slowly reintroduced Big Blue, the 20kg kettlebell, to the routine. Strangely the biggest strain it seems to put on my body is my forearms and fingers. I guess a chain really is as strong as its weakest link.
I’m about to take another week off for travelling, one for work and one for pleasure. I am looking forward to crossing the finish line. It has been an interesting journey so far. I’ve learned a few things about myself and about my body.
I’ve learned that diet is a bigger contributor to weight loss (and gain). I think I knew that but my fluctuating belly was living proof. I’ve discovered a rich seam of routine and determination I didn’t know I had. Actually I found that routine is a solid foundation for behaviour change. A lot of research has gone into the power of habit and routine. What routines can I put in place to build on the success of this challenge? Any suggestions will be welcomed.
The back spasm has resolved itself and I’m back at it. Sometimes we need to take one step backwards to course correct and set us on the path again. Not wanting to re-injure my back or shoulders and slowly rebuild I have dropped back to 10 sets with the 16kg kettlebell this week and I will build back up gradually as we go along. Being this close to the finish line, it would be heartbreaking not to finish strong.
Disappointingly, but not surprisingly, as I hit the end of month 10 my weight was almost back to where it was at the beginning of the challenge. Weight loss was never a primary goal but it would have been nice to wrap this up with a Brad Pitt-esque six pack. Those six packs truly are made in the kitchen and not in the gym and certainly not in the pub watching the Rugby World Cup. Oh well, there have been plenty of highs throughout the year so far.
While there have been many highs and lows with the challenge there have also been quite a few in life generally over that time. It’s not an easy thing to admit but earlier in the year I hit a very low point. Very low. On reflection I’m glad I had this challenge to fall back on. It was there for me to focus on. Something simple and tangible. Something that I could point to daily as each day provided progress, counting swing after swing towards my goal. Something that made me feel like I wasn’t a complete failure. You’ll be glad to know that that black cloud lifted, hopefully for good.