My American Bulge

My life style here is pretty much the same as it was at home; motorbike to work, sit around at work, motorbike home, sit around at home.
Sure, I was a little more active at work at the hospital, but only a little.
Anyway, never having owned a set of scales, I can not say how much I weighed in Australia, I just know that I weigh more here because I can see it.
I have, in 5 months, got the ‘little’ pot thing happening pretty clearly……….
We are eating much the same, Freddy is cooking all our meals. I can only put it down to two things;
1. I am coming home for lunch, so I am eating better at lunch time.
2. Despite the fact that Freddy is still preparing our meals, the basic ingredients are loaded with more sugar.
3. I am drinking more.

So, the alarm is back to the same as it was in Australia, I am getting up at 4:30 am each morning and that affords me the time to go to the apartment complex gym from 6am to 6:30am and have some one-on-one time with the treadmill.
It is a computer motor thing, and it seems pretty good. You put your age and weight (there are some scales in the gym at Opto 22, so I know what I weigh now) and it has heart rate sensors built in. What it does then is, using your heart rate, it changes the speed and incline of the treadmill to keep your heart rate in the ‘zone’.
Its nice for two reasons. 1. You dont have to worry about dogs or cars and that sort of thing if you were walking in the streets, and 2. Its relentless. It gets your heart rate up and it keeps it there.
The sad thing is, at the end of the 26 minute sweat soaked work out, it tells me that I have only burnt 200 calories……. so, I have given up my ‘stout-a-day’ habit.
Shame really, but my self esteem is slowly getting better….. Its only been 2 weeks, Im sure in time my pot will get the hint its no longer welcome……….