Uphill Battle

Welcome back!

My break in posts has not meant a break in exercise! I've been religiously keeping up - how can I not with two great gym shirts that I received from great friends for Christmas (shout outs to Katie and Heather for my "Damn it feels good to be a hamsta" and "Birdemic" t-shirts, respectively). 

I have also been doing more A.W.W.O's than normal which is very invigorating. I weighed myself and I am at 249.8


So, for Christmas I received some "Eat This Not That" books for Christmas (shout out to Beba!) and in the back it suggests that walking at a 15% incline at 3mph is actually better for you than running on a treadmill for lower impact. For the past two days I have tried it. Let me tell you abut the experience.


First of all, I don't know if you know what it is like to be walking on a 15% incline. Long story short: it's bonkers. You keep rising and rising on the treadmill until you're eye level with Andre the Giant and you're suddenly craving peanuts (shout out to the Princess Bride).


Second of all, walking consistently up that incline is also bonkers. More than bonkers. So much so that it was reminiscent of my first-ever cross country summer team practice. Katie and I started running and I turn to her and say, "What are we? Climbing an f***ing mountain?" I am reminded of this exact moment on because on the treadmill  I feels like I am climbing a f***ing mountain. I should have a sherpa with me, an oxygen tank, some crampons, and a camera man following me with David Attenborough narrating in his wise, british voice:


Few people have ever attempted this feat before. Most who try, fail miserably and end up sliding off the treadmill and wind up slumped at the bottom in a sad little lump, crying while LMFAO blares in their ears. Why this particular climber would have tried to run-dance while climbing this f***ing mountain is beyond me. What a twat.


Until Tomorrow,

J