BURN, BABY, BURN
13 March 2003
I couldn't believe it when I looked at the odometer. Cindy and I make the same tour of
Davis each morning. For weeks we had been doing it in 41 minutes at an average speed of
11.6 mph. One bright shining day I realized I was going faster (it was getting light and
so I was better able to see the odometer as we biked). I pushed it that day and was
thrilled when we returned and our average speed had been 12.1 mph and we'd done the 8
miles in 39 minutes.
For years I've been watching sporting events and hearing heartbreak when someone fails
to break his own record by teeny fractions of a second. I've never quite been able to
identify with that until now. Those tenths of seconds are starting to mean a lot to me.
This morning I was aware we were going pretty fast more than usual. It seemed we were
hitting 13 and 14 mph most of the time and rarely dropping down below 12 mph. The
knowledge of that made me push it more. Biking in the light, where I can watch my speed on
the odometer, has become the best incentive for me to work harder. I even clicked over
into the highest gear this morning--I rarely change the gear on the left side, but
discovered that when I did, I covered more ground in a faster speed (my legs were starting
to know that too).
I hadn't been paying attention to our average speed, but the closer we got to our
starting point, the more I began to wonder what the average speed had been. I pressed the
button on the odometer. 12.5 mph. Wow. I'd never sustained that speed for this long a
time. The very knowledge of that gave me renewed enthusiasm and even though we were
nearing the end, I put more muscle into it and the speed began to creep up to 13, 14, 15
mph. When we pulled up in front of the house, dripping with sweat, and panting, I checked
the odometer and discovered we had averaged 12.9 mph and had covered the distance in 37
Now that's a workout!
Speaking of workouts, I can't believe the new thing I'm going to investigate. No
decisions yet, but it turns out that there is a Curves franchise, exercise for women,
opening in the shopping center where I work. They are offering a special deal for joining
and I thought what the heck--I have an appointment to go look the place over during their
Now who in the world would have imagined that I would find myself looking forward
to checking out an exercise establishment and thinking that it will be cost that will be
the determining factor. This is a me I don't recognize.
I also went to a second WeightWatchers meeting today. Actually it was my first for the
week--I didn't stay for the meeting here on Davis on Tuesday, but just went for the weigh
in. Instead I went with a friend to a meeting in Sacramento--decided to see how the other
half lives. I have to admit this was a really fun meeting. A lot more people, more people
"like me" who are in the process of losing a lot of weight. (At least two
people there had lost more weight than I have, which I found very encouraging.) The leader
was a lot more dynamic and there was a lot more group participation in the discussion. I
do like the leader here in Davis. She's very sweet and very sincere, but dynamic she
ain't. I'm going to go back to the Sacramento meeting next Friday because apparently the
Friday leader is even better.
Hey...it's busy work. It all keeps me from focusing on food!