So I got on the scale yesterday and realized I’d lost about 15 pounds since moving to London in April.

If you’re like me, you might be asking how the hell that happened?  Was there Dexatrim in my wheaties?  Is Greek Yogurt really laced with some sort of fat-burning protein I’ve not heard of?  Am I sleepwalking through nights (that would explain why I’m never rested?).

Perhaps.  But the real revelation came when I was moving the “I brought these to London but I won’t wear them” clothes to the front room’s dresser (because they were borderline obscene sausage-fests when I tried them in April).  Turns out, on a whim, I threw on a pair of REI hiking pants that I had been mortified to try on (note, not KEEP on) in April – and they not only zipped, but they fit.  And looked decent.

What. The. Hell?

I’ll be honest kids – it’s been a bit bleak here.  I’m averaging some pretty long hours at the office, I’ve worked out once in the last six weeks, and my bikes just arrived ten days ago (they stare at me, balefully, from the living room, giving me a stink eye every time I download a book from Amazon with the excuse that the Left-hand drivers are going to run me over like the American tourist I am.)  I’ve been dogging it – only swimming once.

I also made a promise to myself that I wouldn’t run again until I had lost some weight.  Actually, quite a bit of weight.  Because as much as I know that my weight wasn’t the sole cause of the last year’s injury, I know it didn’t help.  So, no running.  Swam once.  No cycling.  What gives?

Well, here’s the thing about London – I have no car.  It’s a big city.  I walk everywhere.  Sometimes, I walk quickly.  Everything I do, suddenly, after about 8 years, is under my own steam.  And turns out, “under my own steam” burns some calories.

This is a good thing, right?  Well, yes.  For starters, I’ve noticed that because I run (er…I mean, hurry) down the left-hand side of all the tube escalators, I’m getting quads of STEEL people.  I land lightly, and my hips stay centered, and Joel my PT would be SOOOOO proud of how I’m transferring weight from one leg to the other!  (This is also a skill you can test by standing on one leg and trying to put on a sock without holding onto anything.  If you’re not successful, might I suggest descending some stairs – wide ones – regularly?)

Anyway, I think that this Tube tactic, combined with the fact that I’m just walking everywhere – is just really doing a little bit, each day, to help.  And who am I to complain?

Don’t get me wrong.  According to my standards, I still want to drop another 30 pounds before I run again (and yes, I’m serious as pie on Sunday).  But I’m feeling better about getting moving.

Anyway, that’s the update from here.  I’m sorry the posts have been sparse lately, but next week I’ll have internet service at my home again for the first time (with a computer that can keep up) since I moved here, and then we’ll be back in business.  For those who are new readers, thanks for stopping by – and those who have been with me all along, thanks for sticking by.


See you on the path –


5 thoughts

  1. Hey Sal – isn’t that the best feeling. MOVING is a wonderful thing. I’ve lost 48 pounds (I really want to round up to 50 – but I’ll wait until the scale actually bestows that reward upon me) since I started following your blog. What started as something primarily for vanity – has become so much more. I can’t believe how much better I feel. I totally get the bliss of putting on a clothing item and having it just FIT!

    Five weeks away from the Chicago triathlon (olympic dist). I’m sad you won’t be there for me to thank you in person for the motivation. I’m doing a local sprint tri next weekend. While I’m sure I am not completely ready – I’m feel stronger and more motivated every day! Have a great week. Cheers.

  2. Woo Hoo!
    That is a nice discovery! I am telling you, the time we were in Paris was the best for my waistline. AND I could eat whatever I wanted.
    I think the walking is on the top of my list for reasons to move from the midwest. (preferable to a eurocity) but I am not picky at the moment.
    cheers and hugs!

  3. Better start a wardrobe update fund for that day when suddenly everything in the closet fits you like a mumu. 🙂 I’m happy for you!

  4. What a great read to start the morning in SF! I felt the same way in Boston and *hated* buying a car when we returned to CA–not only because you’re not using as much of your own “steam” but because the experience of walking around a city is so rich. A great way to get to know a new place. Love your writing as always!

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