Although it seems strangely inappropriate to celebrate the number of miles I’ve walked lately (given that doing it to excess appears to have caused my current injury) this morning I’ve exported the data that has been gathered in Apple Watch during October and added it to my ongoing table to show totals for both miles and steps since I started Slimming World.
For those who are particularly forgetful (or entirely new to my blog) some months ago a friend pointed out that I had walked the distance of the English channel in a week. This was something quite new for me and I began to write about it in posts and discuss it with others. A delightfully jaunty lady at my SW group then suggested that I build on this milestone and plot my walking progress across a virtual earth.
In the related post (here) I thought it would be fun to see if I could walk the distance from Land’s end to John o Groats – which is 847 miles according to Wikipedia. I am now on target to complete this (hopefully) by Christmas.
At the moment my left leg is elevated and I’ve just taken my pain medication – so I’m not 100% sure how I feel about this graph. Currently I feel like I’ve set myself back quite a bit by being too over zealous, and people I trust to tell me the truth are worried I’m pushing myself too much.
Every single day I’ve been walking I’ve had these totals in my mind and have been trying hard to do more and more month on month -continuously increasing my steps and miles walked.
My tendency (like when I had the flu last month) when I miss a day is to do twice as much the next day to make up for it. I’m going to be out of the game for at least a week this time and it’s probably unwise to risk another injury by repeating the same slightly obsessive behaviour again.
I think November therefore may well show a significant decrease in steps and distance – depending on how quickly I get over this.
Anyway – today’s post is not a long one, as not a huge amount of things happen when I’m largely confined to my house. I’m still keeping a close eye on what I eat and I’m trying to be as virtuous as I can with quantities.
I’m also trying not to think about the scales on Saturday – which are edging ever closer and looking (metaphorically at least) over my shoulder at my dinner. Mentally I’m not sure how well prepared I am for a maintain or (heaven forbid) a gain. I might need a little more than a hug if this is the case.
On the plus side, after fiddling around and faffing about on and off over the last few days in Skyrim on my Xbox I am now a level four mage and can cast a rather impressive fireball that appears to do a very good job of immolating the undead. I also have a new tunic for my wizard that improves my magic capability by 50%.
I’m sure that this revelation will prove to be a better contraceptive for the time being than any prophylactic or male pill on the market – but just in case this unexpectedly stirs any amorous feelings in my female readership please let me know in the comments and we can discuss my fireballs further.
If anyone needs me I will be lost in fantasy while things heal up.