It’s fitness Friday again.  Thank you everyone for stopping by.  Welcome to another installment of David swears he is going to go to the gym, but is not. Or maybe I should call it 8 glasses of water a day, how I learned to give up water without even trying. That doesn’t grab you?  Maybe I should call it “Homemade Meals: Myth or Malady?”  Wait!  This title grabs me.  “Counting calories: Another Death Spiral In Action.”  What do you think?  Maybe adding romance to the title should happen here.  But where should I include it?  I just have to come up with a catchy title for this episode.  I only have 12 more of them to go.

What Should The Title Of This Blog Series Be? Fitness?

What I am really finding funny, after all of this silliness, is that I started this blog series with, not another fitness blog.  Was I being prescient, or ironic?  Should I have called it David’s lack of fitness blog?  What would you call it?  Maybe I will have a contest for people to come up with the best name for this blog series.  I wonder what the winner of such a contest would get? Hmmmmm. . . .

I know.  I know.  Being down on myself for what I have or have not done is not the best of motivational tools in my arsenal.  Do I have such an arsenal?  Well . . . I’m working on it.  And really, this week wasn’t quite as bad as I make it out to be.  I just didn’t live up to the stated goals that I set for myself.  (Although I must send a shout out to my friend who sent along some grapefruit essential oils to add to my water drinking.  Maybe I won’t give up on water just yet.). It’s just been a crazy week.

Here’s An Excuse!  There’s An Excuse!  Everywhere An Excuse!

Now I could sit here and come up with the fourth excuse for falling behind in four weeks.  First, there was the St. Patrick’s Day Leprechauns and their evil DST who took me out of my rhythm.  Then, not to be outdone, the sixth circle of heck decided to ascend from its harrowing depths to ensnare me in its evil clutches.  Finally, last week, I became Indiana Jones: In Search of the Lost Keys.  Hey!  It couldn’t have been worse then Kingdom of the Crystal Skull.  (Here’s hoping that the next Indy movie is better!!!). The last four weeks knocked me off my mojo.  Nevertheless, I’m not going to excuse why I didn’t this week.  Still blog editing, I suppose.

A Review of My Week

Be that as it may, I am going to attempt to review this week.  So what things did I live up to?  Or what depths did I sink to?  What evil lurks in the hearts of men?  Wait!  Did someone just walk across my shadow? No?  Ok, moving right along!

Four trips to the gym –

Does a good two days at the gym with a nice day at Knott’s Berry Farm with tons of walking add up to three?  I could then call this week a solid 3 out of 4 stars.  I am just going to leave it up to you whether or not the walking really was another day’s worth of exercise, or whether it was guilt from eating all of that delicious food.  Is there such a thing as food guilt?

8 Glasses Of Water Per Day –

As my friend reminded me (the one who sent me the grapefruit oils), 6 glasses of water does not 8 make.  Did that last sentence make any sense?  Who knows?  What it really means is that I need to drink more than 6 glasses of water per day.  I don’t think anyone is going to let me add the two glasses of diet soda to the six glasses of water and call it 8, unless you live in Davidville.

One Home Cooked Meal Per Day –

So I have a kitchen.  And I have a stove.  I think I am supposed to take out the pan and put some piece of meat on it.  Or for you vegetarians and vegans out there, I should be putting vegetables on there and warming them up.  Although maybe I shouldn’t be warming them up too much as they might lose too much of their value as the vitamins fly off to vitamin heaven.  (Is vitamin heaven like sock heaven?)  So the question is: did I cook up anything worth eating again?  I swear I cooked one meal there.  And then I threw together a salad one day.  Anything else? Nope!

The Dreaded Calorie Counting –

OK!  I know that I said that if I did the previous two, that I could ignore doing this particular one.  But since I haven’t even done the previous two this week, I need to put down that I failed at this one too.  Because this was supposed to be an “either/or.”  Why does it end up feeling like a “both/and?”  Who knows?  What I do know is that I should be counting calories if the week goes haywire and I can’t getting to making those meals at home.  Why?  Because it’s something I can control when I am having a hard time finding the time at home.  Should I make more time at home to make those home cooked meals?  Yes!  But should I be counting calories if I can’t?  Yes!


Moving On From Here

So what does one do to improve performance.  It’s going to be an interesting week as I have Spring Break with my daughter.  We are going to be going out and having adventures.   So we will see how often I make it to the gym.  But I will be walking around so much, I am going to cut myself some slack in the gym going department.  It only makes sense!  I will try to make it a couple of times, but I will be getting enough walking exercise to balance the craziness of this week out.  Besides, I am not going to insist on four and set myself up for failure.  I am going to try for two and then be happy if I make it to four.    But I am getting ahead of myself.  So the following are my fitness goals for this next week:

Two Times At The Gym Plus Four Outings Equals Four –

Wait!  What?!?  Two plus four equals four?  I must really be bad at math.  Nah!  I’m just thinking that the outings aren’t as strenuous as a workout.  So I should have had the equivalent amount of exercise.  Besides, one of those outings will be at the Berry Festival, so I’m not sure I should count it.

Home Cooked Meals Every Day –

This is the part I should be excited about.  Having my daughter should force me back into the kitchen, which will be a good thing.  We should have at least one of those said meals per day.  And I will get a head start on my cooking with B episodes.  Just as a question.  How many of you think that my first vlog should be one of those episodes?  And how many think it would just be strange?

8 Glasses Of Water Per Day –

Really, I should have no excuse here.  My friend gave me the oils. I now should be on it.  I’ve just gotta do it.  And maybe cut back on one glass of diet soda.  But that may be asking too much.  We shall see.

Wrapping Things Up

Well, this just about wraps up my week.  It’s where I have been, and where I am going.  I didn’t put calorie counting on my list, but I am hoping that I live up to these three things.  I am really excited to be spending the week with my daughter and going off on adventures.  Looking for some fun places to go.  But I do know I cannot keep running around the whole time.  That would be bad.  In the past, I did it a couple of times and all it did is make us sick.  I struggle with allergies enough this time of year.  I don’t want to add sickness to the list of things happening this spring.  It’s too beautiful out to be sick.

Not exactly fitness. But off on another adventure.

What are you going to do with your week?  What things do you like to do for Spring Break?  Where do you like to go on holiday?  And where do you love going with your kids?  I would love to hear from all of you.  Feel free to drop me a line in the contact the author list anytime, especially if you want the pass code for the Dad’s Guide.  While I am still working out the kinks, I hope to find a way to give it to my subscribers, without publishing it to everyone. Give me a little time as I am updating things on this new blog.  Thanks for stopping by once again.  Week 9 down.  12 Weeks to go!

Until next time, this is me signing off

David Elliott, Single Dad’s Guide to Life


Previous Fitness Weeks (21 Week Challenge) –

Week 0: Not Another Fitness Blog

First Week: Week One

Second Week: Two Down. Nineteen to Go.

Third Week: Fitness Reboot

Fourth Week: I Just Adore Four

Fifth Week: Give Me A Five!

Sixth Week: St. Patricks Day and DST Conspiracy

Seventh Week: Not Quite Heaven

Eighth Week: Lucky 8?