Reuters reports on a study that demonstrates exercise builds new brain cells, something of particular interest to 30-something geeks like me since:
Tests on mice showed they grew new brain cells in a brain region called the dentate gyrus, a part of the hippocampus that is known to be affected in the age-related memory decline that begins around age 30 for most humans.
After two weeks of being sick and not wanting to eat anything (strep throat has that effect on me) I've managed to reach a new low of 203 lbs. I'm finally feeling better thanks to the amoxicillin and getting my appetite back, so we'll see if it stays off.
I gained two pounds over last week, primarily because I only went to the gym once or twice last week, and drank way too much soda (mostly on Game Day and the kids not being around on said Game Day, so I could play video games until 4 a.m. after the guys left at midnight).
If only all the running around I do in Oblivion translated into real exercise...
I missed the Geezer weigh-in yesterday because I forgot my iPod at home ... and there's no way that I am going to the gym without my podcasts. The good news is that I did make it today, and the gym scale surprised me with a weight of 204 lbs. I had to reset the scale and weigh myself again before I believed it.
I now weight 20 lbs. less than when I started this quest and as a fellow Geezer said today, the Land of Sub-200 is in sight! My 36 waist jeans and pants now fit well, and while they're not loose yet a 34 waist also seems achievable.
I swore I'd never do it. I said it was pointless, watching video on an iPod at the gym. The screen's too small, the iPod's too far away, and there's plenty of better stuff to listen to that doesn't risk the iPod going flying across the gym after an inadvertent tug of the earphones sends it bouncing off the elliptical climber.
Yet there I was, at the gym, iPod balanced carefully on the stand in front of me, tiny screen flickering with all the science fiction goodness of Battlestar Galactica's "Eye of Jupiter" episode.
Desperation led me to this moment. Sue had yoga, I had a Knights of the Dinner Table column due, Heroes was on at 9 p.m. and I had to get caught up on Battlestar before Tuesday's lunch hour, when I'd be getting together with friends to watch Part 2 of "Eye of Jupiter". I had too much too do, and not enough time to do it. So I did what I swore I wouldn't, loading the episode onto my iPod and heading to the gym.
I didn't hit the gym nearly as much as I needed to in December and early January, but the good news is that despite eating quite a lot of good food during the holidays, I only gained about two pounds. I'm holding steady at 210 right now, but I'm hoping to start making downward progress again once the start-of-semester crush is over at the day job.
British researchers say that wearing music players or watching TV during a workout can help provide the sort of distraction people need to keep going to the gym, according to this AP article on CNN. At the same time though, hardcore athletes do better when they're able to listen to their bodies, and avoid such audio and video distractions.
Personally, if I'm at the gym, I need my iPod. Whether it's a podcast, an audio book or just some Huey Lewis, I need that brain fix to keep my mind occupied.
Gaming blog Joystiq looks at the health and fitness mode of Wii. Like BrainAge for the Nintendo DS, the Wii's fitness mode runs you through a series of tests (in this case physical, using the Wii's motion sensitive baton-like controller), gauges the results and then awards you a "fitness age" based on your scores. Seems like a pretty cool use of the Wii platform, and all the more reason for me to get one come springtime.
I spent the last week coughing and hacking (and taking care of equally sick kids) instead of going to the gym. The upside to all the phlegm though is that I didn't have much of an appetite, and as usually happens when I'm sick, I lost some weight. In fact, I'm now down to 208 lbs., which officially puts me at halfway to my goal of 190 lbs.
Usually I tend to regain the weight I lost while sick over the course of a week or two, as my body reaches equilibrium, but I'm hoping my return to the gym this week will allow me to keep some of the loss, and provide at least the slightest silver lining to the last week of hacking.
Slow and steady wins the race, or so they tell me. I'm at 212 lbs now, down from a starting weight of 224. The promised land of wearing pants 36 waist has been reached, though my old 36 jeans remain a little tight. I expect they'll be just fine once I hit 208.