Peace-ing contest

Before getting to my title here a few public news: 

Last week I mentioned that my goal was to step 150,000 times and to enroll in a step challenge on vivofit.

No one asked how I did?

150,890 steps in one week. And I finished first. I had written a comment to the participants at the beginning of the competition stating my goal in the hope that everyone would just drop off and I would be the one to take first, second and third place. But that didn't happen, I only ended up taking first place, but by a huge margin.

 

This morning I read an article from myfitnesspal, it's about: "The Problem with Cheat Days". It's excellent, I highly recommend taking a few minutes to read it.

Except for a few things, the article is right where my head is at. It is all mental. I eat everything I want, but what I want is to eat healthy. No kidding, I stopped eating sugar because I didn't want it. It had nothing to do with cutting it off, as a matter of fact, I thought that once in a while I would indulge myself but except for my little test, I didn't touch the white refined crap. 

At some point, I'll have some again but then it will all be about portion size.

I also read my favorite blogs this morning. If you want to add humor to your coffee, go to Sarah ( thinfluence ) she is a superstar in my book.

She might do a sex tape at some point and I even learned something about “lady parts” from her!

hahaha I'm sure that I already lost a lot of reader who are already gone to read what it's about. 

End of public news

So for the past weeks, my back is generously giving me pain. I mentioned it, I stopped running, but I kept walking. This week I decided to stopped that too. I think it's helping but I’m still sore at the end of the day and I can't stand up for any laps of time without the pain getting worst. 

Our friends are slowly coming back to the campground and some of them are pickelball players. So yesterday we decided to go and play a few games with J. and S. 

Because of my back I didn't know if I would be able to play more than a game or two. I ended up playing about 6 games.

My back was almost perfect. I'm a 55 year old man but when I'm playing, I'm more like a seven year old boy. It is impossible for me to stop, I just want to play. So after the first 2 games, I didn't want to stop. It didn't help that S. and I were winning! So we played more games. After 6 games, my wife decided I had enough. I almost threw a tantrum but she would not have any of that. In defeat and because no one wanted to play with me, I had to put away my racket :(

Within 5 minutes after stopping, my back was giving me signs that my wife (this ONE time) was right.

It's really hard for me to admit that I have to take it easy. I'll offer that very same advice to anyone else, but for me, it's not necessary.

Thanks to my wife for making me stop yesterday, today, if we find anyone who wants to play, we will be back on the court.

I'm at peace with that, I modified my training, I keep some time to play and I have the voice of reason (this ONE time, my wife) telling me when to stop; can it be more peaceful than that?