So, um, this exercise business, right. Is it just me that gets yea-many weeks in to a reasonably exacting regimen and then has an attack of the Serious Bleak?
What I think's happening is my metabolism waking up and going "Lard-burning, is it? Right then, fuckin' 'ave it, mate." (Gloucestershire metabolism, y'see...) and because I've not changed my face-feeding habits to compensate, I have what the cyclists call a bit of a bonk. I imagine the same thing would happen if I didn't do any more work, but went on some calorie-restricted diet or other.
It's just me, isn't it?
What I think's happening is my metabolism waking up and going "Lard-burning, is it? Right then, fuckin' 'ave it, mate." (Gloucestershire metabolism, y'see...) and because I've not changed my face-feeding habits to compensate, I have what the cyclists call a bit of a bonk. I imagine the same thing would happen if I didn't do any more work, but went on some calorie-restricted diet or other.
It's just me, isn't it?
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Date: 2006-06-30 06:58 pm (UTC)On a totally unrelated subject, you and Pat want to come round one evening?
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Date: 2006-06-30 07:05 pm (UTC)A chance for a nosey round your new domicile? Ho yus indeed.
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Date: 2006-06-30 09:19 pm (UTC)The point at which it happens is typically 90 minutes, albeit with a wide range (e.g. switch to a carrot-juice diet and you'll be permy-bonked, OTOH lots of experience with the effect plus plenty of
wine/kebabscarbs in your diet will push it out. Also depends on personal wiring so YMMV.no subject
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:24 pm (UTC)Anyway. What day are you playing at Ashton Court again?
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:28 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-06-30 11:29 pm (UTC)Tuesday is the only bad day.
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:30 pm (UTC)I wish I still had the document that explained all of this metabolic malarkey with nice hysteresis curves.
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Date: 2006-06-30 11:34 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2006-07-01 12:07 am (UTC)'Fitness' is this thing that 30-summat blokes start on (well, some of them anyway) when they realise that the 'egg on legs' look is just going to get them laughed at.
It's also something I'm cheerfully intent on reclaiming from the sporty but dim types that infested my time at big school. If only because I can't be mithered with the South Park diet.
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Date: 2006-07-02 09:40 am (UTC)[1] There has to be an anglicised version of this term that's slightly less fnar-worthy...