I am a TV baby. Not so much now, but when I was a kid I consumed many hours worth. We didn’t have video games when I was growing up, but we had TV. Lots and lots of it. Before school, after school, during lunch if I went home for lunch that day. My constant companion. As I got older I’d watch TV well into the night on weekends as my taste had grown beyond cartoons to include “old” movies.
Back in those days, it was years from the theater to the TV for motion pictures so all we had was “old” movies. They were the best! I was fortunate enough to grow up within an area to receive broadcasts (no cable) from two major cities, and I had my on tiny 12” black & white TV from puberty on so there was always something to watch. I especially liked that there were many badly dubbed foreign movies shown in the wee hours, and usually on the weekends we got lots and lots of what we used to call “monster movies”. You really hit the jackpot when you had a badly dubbed monster movie! They were few and far between but there were enough American movies to fill my time.
Of course there was a lot of schlock but there were some gems too.
One that comes to mind is a scary little cheapo called “Horror Hotel”. Young girl studying witchcraft does some spooky research in a weird little town that just so happens to be filled with (GASP!) WITCHES! This thing was made on an obvious shoestring budget, minimal sets….lots and lots of fog, but it creeped me out when I was a kid and still gets me today.
Another goodie was “The Blob”. Certainly less “scary” but still “cool”. Starring Steve McQueen (yep) and that woman who played the teacher on the Andy Griffith Show; they were two teenagers who saved the world after one fateful night battling an ever increasing ball of jelly. Awesome! It even had one heck of a catchy pop theme song. What was not to love?
Well maybe I don’t love that theme song so much. It still beats through my head these many years later and never louder than this morning when I braved not only the scale….but the body fat monitor as well. Beware of the blob INDEED!
What the heck is with my body?
I just do not build lean muscle it seems.
I’ve exercised pretty consistently for more than a year. I’ve lost a lot of weight and my body fat has gone down, but has never even gotten to with 20 percentage points of what is considered healthy for a man. Now I realize this monitor I have is probably not very accurate but even looking at it as a ball park number is still very depressing.
If you’ve followed any of this you know I have put on some weight. Now I know I also packed on a few more percentage points of body fat.
I honestly expected to find that some of my weight gain was in fact muscular. I guess not.
I feel more in shape than ever. I eat more lean protein than ever. I can’t say I look more in shape than ever as I am still covered with that droopy sack that used to be known as my skin, so I was hoping the numbers might give me some encouragement.
Nope.
All I can do is regroup and try something else.
I’m not sure what that is at this point so I have been resorting to the only thing I know: eat better and exercise more. This strategy works to a point but it is that which I have to tweak. I’m thinking I need to exercise “smarter” rather than “more”. That might entail resting more than I do giving my body time to recover and actually build up. It may mean a little more weight training rather than Pilates as my resistance training.
I have to admit I have even been eyeing that anti-fat pill “Alli” but the side effects scare the heck out of me: ie-pooping your pants.
This weekend I promised myself I would finally open the Bodybugg that still sits in box it shipped in. I thinking that maybe, hoping that maybe, if I can see what my body’s metabolism is doing at any given point in time it may actually give me some insight into what I have been doing wrong.
History tells me it will probably just be more depressing news but I think for the moment I am through with my “what ifs” and I am ready for some more facts, depressing or not.
In the meantime I will avoid all mirrors when I am shirtless or more and pray that darn theme song leaves my brain sometime in the next millennium!
Beware of the Blob! It leaps! And creeps! And slides across the floor!
Oh wait. That’s just me.