lessons learned

Today's walk was educational. Within twenty minutes, I realized I wouldn't be able to walk a full 25K. Nearly sixty hours of fasting may have made me sleepless, but it had also made me weaker. As I continued walking and thinking about alternative routes, I also realized I wouldn't be walking the shorter 18K route to Bundang, either. So I did an even shorter, circumscribed route that took 160 minutes to complete. I'd estimate the distance as nearly 12 kilometers (Naver Map says 11.7 km). 

I wasn't exhausted by the end; my knees didn't buckle while I was walking. Nothing dramatic happened, but I could feel the underlying weakness of an incipient crash coming, so I took my time, walked a shorter route, and that was that. I'm not going to be presenting any new numbers this evening; the truncated walk makes that unnecessary—I doubt there were any significant changes. Expect numbers tomorrow at noon, before I head off to the office to get some more work done. Out of curiosity, though, I did weigh myself post-walk: 104.5 kg, i.e., another kilo lost. Some of that was doubtless peed out earlier in the day.

So today's walk showed me my limits. I think I'm going to restrict myself to very short walks on Monday, Tuesday, and Wednesday, and depending on how weak I'm feeling, I might reduce my stair work to just a single staircase: I don't want to faint in that stairwell.

More numbers tomorrow. Stay tuned. Right now, I'm thinking I can power through the rest of my seven-day fast as long as I reduce my activity. We'll see.