The Spouse Thingy walks these ramps at the hospital a lot.
They run 2 to a floor, and go up 8 stories; when he has a quiet night at work, he walks them. This afternoon he needed to go to the UCD bookstore across the street from the hospital, and took me to the ramps.
It's like voluntary torture, but now I really want ramps of my own. Doing that 2 or 3 days a week would give me killer calves if nothing else.
My heart rate definitely went up while I was walking up them...probably too high. I get into the high 150s on the Trikke and have gotten into the 92% of my max HR range before, and I'm pretty sure I edged a little over that, just going up them once.
I need something, in any case. Tomorrow I take my "official" weight for the week, and I'm going to be up again.
My diet is good; I don't blow over my calories for the day. Between the walking and the Trikke at least 4 days a week I'm chewing through 700-1000 extra calories.
Yet, I'm gaining.
I think I'm at the weight I was last December.
I'm getting very, very frustrated, and very, very pissed off.