I don’t think that further discussion about horses is really germaine to the discussion. It was kind of a tangent of a tangent anyway.
Well, it’s all about priorities, limited available time, and alternate options for both ways to spend that time (that are more enjoyable) and ways to lose the weight (that take less time). My life is choked with purely recreational things that are battling over my time, and I want to do them all. I sometimes feel guilty when I think about the recreational hobbies that I’m letting lie fallow to pursue other hobbies!
Clearly this line of discussion is going to generate more rolleyes than sympathy (‘oh poor baby you, having too many fun ways to spend your time’), but the long and short of it is that my time has an extremely high value to me, and any activity that wishes to compete for my time needs to promise a significant benefit or host of benefits, sufficient to compete.
So. The thing about the “hard” exercise you describe is that it tends to take time. Usually lots of it. You mention burning 500 calories a day; on my reclination bike it says I burn about 280 calories an hour. So even if you’re working nearly twice as hard, you’re still talking about an hour of precious, precious time being expended on the activity. For a benefit that can be literally equalled (on the weight loss front) by not eating two and a half cookies. And it takes no time to not eat two and a half cookies. ![]()
And then there’s the level of unpleasant physical exertion that exercise promises. This is important because if exercise was fun enough, it would become competetive as a recreational activity independent of its neglible caloric burn. And for me, exercise just isn’t fun. “But it is!” you might exclaim. But I’ve been forced to do exercise before, and it has never been fun. Sports have never been fun. Running downright hurts, but even other less painful forms of exercise simply don’t do anything for me, and at best are mildly unpleasant. “But that’s just because you haven’t done them enough!” Yeah, and that’s what they say about eating caviar. Blech, no thanks. I’m not interested in acquiring tastes - I’m not so hard up for entertainment that doing unpleasant things for prolonged periods in the hopes that I might one day become acclimatized to it is appealing to me.
So that’s where I’m coming from - serious exercise is a pain in the ass that wastes precious, precious time for negligible benefits that I can largely achieve through other means more efficiently. With that in mind it should be easy to understand why I personally don’t want to get within ten feet of the stuff.
Probably the thing that’s throwing you off is the opportunity cost of serious exercise - the funner things that I can’t do while sweating in yoga class. If my life was an endless dull drudge of boredom and inactive listlessness, it would be a lot easier to get me to fill some of the gaps in my empty schedule with bouts of beneficial suffering.
I get dubious about the idea that this is so linear that you can meaningfully sum up the calories into the thousands; the metabolism is not a computer. But regardless, the issue is that the exercise-end has such negligible effect that it’s not worth pursuing.
It’s like this: suppose that you want to have a car race with somebody, who graciously offers you not one but two ways to pursue your goal: You can drive the car faster in the usual way, but in addition you can also push the car ahead at the starting line before the race, as far as you like, to give you a head start. It will be in park at the time, so you’re literally pushing it, not rolling it, but by working your ass off, you can gain a few extra feet of distance for efforts for every hour of work.
If a person really, really thinks that this will come down to the wire, and that a few extra yards will be the difference between the win and losing their foot, they would be prudent to push as hard and as long as they can. But me, I’ll skip that just press the gas petal a little harder.
If you saw the rather eclectic mix of possessions in my apartment, you might think differently. ![]()
That’s not a match. Generally speaking I’m not a frenzied binger; I merely haven’t completely convinced myself that I dislike cookies.
Except I already know the cookies are contrary to the diet.
I will say, that if this clarity stuff came in a pill form, and wasn’t too expensive, I might give it a shot just to see how well it works. But it doesn’t come in a cheap pill - the process to get it would be time consuming and unpleasant and would actually cost more cash than I’m willing to toss at a test too. So, because of that, it’s not for me.
Let me know when the pill form comes out.
Aww, don’t you want to have a nifty semantic hijack? ![]()
Perhaps people around you eat healthy snacks, but nobody I’ve met does. Of course, I don’t run in gym-club circles.
And ranch dressing? That’s empty calories; no way, not on cauliflower, not on salad, not on anything. (It’s tasty, though.) And since this is for snacking on while watching TV in my la-z-boy, no messy tuna either. Just raw cauliflour (and broccoli (they come packaged together, the way I buy them), noshed on like oversized popcorn kernels. The taste is lame, but the texture is interesting, and it supplants other tastier, more caloric snacks.
I think you overstate the effictiveness of exercise - if only in that you fail to subract out the ‘at rest’ calorie burn from your numbers for the caloric burn of exercise. (Remember, every activity supplants another, which has its own levels of benefits.)
And I’m not in so big a hurry to get there that I need to work both sides of the equation. Particularly when the various costs per calorie on the one side are so much higher than the costs on the other.
I have been carefully refraining from mocking yoga out of a desire to avoid torpedoeing the discussion. But if you want to go there, I can accomodate… ![]()
Good thing I’m not saying such a silly thing, then; I’m saying that exercise has no effect either way on weight loss/gain, or at least close enough to no effect that it is eclipsed and made negligent by other factors (specifically, diet).
And exercise does trim people up, depending on how you define “trim up” - it bulks muscles, rearranges the body mass, and perhaps trims a little fat here and there. (I get the vague impression that it can taughten skin too, but I could be completely wrong about that.) The thing it *doesn’t *do is compete with diet control as a method of losing large amounts of weight when you take into account the time and effort required.
I’m actually much more averse to getting professional help than I am to exercise in general. Exercise alone is time consuming and unpleasant. Exercise with a trainer is time consuming, unpleasant, has an audience for my failings, and beyond all that has an ongoing financial cost too.
If I can stick to the diet, I won’t.

