Friday, January 15, 2010
I am suspicious of things called nubrition bars.
Ever since I joined SP Iíve been working on ways to eat healthy delicious food. Ever since January I have eaten only food or not-food. Iíve eaten fruits and vegetables, meats and cheeses, milk and whole wheat bread and I have also eaten candy. But I knew it was not-food Ė it was candy. Nothing ersatz Ė nothing called a food product Ė and nothing that refers to itself as nutrition. As I read somewhere on SP Ė if my grandmother (who was a pretty savvy chick, btw) wouldnít have known what it was, I havenít eaten it.
Till today that is. You know the story. Early morning appointment. No time for breakfast. 10 minutes to dash into either a MacDonaldís or a grocery store but not both. I chose the grocery store and bought a packaged nutrition bar.
Iíll admit Ė I picked the one that looked the most like a gooey snickers bar. There wasnít a lot of choice Ė evidently the granola type bars were on a different aisle. And Iíll admit it was tasty. And its caloric content was okay though I didnít think about how high fat it might be. I really bought it by the photo. It looked like candy and it tasted like candy.. sort of.
But it didnít taste like food. Hereís a picture of its nutrition label and honestly Ė the first thing on it Ė which means the biggest component of this nutrition bar is something called poly dextrose.
Iím no chemist but I know poly means many and dextrose is sugar and I regret that I didnít have a slice of my own home made bread instead.
This is the first thing Iíve eaten since January 1 that I didnít take both pleasure and satisfaction in. Oh the chocolaty gooey taste was a momentary pleasure on my tongue. But the satisfaction of eating Food that I cooked myself or selected from a menu in a restaurant that cooked Food just wasnít there.
I donít like nutrition bars or energy bars or even oatmeal in a bar bars. They donít bring the kind of pleasure and satisfaction Iím looking for in my meals. If I am going to have hurried mornings Ė which even I, with the worldís most accommodating schedule, will have Ė I need to come up with some quick, on-the-go breakfasts made of real food. Because eating is too important to me, too precious Ė too much fun!
Thursday, January 14, 2010
So. I know that when you are working out you should take a "Day Off" and I have scheduled that for Thursdays during this bootcamp month. The offical bootcamp instructions are to do 30 minutes of cardio / 5 days a week. I know it's okay to do more than that and many folk here do!
I'm ... well, not quite a newbie, but certainly I'm a young-bie...an advanced beginner-bie. I do think my body is being pushed harder than it has in many years. I am definitely NOT interested in an injury - think how THAT would stall my fitness efforts! And I know the purpose of the day off is to give all the stretched (which means slightly torn) muscles to heal and strengthen. I know that a day off is just as important to fitness as all those days on.
so why does the idea of taking a day off frustrate me. My body has that edgy jumpy feeling that it just wants to jump up and start moving! It reminds me of those kindergardeners I was talking about the other day.... hard to pin them down.
More than that. I am salivating at the opportunity to lift heavier weights more times next Tuesday! I am chomping at the bit for it.
There's just this hunger to use my body and I must give the bootcamp process credit for engendering that in me. I have to tell you - more than any other change I could be experiencing, this is the most welcome. It is all part and parcel of a communication between body and brain that is long overdue.
I can think of nothing more natural than for those two B's to work as a team, giving me a healthy productive happy life. Body tells Brain "I'm hungry" and Brain asks body "What do you need?" and Body says "calcium" and Brain goes down the list of calcicum rich foods and finds a match with what's in my refrigerator.
Oh Dear. that last paragraph reveals to you how really weird I am - splitting myself into a trinity of self, body and brain. ahh well. I guess I've spent too many years breaking big tasks into small action steps.
Ha! And I've spent entirely too much time meandering around with this blog post too. So, pulling myself back to the original theme - I am going to take a walk today, and to do the Thursday bootcamp workout, but it will be the easy gentle walk, not the pump it up walk of my Days On.
Happy Friday Eve to you all!
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Yesterday was the first time since Christmas that I have knowingly gone over my calorie limit- by only 200 calories, mind you, but still - over. The big ticket items are unknowns ... my own home made half/half whole wheat bread ... I will have to punch that recipe into the tracker so I can be more accurate, and the hamburger I had last night for dinner. cooked at home the pacakge says 250 calories per 1/4 of the package. I didn't weigh it out but I know I ate more like 1/3 of the pacakge . Oh. And the peanut butter at lunch. Lean meat might have rung up a bit fewer calories there.
And it was all mighty good. I am really pushing myself... nudging might be a better expression but increasing either the minutes I'm active or the weights I'm using and that makes me hungry for protein. And most of the time, when I was hungry I'd find myself thinking "what nutrition is my body asking for right now?" which is a very very good thing. I truly do believe I made the right choice to eat a little more. I stopped when I was full which was when dinner was over and felt simply wonderful.
Then something happened that I have to find a place for in my mind.
After an hour or so I began to want to eat something deserty - pudding, maybe, or even one of those really delicious oranges we have. I wasn't really hungry - not the way I was earlier in the day when I was fueling instead of snacking. I was slightly bored. I was not quite warm enough. It was getting close to bedtime but not there yet. I couldn't seem to settle to any craft or book or hobby. And it was then the snacking bug bit me. And it nibbled away for a good while. I finally had to sit down and tell myself "Bess you are going to HAVE to give this one up and go to bed without satisfying an urge. It's not a need because you truly aren't hungry. So this time, the answer is No."
In short. I had to be the grownup. And my inner brat was sulky but she didn't throw a tantrum - she obeyed.
Because she trusts her inner parent? Because she wants to be a good girl? Because she wants to grow up to be pretty and slender? Probaby that one most of all. But the trust thing is there too - and rather than calling her a good girl, I would say she wants to Do What's Right.
I have never been attracted to Bad Boys or badness even, though a little naughty hint now and then, accompanied by a twinkling eye and a kind heart, is okay. But rebellion for rebellion's sake or to prove that nobody can push me around really isn't much a part of my personality - wasn't much even when I was a teen. This is where I really AM a Virgo and in fact, I'm glad of that.
So, doing the right thing usually feels good enough to cancel any embarassement or frustration or anger. Usually - I am no saint by a long shot nor even a goody two shoes. But for the most part I like to be glad of my choices and I'll admit it. I am glad of last night's choice to Not Snack.
I hope this doesn't happen too much though. It is much easier writing about it than having to do it. I hope I can either eat enough nutrition in few enough calories that there's room at the end of the day for a worthless but tasty treat. And I hope that I don't really want a worthless tasty treat too often. I can do some denial but I might get cranky or quit if I feel I have to do too much of it.
so - that's the progress report from Bess - that and on the exercise front I increased my weights yesterday with the upper body workout AND did the whole routine correctly. Last week I was bumbling around on that ball. this week I have an idea how it works. And how much I have to stabalise my innards if I'm going to stay on the thing. And I have a short term goal of getting to 8 lb weights (from 3 lb) over the next month or two.
I am discovering with the free weights that they are actually easier than the machines. What a surprise. but I can make fine adjustments to the positions of arms and wrists and shoulders with free weights that help with little personal quirks and old injuries.
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