Friday, January 27, 2012
I follow the Dalai Lama on Google+ and sometimes I just really really appreciate the comments that are made. This one is one I want to remember:
== The very purpose of spirituality is self-discipline. Rather than criticizing others, we should evaluate and criticize ourselves. Ask yourself, what am I doing about my anger, my attachment, my pride, my jealousy? These are the things we should check in our day to day lives. ==
I had a situation the last couple of nights that got me angry to the point of ranting to my best friend and not wanting to have anything to do with the company involved. Instead of focusing on criticizing them, this reminded me that I should evaluate what I had done (or not done) and look critically at my anger with an eye to improving for the future.
(To me criticize is not a bad word. It is a necessary part of improving to be able to look critically and see what needs changing. It is no less loving of myself to know I am not perfect and need self-correction.)
Friday, January 27, 2012
I've heard people say before that they avoid any food that has things in the ingredients that they don't know or can't pronounce. The need to manually enter nutrition facts has had me looking more often. Now, instead of rejecting outright any food that has an unknown ingredient, my policy is to look it up.
Someone had mentioned that chocolate milk after a workout (about 15 minutes later) is a good option. I love my milk and I do love chocolate milk, so I scheduled it in yesterday to make sure it fit my nutrition tracking well.
Post-gym, I headed to the nearby grocery. They were completely out of small (16 oz) bottles of chocolate milk. I didn't want to buy half a gallon. They did have, however, a load of chocolate and mocha (pass!) and "very berry strawberry" (hmmm). I grabbed the latter.
While heading from the grocer to the transit stop, I was sipping and looking at the ingredients. All but one were "normal". I normally avoid artificial flavors just on principal, but wasn't going to toss it over that or Red #40.
Then I saw "Carrageenan".
What on earth? It was way near the end, so not much relatively. I'd never heard of a phony sugar with a name like that, but maybe I missed something. So I had to go look it up.
It was actually kind of interesting. It's extracted from seaweed and useful in how it bonds / gels other ingredients. It is used to thicken the strawberry milk a little and give it the expected viscosity (I chuckled - I'm more used to that word as used with motor oil than food).
It has its goods and bads. One good that had me surprised is there is a nasal spray containing it that has been shown in clinical trials to actually be effective against cold viruses (the virus, not just the cold symptoms like every other treatment out there). One bad is that it could have a role in IBS, so those with touchy digestive systems probably have to avoid/limit food-based consumption.
Next time I see Carrageenan on a label, I'll know what it is. I'm glad it wasn't an artificial sweetener. Those tend, in more than minute amounts, to give me headaches.
Thursday, January 26, 2012
First thing I should say - while I was, in the moment, most irked with the couple mouthing off, by the time I posted that blog I'd long since laughed about it. (They were rude / crass anyway, making a big deal of his nationality as though it had any connection to his brazen ogling.)
He's not the first and I'm sure he won't be the last who are on the creepy end of the spectrum. However, I'm not small or meek. They can creep, but if they tried anything they would be considered a T.K.O. shortly. So I really don't think long on them other than having fun with the stories of their oddness.
Which brings me to humour.
My best friend loves comedy. Whether it's a comedian on a stage or a sit-com, it's all gravy. The topic doesn't matter, bland or offensive, tame or profane, politics, religion, sexuality, race and culture - he enjoys the humor.
Me? Man ... am I the most difficult to amuse audience in many cases.
Most potty humor has me going "really? not funny". Except for one time I had something pop into my head and texted my daughter and friend:
== If an increment is a small step or interval ... what is an excrement? ==
The word play is what amused me far more than the potty part of the humour.
Most humour that involves mocking or making fun of others is somewhat "eh?" to me. It has to be very light and indirect and the comedian has to be equal opportunity about their targets. Yet I seriously laughed when I saw an image on Google+ that read:
== A husband is someone who, after taking the trash out, gives the impression he just cleaned the whole house. ==
I don't think I ever have or ever will laugh at videos or gifs of people getting injured or humiliated in some way. The whole "America's Funniest Home Videos" used to tick me off badly. Yet I can be rather amused by a video of a squirrel than has eaten fruit that fermented and is drunkly attempting to climb a tree.
Or the foxes on a trampoline:
What do I find funny? I rather like plays on word meanings, but preferably subtle rather than in your face. I enjoy a rather dry wit, when the humor doesn't feel like the entire focus of what is being said and is a surprise treat.
So, humour me when I fail to make it clear that I'm amused. ^_~
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
So, last night after leaving the gym and hopping on the Light Rail Train, this short older man starts asking me where I'm getting off, where I'm heading, and giving me looks. I brush him off as much as possible, but unfortunately for me, he's getting off at the same stop and onto the same bus from there that I am.
Fine, whatever. I sit down, he sits in the seat in front of me, but he doesn't turn and try to talk to me, so I just leave it be.
Then it's my stop and I stand up at the door as the bus pulls up. This means I have my back to Mr. Little and Kinda Creepy. Easy enough to pay no attention to him ... right?
Nope. To my right is a couple who suddenly, in a stage whisper without the whisper part, start in with:
"OMG, look at the (nationality). He's checking out her a$$. What a pervert."
"Can you believe him? Such a total perv."
Seriously? I had no trouble just ignoring the guy. Did we really have to just make sure the ENTIRE bus knows he is looking? Now their eyes will go one of two places. Him. Or me.
Okay, so it's not really a question. I know for a fact I consider the couple far worse than the old guy. He was a predictable creeper, but harmless. They turned it into a public event with no consideration for how that attention would affect me.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
So after replying to a thread on one of my Teams on how to make sure the nutrition tracker has the calorie range set based on accurate numbers, I took a moment to review mine and adjust my target date.
First, I decided to adjust the goal to 155 instead of 160. The reason for that is in my Sophomore or Junior year, in Driver's Ed class, I remember quite distinctly being 150 and being just about right, if not muscle fit. A few years later, living on my own and eating a good bit of fast food and drinking lots of soda, I was holding at 165 and was notably over-curved, soft at points.
Yes, that was 20 years ago, but that range (up to 162) fits right into the top end of the "ideal weight" for my height. Much as it has not been all along, however, that goal weight is not really what I'm working for - it's a ticker that shows how I'm doing in the healthier eating and fitter acting department.
I then looked at what the date would be to reach that with a 1.5 pound per week loss based on my average so far over four months being 1.64 per week. That came out as something in mid-November, so I put the end of the year as my goal to allow for it slowing down toward the end.
This adjusted my recommended calorie range from 1650-2050 down to 1470-1820. It might go back up if eating in the lower range causes me to lose weight faster than planned, but we shall see.
I honestly did not expect to be doing this, but I keep adding a little here and there at the gym. I so remember my past gym memberships positively, and so I've settled back in duck to water style. Other than learning things like the elliptical and relearning/learning different models of weight machine and working out a routine, I get there and settle right in.
I only started doing the recumbent bike to replace walking while my foot recovers (thus far seems to be doing quite well - but I'm taking no chances). Now I've done the elliptical for the second time and find it surprisingly easy.
My knees are definitely less touchy. I can do the squatting stretch for the inner thighs and a couple of others without having to pay super close attention to them. I'll have to try normal squats and see what they think but that pleases me.
My ST has gone from a few muscle areas to pretty much making sure I cover all the major muscle group. It has also gone from 2 sets of 15 exercises with 1.5-2.5 pounds extra weight at most to 3 sets of 12 with varying amounts depending on the machine (I am weak still, so any from 15 to 60 pounds generally). I follow that with either 20-30 minutes on the bike or 10-15 minutes on the elliptical. Then I do crunches and obliques on a mat with my legs on a balance ball. Then I stretch out fully. O_O Just about 2.5 hours at the gym. Whoa.
The other four days of the week, I aim for 45 minutes on the bike in fat burn mode. I may swap that to 30 on the elliptical given that cardio isn't as hard on my legs.
(Fat burn = my lower heart rate range, 116 for my age. Cardio = my higher heart range, 142 for my age.)
I had forgotten just how much fun I find the gym.
In fact, I think my ONLY complaint ... is that I get tired of looking at nothing. CNN makes my head hurt, ESPN seems to only show basketball which I'm sick of, music videos are too pop for my taste, and the last shows a series of tips (... one has a typo in it) and short blips about classes, and I've read them all at this point. Even if I got a music player, it wouldn't give me a place to focus my eyes.
(TMI - Skip advisory to not read the rest if you don't want.)
As I'd mentioned in my prior blog, I was so mentally tired from this past weekend. Thankfully, most of my early day at work was easy software testing so I felt better. But physically I felt completely drained. I didn't sleep particularly well, but it wasn't just that. This was more than tired.
Yeah, TOM decided to show up. A week early. Which, given that I'm most of the time in the 30-31 day range isn't really too badly off, just early. (I'm used to the occasional odd one. Between DDa and a coworker, I seem to fluctuate to share cycles once in a while.)
My usual pattern is some spotting a few days before - which was only a couple days before this time. Then I have one day that is quite heavy and where I just feel like I'm drained of all energy. (And literally, I ~AM~ being drained, I say.) I definitely feel the cramps (mild with my high pain tolerance) and my bones and lower back ache. That was what hit me this morning.
Either by evening or the next day, most of that goes away besides some faint achiness and the rest is normal lasting 2-3 days.
Lucky for me, I was feeling better by mid-afternoon. I wasn't sure what I'd have done about the gym - probably reschedule my ST for tomorrow. It was most awkward though. I headed for the ladies' locker room at least four times just to make sure I didn't have any embarassing leaks. -___- I don't remember that particular problem in the past.
Yes, I do realize I am amazingly lucky. The worst "PMS" that I get is tending to talk naughty more in the few days before I realize it's in the works. The one day of feeling utterly drained is survivable (with napping) and other than that it is merely a nuisance part of being female.
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