Sunday, October 21, 2012
That was the screech from the nursery that sent me running to my toddlerís room 37 years ago. I found her holding back the curtain and excitingly shouting ďThe sun came back!Ē
Such is the wonder of an almost 3 year old who suddenly realizes each day is a new beginning. Today is the first day of the rest of your life is a clichť, but true nonetheless.
What about last week?
Did we make good choices? Did life interfere with our plans?
It really doesnít matter now. Today we begin a new day and new week.
Hereís the choice. Look forward with hope and stay on the right track or fall back into old destructive habits. I donít want to retrace my steps and go backwards. I know where that leads and I didnít like it there.
So, as I watch the sun rise over the lake, I wish you all a good day and the resolve to make it a good week.
Saturday, October 20, 2012
Last month I wrote about the daily challenge of living with the junk food king, including a picture of my kitchen table.
This is how it looks now.
The peanut butter is mine Ė part of my breakfast every morning for the past decade. Further back you can see DHís Nutella peeking out from behind the napkins. Not a bad choice, except thatís part of his 1st breakfast. There are always one or two more before lunch. Yesterday it was cheese Danish. I know because I saw the wrapper in the garbage.
The water bottles are there just to be handy to grab as I run out the door. I always want one with me. Note the new SP inspired additions Ė 3 bottles (vegan omega-3 since Iím allergic to fish, vitamin D3 since my test showed Iím low normal and a multivitamin). Why are they upside-down, you may ask? Thatís how I know whether or not I remembered to take them. One with each meal and, as SP advised, dependent on what I am eating. (The body canít absorb more than 500 mg of Vitamin C at a time etc.)
The junk food is still in the house, only itís been banished from my sight. I know my table wonít get Martha Stewartís approval. Thatís a bunch of old mail at the far end and no pretty centerpiece. But itís much more conducive to a healthy lifestyle than it used to be.
Just for comparison, hereís the old photo.
EDIT: Onmymed's comment reminded me that I should have added that I do use a reusable water bottle, but I visit a lot of places during the day where I find the water source questionable. So when I need a refill, I have an alternative and I do recycle always.
Friday, October 19, 2012
We are often warned by well intentioned people about a specific activity because of potential injury. Donít do X, Y or Z. It will hurt your (insert body part here).
Looking back at my history of injuries serious enough to require rest and/or rehabilitation, the activities most dangerous to me are eating out and food shopping.
In reverse chronological order:
July 2012: I tripped over a step while checking out the items on the restaurantís buffet. I landed awkwardly and twisted my left knee.
Result: 2 months of rehab exercises and no workouts.
April 2010: While grocery shopping, I caught sight of a half price sale on chocolate! I did a quick pivot and strained a ligament in my right knee.
Result: Ice, Advil and 2 weeks of not running.
May 2007: In a local supermarket I was buying a salad and bottle of water for lunch. I didnít have a cart for the 2 purchases and as I came around the corner of the aisle, I fell over shelving that the employees had left on the FLOOR. Nothing broken, but I got a 6Ē by 6Ē ugly purple bruise on my thigh and a lot of pain.
Result: 2 months of inactivity and a lot of Advil.
Note: The first thing the manager did was order his people to remove the shelving. I actually had to ask them for ice. No apology from the store, just a letter from their legal staff that any claim would require my submitting all my medical records for the last 10 years without any guarantee of confidentiality. Fortunately, I didnít have any expenses or miss work, but it did give me a new perspective about those who hire personal injury attorneys.
June 3, 2006: Our 39th wedding anniversary. We were coming out of the restaurant where we had dinner and were looking for the Cheesecake Factory for dessert when I tripped over a concrete planter on the sidewalk and fell face first, breaking my fall with my outstretched hands.
Result: 6 months of rehab for a frozen shoulder. At least I could still run.
OK, 3 of the 4 were my own fault. However, bizarre things happen to other people too. At our gym last week a woman tripped over the weights she left on the floor and fell into another woman. The 2nd woman broke her leg - another case of wrong place, wrong time.
Be careful out there!
Thursday, October 18, 2012
If I feel good, eat healthy and exercise, isnít that enough? No, not for me and looking around at the general population, not for a lot of other people either. Without some objective measure, itís way too easy to deceive myself.
The voice in my head says:
Compared to others, Iím not fat
Compared to others, Iím fit.
Compared to others, I donít eat a lot.
Compared to others, I eat healthy.
But Iím not the others and if I only depend on subjective measures, Iím going to be one of them Ė again! Society is giving me license to gain weight. Clothing manufacturers allow me to feel good about myself by calling my 38Ē inch hips ďsmall!Ē or in the case of one brand ďextra small.Ē Yeah, sure! It was their miracle fabrics that allowed me to gain 25 pounds and still fit into the same clothes. Who knew underwear could stretch like that?
My body knows what it needs, right?
Why does MY body think it needs so much sugar and salt?
Without a stopwatch my mind overestimates the distance Iíve run and underestimates the time elapsed. Without a food scale, I underestimate portion size. Without reading food labels, I underestimate calories, sugar and salt. Over time this has unfortunate consequences.
I do get a complete physical every year or two, but I can do a lot of damage in that time. A lot of chronic conditions can creep up on you with no early symptoms at all.
Fortunately, I have an objective measure to keep me honest. I have a scale. Itís great for maintenance. (Yes, I know it doesn't define my self worth and I'm aware of daily fluctuations) However, if the trend is up, up, up, I can't continue to lie to myself. Iím doing something wrong and I want to find out in time before itís hard to turn things around.
I want to make this weight loss journey a one-time trip and just stay at my destination permanently.
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