Thursday, June 10, 2010
Okay, so I've got this book by Prevention called "Walk Off Weight." I've had it for a while, used it a little before (I think this was where I got hooked on Yoga, thank you very much!) but never considered the back page, until now. The back page has a "Train to Walk a Half Marathon" Training Plan. Seriously. They want me to consider walking 13.1 miles? WTF, dude?
And then I got on Spark, and I read some blogs, and I started moving my own body, and I realized that this isn't out of the realm of possibility. (Does any race allow walking only in a half-marathon, though?) While this isn't in my very near future (I know my body, it isn't ready!), I thought maybe I could tweak this to match my goal to walk a 5K by the end of summer, or thereabouts.
Week One looks like this:
Sun - Easy Walk (15 minutes)
Mon - X-Train (20 minutes)
Tues - Brisk Walk (30 minutes)
Wed - Rest
Thurs - Brisk Walk (30 minutes)
Fri - Rest
Sat - Endurance Walk (3 miles)
What if I changed that endurance walk to 2 miles. I can do that right now. It's hard, but I can do it. At least keep 2 miles for the first week before I increase to 2.5 the next week, right? And maybe scale back the brisk walks a bit to start. Say maybe 20 minutes each? Oh, and the rest days...yeah, those have to go. *lol* Remember, I'm doing 30 in 30 this month. I will try to do something a little lighter those days, though. Relaxation yoga or my inStride cycle or something that isn't too rough on me. Thoughts from my runner friends? If this goes well, I'd increase the brisk walk time and the endurance mileage every 2 weeks or so.
No, seriously. What is the deal with tofu? Does anyone even eat it? I'm not against it - not at all - I'm just wondering how the heck you cook this stuff! WTF, dude? I'll be perfectly honest with you - tofu scares me as an ingredient. I like it in my Miso Soup (which I don't eat anymore -- all that sodium! YIKES!) but that's about where that ends. Thoughts? Recipes? Ideas? Agreement with my fear?
That's what I was last night. I was one tough daughter of a gun! I had the same stomach turning feeling on the way to class last night ("PLEASE don't let it happen again! PLEASE!!"), but I went in, handed over my money and grabbed a spot in the back next to a girl I would KILL to look like! (She probably thought she was fat and was probably there to tone up, but she was drop-dead gorgeous! Wish I had the balls or even the thought process last night to lean over and tell her that she was beautiful...but I wasn't thinking straight so you'll have to forgive me for the missed opportunity! If I see her again, though - it's on like Donkey Kong!)
As I said, I tried to be very careful of the knee. No jumping, no kicking too hard, certainly no turning! All in all, everything went well. I have to say, it's a little embarrasing when you're in the back and the whole class turns around and you realize they are now staring at you and probably wondering why YOU aren't turning around. But I did what I had to and I lasted through the entire hour. There were some parts in which I far exceeded several of the skinny chicks on the floor (flexibility is always one - plus the punching part -- OMG I *love* punching! And, surprisingly, the squating...I went deep into those squats because it felt good and I could. I know this helps my knee too, so I went all out on it!). I surprised myself when I asked for the time at the break and realized I'd already made it through 35 minutes!
I did it, y'all! I completed a (completely modified) Zumba class! And...shhh...don't tell anyone this but...I can't wait to go Saturday morning!! Sucks they'll be taking next week off (thought it was this week, it's next week! SUCK!)
Does anyone do this? It really looks great. Like Yoga, it has that feeling-centered-don't-really-realize-you'
re-working-out vibe to it. Anyone tried it? Likes? Dislikes? Don't cares?
What's your favorite kind? How do you take it? I'm a little bit of Truvia and lightly brewed kinda girl and I'm wondering if this defeats the whole purpose of tea, like hubby seems to think it does, or if it's actually good for me to drink tea. (Certainly better than some other things I can think of!)
Welp. That's it. Take 'er easy, everyone. Talk to you later. Truck on! Tee you later! *snort*
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
Just another excuse to get some chocolate milk up in my house:
*lol* Of course, the trouble is that I would drink it before a workout, and hours after a workout, and with dinner, and with the apple pie my husband bought me yesterday. (OMG - totally forgot to tell you all this story...) So maybe no chocolate milk for me. Maybe just some greek yogurt and a slice of toast or something? Basically, the message is - refuel with carbs and protein...they're just giving the chocolate milk as an example, and probably as a way to make people feel better about enjoying chocolate milk! *lol*
Apple Pie Story, real quick... (If you haven't noticed...I'm not good at 'quick')
You all know these things, right? These things have been a weakness of mine since I was little. I always knew they weren't "good" for me, but they sure tasted good! (I may think differently if I tried one today, but when I was eating whatever crap I wanted, they tasted so good!!) One of these babies packs 470 calories and over 20 grams of fat - not to mention the 36 grams of sugar! I knew, I know these things are no good, no two ways about it.
So hubby comes home yesterday with a little brown bag from the little store down the street. This store is like the old general stores that most people think are quaint now because you never see them anymore. We simply call it Terry's, because that's the name of the fellow who owns the place. Anyhow, he and the boys went down to Terry's to do a little snack shopping while I was gone. It was a mini-celebration for the boys finishing school yesterday. We used to do this all the time (no wonder I got back up over 400 pounds!!), but I've been only buying my Vitamin water and some Fiber One bars on the off chance they have them. Every once in a while I get a Diet Rite...that's about it. So hubby comes to me with that little brown bag and says, "I got you something. I don't know if you can eat it though." I'm thinking "probably not" but I don't say anything...and then out pops that thing up there. AAAAAAAAAH! RUN AWAY! RUN AWAY! (Those were the sirens going off in my head.)
I chuckled I think. Hubby looks at me and says, "So..no?" And then he turns it over and says, "I suppose I could've looked at the back to see..." "It's 410 calories, right?" I interject. Nope. Wrong. Off by 60! So it was even worse than I thought it was!! ACK! I don't know what hubby did with that thing. I hope I don't have to see it again. I thought about it twice last night. Even considered cutting it into four pieces and having one piece a night for a few nights. In the end, I just didn't mention it again...and neither did hubby. He's adorable sometimes, and I know he was trying to do something nice, but he's gotta learn that he needs to show me he was thinking of me with non-food items. A nice Vitamin Water would've been great!
Wednesday, June 09, 2010
So a while back (I don't remember how long ago it was and I don't want to look...last week I think) I was asking for suggestions for why I had gained like 2 pounds in a day. (BTW - I'm pretty darn sure it was the sodium.) Someone mentioned Potassium and I looked it up to be sure I was getting enough and see what the symptoms would be if I was not getting enough. While I realized that most of my favorite healthy options were on the list of potassium-rich foods (therefore, not likely to be my problem), I also realized that nearly every single food was something my 8-year-old son refused to eat.
Lately Ethan has been complaining that his "heart" hurts. Okay, now before you call CPS on me for not rushing him to the ER, let me explain. We don't believe in panicking when something hurts on a child. We know enough to be able to try a few things, try to figure out what the cause could be, and then see if we can do a quick home remedy. Just as I'm trying not to put junk food and crap into my system, we do not want our children to constantly be taking medication. (Plus, there's a history in my family of waiting to go to the ER - if you reread my Zumba blog you'll notice that I found out my foot was broken like a day after the injury happened because Mom wanted to see if it was just sprained or something. When the pain continued without letting up, she took me to the ER.)
Let me also tell you that I have a history of hypochondria. I can make myself feel the pain and make my body respond in a certain way. A lot of made up stomach aches as a child in order to receive the attention I felt I was lacking led to real stomache pain and issues. (Add it to the list of cycles I've been trying all my adult life to break.) But even as I write this blog to all of you, my heart has a bit of pain. It started when I began typing about my son, and it will likely end 10 minutes after I finish it - once I think of something else.
ANYWHO -- So when he said his "heart" hurt we asked him questions about what he had eaten, what he had done, what the pain felt like, etc. We then instructed him to lay down with his legs up and see if that helped. It helped. He was better in a matter of minutes. He complained once more about it to me, and again relaxing helped to settle the issue. One more complaint and he would be at the doctor or ER (trust me, it crossed my mind SEVERAL times, but he insisted that he felt better). And then I read about how potassium deficiency can lead to irregular heartbeat, and I did a silly thing then - I mentioned it to him. I told him that he'd have to start eating some more of the foods on the list I had or take a potassium supplement every day to see if that resolved his issues. I also told him the choice belonged to him alone.
For the past week now, my son has been walking around the house grabbing bananas at random and eating them. Asking me "does this have potassium in it?" and holding up an apple. I think I even caught him looking at a nutrition label the other day. And he says outloud, "I'm going to go get a banana. I need my potassium." Later tonight I will ask him if the increased potassium has stopped his "heart" problems (I also put that in quotes because sometimes when you're 8 you think one thing hurts and it's really something else...so his "heart" could be something else that he's mistaking for his heart - you know?).
But all of this has led me to realize that my son wants a healthy life. No, I mean, he really was born to be healthy! My oldest is more susceptible to peer pressure and is already highly addicted to junk food, but my youngest still has a shot. Why? Because he is conscious when he eats. He thinks about the most simple things - What does this have in it? Will it help my body? Do I even really like it? Is it good for me? Will I be hungry five minutes from now after eating this? Am I already full? Do I want seconds? Am I even hungry?
I know people say that kids are born with an instinct to eat properly and that we, the adults, the parents, the people who are supposed to be doing good things for them, teach them how to destroy their bodies and get them addicted to HFCS and other nasty, nasty things. But I guess I didn't see it until my 8 year old started eating bananas. He doesn't *love* bananas. If you offered him the choice between a banana or a sucker he'd likely pick the sucker -- or...or he might reason with you that while the sucker tastes better, the banana contains what his body needs to be healthy. That makes me a very, very proud Momma. (serious tears forming here people!)
I always worried that my kids would be fat and have to go through what I went through, what I'm still going through. And I know I don't have all the answers to make them stay healthy, I know that we're moving in the right direction. Ethan has started training (yes, he calls it training and he set goals for himself too...no, I did not direct him to do this but he has been watching and listening to me a lot!) for football season, which starts at the end of next month. He tries to remember to do 10 cruches, 10 push-ups and 10 leg lifts (and insists that his legs must be exactly 6" off the ground) every day. He always volunteers to go walking with me, and he was DYING to come to Zumba with me last Saturday. (He's going this Saturday, btw...I've decided.)
So I guess my changes have helped create a brighter future for my child. And while I knew that would happen, logically and all...it's just so nice to see the changes happening right before me. These changes are so much more important than inches and pounds lost...because I'm paving the way for a child who may not have to know what it feels like to not know your body, to feel ashamed and embarrased by your weight and withdraw from life. These are the BEST changes!
Tuesday, June 08, 2010
So my Monday was blah - whatever. Today is better. Today, as RAVENSONG so kindly reminded me, is NOT Monday. *lol* Today is Tuesday and I'm so pumped to get it going that, well, I already started! I arrived an hour early for work this morning to get some copying done and get some overtime in. I slacked and didn't do it this weekend, so I had to make it up at some point. Today seemed like that point.
So I have already been at work for an hour and a half. The case is nearly done and I have to wait for a coworker in to get some questions answered on another one before I can finish it up. By the end of the day I hope to have at least 3 done...maybe 5 if I can stay a little later. Wow, this probably sounds really boring to all of you! *lol* But I've been so unmotivated to even attempt to work lately that I've done a lot of avoidance. Unproductive Esther is not a Happy Esther. If I feel like I'm not pulling my weight it just depresses me and makes me feel utterly guilty, even when nobody else is doing anything...I'm known by my boss as the one who gets things done quickly and accurately. No reason to stop that now just because I'm "bored" with it.
I brought my workout clothes with me as well and they are sitting under my desk calling my name. Look back in my blogs and remember when I talked about the peanut butter cups calling my name from the dish on the top of my desk...now the chants are coming from under the desk and from a much better source. Yesterday I managed to spend my entire lunch break (45 minutes) walking. I walked to the Whole Foods Market and picked up a small serving of homemade chicken salad with whole wheat bread and some fruit. And once I walked out I couldn't stop because, well because I wasn't tired and there was still time left. So I extended my walk and walked the same route I did with my friend last week. So, basically, by 1:00pm I had gotten my exercise in for the day. (That may sound rediculous to all of you who get up at the butt crack of dawn to workout but...well, I don't work that way...at least not yet! *lol*)
And then I see a note from BBKLECKA suggesting (rather forcefully! *lol*) that I take a Yoga break. It was just after 4pm, the time when I usually get sleepy at work and get a little resentful of all those people at my work who work 8 hour shifts because they leave at 4:30pm and we still have an hour and a half left...so I figured Yoga couldn't help. It makes me focus on what's important. It clears my head. So I intended to just do a quick routine and ended up doing 30 minutes. Oops! *lol*
So...today...what trouble can I get into today? A walk at lunch is definate if the rain and my knee cooperate. Beyond that? Who knows. And, don't kick me, but there's another Zumba class tomorrow night as soon as I get off work and I was thinking...if I feel up to it...I'm going. My goal will be to last 5-6 songs or about 30 minutes this time. No turning around. More modifications. A lot of walking in place and shaking of the tookus! C'est tout! No jumping or anything that might strain the knee. I thought about going last night but the knee was hurting when I tried to shimmy in the bathroom...so I figured I'd better give it another day.
Happy Tuesday, everyone!
EDIT: I should probably admit now, in writing, that I went to a buffet last night and ate too much with hubby. Not that I care. *lol* No, really...I have no guilt. I'll just have to remember this day in case the scale argues with me next Sunday. I did turn to hubby afterward and say, "No more Ponderosa, alright?" Blah! No good, dude! Only bonus was the grilled chicken and baked potato I brought for today's lunch...the rest could've just stayed there for other people to be suckered in and drowned in useless, tasteless calories. YUK! Only thing I liked? Vegetable soup. That tell you anything about how my tastes have changed?
Monday, June 07, 2010
'Tis Monday. I hate Mondays. I hate my job right now..honestly, I'm just plain bored and I had so planned on having something lined up following college that...well, I'm a little lost. And spending 10 hours at a job that is stale and boring isn't a great way to spend a day...any day, for that matter. I know I should be thankful that I even have a job, especially because hubby doesn't...but this job doesn't pay crap and it's boring as all get out, so I'm not thrilled or over the moon about it. I did not bust my butt and stress myself into a near cardiac arrest for three years to stay here, bored, underpaid, underappreciated, and unmotivated to even work because of it. *sigh*
Wow! Hope that's out of my system now! On another note - it's Monday. The real start of a new week, and I'm sitting here wondering - what can I do THIS week to top last week? I actually have a couple challenges starting this week, so I feel even more pressured to make it an awesome week. First things first, I discovered that the local YMCA's fitness center gives vistor passes for like 7 bucks to people "out of area." That will be of great use on nights I work late or have to work my second job and have time in between.
As far as lunch goes today - I have a few options. I can either eat the frozen dinner in the freezer (at least, I THINK I still have one in there...) or I can walk in one direction and get a salad at the whole foods, or walk the other direction and get a sub from Subway. It feels like a pretty nice day out there, so I think I'm going to take a walking option, even though my knee feels quite stiff following my 30 minute walk yesterday. (Hubby actually talked me into that...he wanted to go bike riding again at the lake...he's noticing changes in himself as well and he likes it!)
It seems today is going to be one of those "I don't want to do anything because I can't think of what to do indecisive days." Hope it turns around soon! Right now...I'm tired. Seriously ready for bed. I just didn't sleep well last night so I guess that's what's with me today. *sigh* I hate that I didn't drive to work because I can't drive off and get away from here. I know it should be good that it restricts me to walking, but I *hate* feeling like I've been stripped of my options. It's not that I *want* to drive anywhere, it's that I want to have the option of driving somewhere. *sigh*
(Grump Mood Activated)
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