Friday, April 15, 2011
Let's, shall we? You and you and YOU and ME! Let's be fabulous today. We are, absolutely, every swinging day, fabulous, but let's be MORE-SO today!
Kermit and I are going to have a rockin' good Friday. You too, right? I knew it.
Oh yea, 2 of those 3 mystery pounds? Gone this morning!
Mz. Kashmir is CORRECT - the scale lies.. or at the least is a very anti-fabulous thing sometimes LOL
Thank you, fabulous friends (do you see a trend here?) for hearing me and getting where I'm coming from.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Perhaps some of you have seen this article?
A friend of mine sent me the link the other day, and I shot back an "I told you so" email, because I had recently sent her this link:
That's a sit-stand workstation, and it's a bit pricey! I haven't submitted a request to work for such a nifty little item - YET - but I'm considering it more and more.
Part of my consideration is the fact that I bragged about losing weigh on vacation! and have promptly put back on 3 released pounds since Saturday!
Dangit. Seriously. WTH?
I chalk it up to...
~ having MORE food available to me, even if it IS healthier food.
~ sitting on my slowly-narrowing behind all blessed day.
~ there may have been a bit of 'yea, I ran a 10K' overindulgence, but NOT 3 lbs worth.
Maybe I'm not eating enough? Somehow that doesn't seem right, since I'm putting the lbs back on.
I'm certainly drinking enough water, more than I did while we were away.
I'm sitting more. A LOT more. Even when I get up and walk around our floor, it's still nothing like the activity we had while we were away.
TOM isn't due for another week or two, but maybe my body opted for early water retention just to give me something more to do/ponder on?
I'm of several minds on this. Yea, I know, again LOL
First, I'm p*ssed. Seriously. I have NOT over-eaten the equivalent of 3lbs worth of calories. I mean, if I'm going gain it, I'd prefer to know and purposefully ENJOY gaining it, y'know?
3 lbs would be 10,500 extra calories, if you're curious. I was and used a calculator to figure it out LOL I have NOT eaten that.
I have eaten approx. 7890 calories since Saturday.
I've burned approx. 2029 calories via fitness minutes.
My 5-day BMR total is approx. 10,430 (2,086 per day)
10,430 BMR burned + 2,029 fitness burned = 12,459 burned
12,459 total burned - 7890 consumed = 4569 deficit
At least, it should. Even if I were underestimating my caloric intake (and I admit that's possible) that would mean I would have had to eaten that deficit, to stay at the same weight, PLUS eaten an extra 10,500 to gain the 3 lbs since Saturday.
Next, I'm curious. As 'bad' as the food was, nutrition-wise, that we ate on vacation, how can eating healthier now cause me to put on more weight? Is my body happy to have better nutrients that it's hording what it's getting, just in case?
I read somewhere that someone gained weight after running X amount of miles - fluid build-up in stretched/strained muscles, etc. Maybe that's it, my muscles retaining fluid after Sunday's run? How long does something like that last?
Finally, I'm sorta 'meh'. I mean, really. What am I going to do? Just keep doing what I'm doing, only better/improved somehow. Maybe the sodium is too high and I'm not paying enough attention. Maybe I'm sitting too much and need to somehow up my fitness minutes of an evening, although I'm not sure how much more I can add and still spend time with DH and the girls, and actually sleep and do everything else that needs to get done.
Don't take me wrong. I'm not discouraged, I'm not throwing up my hands in frustration, I'm not quitting. I'm interested in what my body is doing, but I'm not stopping. I'm continuing forward with my plan.
I'm a body in motion, staying in motion. I'm that same ole work in progress, developing into something interesting and new and different each day. Apparently, I'm a bit bigger for now, but those 3 lbs will go by the wayside as all the others have before them.
Now that's not a brag, either, in case Fate wants to bip me in the forehead for typing that. It's simply the truth. There are other Spark People who have lost ALL their desired weight in this same amount of time, and I've only released half of my desired amount. That's ok. I WILL get there. I'm just wondering what caused this current bump in the road.
Ah well. I'll keep running, keep eating well (if not too well), and maybe this time next month, I'll have a new work-toy to show y'all. I wonder how well that sit-stand computer stand will work with my fitness ball seat.
Sunday, April 10, 2011
For every event, there is a first place finisher, and a last place finisher.
Today, I finished last. No, really, I did. I was the last runner to finish at the El Puente Bridge The Distance 5K/10K Walk/Run.
I'm good with that! I FINISHED! WooHoo ME~!
Yea, that's me happy-dancing LOL
Knowing I would miss the Race for the Roses 10K that I had originally signed up for, I opted to transfer my entry to step-daughter the oldest, Courtney, and sign up for Bridge the Distance a week later instead. I just KNEW having my Very First Ever 10K looming would keep me honest and running on vacation.
That's me, snorting!
While in TX, I ran on Sunday, I ran on Tuesday. I walked on Monday and Wednesday. And that was it! Too many trips, too much going on, kept me from getting in my mileage the rest of the time, other than walking sightseeing.
Uhh... I'm snorting again!
I could have gotten the mileage in, true, but it would have been at odd times, so I made a conscious decision not to run.
I came home, and ran 3.1 on Friday.
I ran 3.6 on Saturday.
I ran 6.0 today,
I know, a 10K is actually 6.2 miles, but what can I say? My Garmin reported it was only 6, so that's what I entered in my tracker.
This was a great race, for a great cause.
As it happens, one of my friends/coworkers was one of the organizers of the event, so there was a personal connection as well. Nice!
The course was one lap for the 5K, two laps for the 10K. We started out going uphill, then back down and across relatively flat ground, before running uphill again, then back down once more. It was rather like running in a bowl LOL
Bill did the 5K while I did the 10K. The neat thing is, we passed at one point as he was finishing and I was a 1/3 into my last lap. The smooch he gave me on the run gave me the extra oomph! I needed to finish.
Aaaawww what a sweetie!
Anyway, yea. I really was the last runner to finish this race. I did finish ahead of 6 ladies who walked the 10K, and they were not that far behind me LOL It's ok though. I finished at 83:10, and I'm pleased with that. It just gives me that much more motivation to really be ready for the Cinco de Mayo 10K next month!
Snagging a water as I crossed the finish line.
Me and the Mad Smoocher, afterwards.
It was funny, in a way. I kept telling myself, you can just do the 5K and call it good. I kept saying that as I ran past the start/finish and started into my second lap. I kept on saying don't worry about running,, just walk it to finish, as I kept (mostly) to my 30/30 run/walk interval.
THANK YOU JEFF GALLOWAY! LOL
When I'd crossed the finish line, grabbed my water, and walked a bit rather than just stopping, Bill came up to give me a hug. That's when I started crying LOL Yea, I'm a ninny at heart! I got all weepy because my legs were done. I was done. I was finished. I was tired. I was really tired, and I was done, and he was there, and it was over, and boy it was hard but I was glad I did it!
So there, Karen, there's my after-action report LOL Thanks for your encouragement and support. Thank you ALL for it! You're the best friends/family a Spark Runner can have!
Ohh and btw.. I signed up for a virtual 5K walk/run for this week and didn't think about it as a entered my 10K results LOL My award/time looks wonky, but what the heck. I did it!
Friday, April 08, 2011
Whew! I've been home since Tuesday afternoon, and it's already Friday! Where did the time go? I'm so not ready to go back to work on Monday LOL ok, enough whining.
Thanks everyone, for your messages and notes while I was away. I missed all y'all very much, and I'm glad to be back on Spark on a regular, more-normal way. I'm also very happy to be home where I can control my food intake and I don't have to rely on whatever restaurant we stop in or whatever healthy snacks are left in my bag.
We finished out our visit with Katie, Bill's sister, on Saturday. Before that, Bill went in and finished out a chicken coop for Katie's chickens! They now live in a super ultra chicken coop condo that is the envy of every other chicken in the greater Houston area!
Henny, the hen, was so thrilled with her new digs, she actually laid her first egg! It was half the size of a regular egg, but the next one was twice as big, so she made up for it LOL
The last couple of days involved pizza and Sonic tater tots. We'll just not discuss it right now. Ahem.
Saying our goodbyes was harder and easier than I expected, all at once. We got through it though, and we left Katie a bit stronger and in better spirits. I don't know what her future holds, or how long we'll have her, but we're both very pleased that we had the time with her that we did.
We flew into Dallas on Saturday. No, there was no repeat to the OJ debacle LOL The flight all went pretty well, and we found my sister and nephews easily as soon as we entered the baggage claim area. The boys have grown incredibly big in the last 5 years, and my sister has shrunk! I think she's lost 120 lbs total, from the gastric surgery she had 3 years ago.
We hugged, we laughed, we collected our luggage, and headed off to find the rental car place. We'd reserved a car, thinking that would be easier. Now, let me explain if you're not familiar - Dallas airport is BIGGER than the island of Manhattan! It has its own Zip Code! Do you see where I'm going with this?
We caught the shuttle to the rental car place, agreeing to meet my sister at our hotel. We gave her the address, and she entered it into her GPS function on her phone. Oh yea, the phone. My Crackberry DIED sometime Wednesday night, so I was handicapped and totally lost without it.
Anyway, we take the shuttle, get the rental car, including directions from the guy at the counter, along with a map. Ok, should be easy to get where we need to be. Our hotel is called the DFW Comfort Inn.. you'd think it would be relatively nearby, right?
It was approx. 3 miles away. Wanna take a guess how long it took us to get there?
Go on. Guess.
One hour and fifteen minutes! No, not because of traffic, but because we followed the directions, map, and detour signs and circle the airport for an hour! Oy.
My sister and the boys waited for us that long, wondering if we'd been carjacked, in an accident, lost, whatever. When we finally managed to find each other and we giggled and cackled to relieve the tension before we ran off to a delicious Mexican dinner.
My goodness, those last few days in Dallas were a whirlwind. My sister was great playing hostess while having moved into a new house just DAYS before we arrived. One of the big treats was going to the Ft. Worth Stockyards for the Cattle Drive.
There was much giggling involved in this as well. I suppose I was expecting a cattle drive, like right out of City Slickers or somesuch modern western. There was actually only 10-12 longhorn cattle, and they had the air of 'we've done this before' about them LOL It was still pretty cool though. We also got to experience fried pickles for the first time! OMG what a tangy zippy crunchy dilly treat those things are. Thank goodness they are not to be found anywhere around here LOL Whoa!
All in all, we had a great time, and food was greatly involved. I think what actually happened was that I continued to lose weight after we first arrived in Houston. Or well, after I ate way too much at the Saturday family get-together.
That's just snacks for pre-eating!
Ribs, brisket, chicken, sausage.. potato salads, corn salad, cole slaw.. fixings, casseroles, side dishes galore!
I didn't get a shot of the desserts that lined the walls on tables. Brownies and cookies and puddings and pies and pies and pies.
Ft. Worth wasn't nearly as bad, but we did experience something called pinwheels - dough stuffed with mozzarella and spinach. I called them horse hooves because that is what they resembled, and oh were they amazing.
Of course, the day we left, Bill thought he had the route to return the rental car all figured out. Now really. Is it like us to leave somewhere without at least one more melodrama?
Yea, that's right - we were lost for only 15 minutes this time, trying to get back to the rental car place LOL At least we made it, and had plenty of time to make our flight. Whew!
We are so appreciative to our families for taking us in, showing us around, and giving of themselves and their lives while we were among them. Every place we went and/or visited, we imagined buying a new home and moving in, to be closer to kin. I don't think we can give up the amazing life we have here in Portland, but it's nice to dream.
I weighed on Wednesday morning to find that I'd actually lost a lb. Awesome!
I weighed on Thursday morning and found I'd lost another 1.5 lb LOL
I weighed today to find that I'd lost ANOTHER 1 lb LOLOL
Dehydration? I didn't like the water, so it was hard to get myself to drink enough to stay hydrated.
Influx of fat? Seriously, from last Thursday evening (pizza!~) on it was like a Food-a-palooza!
Who knows. We'll see what I weigh tomorrow, and that'll be my starting point for my 10-week challenge team. No matter what, though, I'm pleased that I was able to keep on a relatively even keel while I was out of my comfort zone.
All in all, it was a great trip. We were more than ready to come though and collect the puppies from the sitter and get back to our normal lives.
They were awfully happy to have Mama and Daddy home again, too!
Now to get back into my routine and keep on whittling myself down, bit by bit.
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Y'all had to know I'd use that line for at least one blog entry, right? LOL Here's a brief rundown of our trip thus far.
Friday morning, we were up around 3, even though we could have slept until 4:30. Travel nerves got the best of us, so we were up and about and ready to go. That made for a long morning of waiting, really. Bill had called the night before to request a cab pick us up at 7:15 so we could be at the airport by 7:30. H was concerned that if we didn't request a pickup the night before, there'd be no cabs available to pick us up that morning.
Ahem. 7:15, 7:20, 7:30 rolled around, and no cab. I googled another cab company in PDX and called, requested a pick-up, and they were there within 5 minutes and we were on our way.
So we make it to PDX in plenty of time. Our flight isn't until 9:30, and we don't board until 9, so we have time to kill. I dragged Bill up and down that airport, up and down the few stairs, up and down the corridors LOL I loved being able to move, knowing we'd be cooped up soon. He wasn't as impressed or thrilled LOL but that's alright. He'd get on a people mover - the horizontal escalator thingy? Yea. He'd get on there and walk, and I'd keep pace with him under my own power, giggling insanely half the time. It's a wonder we weren't asked to behave or go sit down as much fun as I was having!
The flight to Seattle was uneventful. Oh! Well, that's not entirely true. There was an event! I was able to buckle my seatbelt! WoooHoo! LOL I know that seems silly, but the last time I flew, perhaps 2 1/2 years ago, the belt wouldn't buckle. A plane seatbelt HAD buckled on the way to Vegas that trip, but the seat I was in on the return flight had a shorter buckle. That's my theory at least. Anyway, this time, the belt fit, with 4-5 inches to spare! Awesome!
That's a sideways shot, with Bill's fingers there for reference LOL
Anyway, we made it to Seattle and by this time Bill is hungry. He wanted french fries. Don't ask me how the man's thought process or appetite works, I just go with it. We found our gate, C16, and then wandered off in search of food for the poor starving man.
Allow me to point out there that we had packed snacks galore in my purse and his briefcase that held the laptop. We were not in danger of starving any time soon. None the less, the Man wanted to Eat! That's right, the man who rolls his eyes at me because I'm always hungry was now hungrier that I was.
We hit Wendy's and he gets a fish sammich and large fries, I get the grilled chicken and small fries. We're sharing a water, so that's just fine.
We mosey back to our gate, C16, and sit down to eat. I didn't really need to eat, no, but I did anyway. I didn't eat the bread, wiped off as much of the sauce as I could, and had the chicken, lettuce, and tomato together with the fries. Tasty, more or less. By this time, we hear folks being boarded, through gate C16, for a flight to somewhere that wasn't Houston. We figured our flight was delayed, so once we were done, we moseyed up to check the status.
The gate had been changed from C16 to D1. Where the h*ll is D1?? I snatch up Bill and we start hustling down the corridor to find D1. It's nearly time for take off so we're a little.. worried. We hear then, an announcement, that all passengers on Flight blah-blah-blah for Houston at gate D1 should now be on board. Last call.
Let me tell you, I was never so grateful for C25K, Galloway, treadmills, and SparkPeople as I was in those moments. I glanced back at Bill and figured if one of us made it to the gate in time, they'd wait for the other, hopefully, and I took off. It was not my fastest pace by any means LOL but I did an OJ running through the airport. I didn't hurdle any bags but I did dodge and weave around strollers and wandering toddlers. Geez-o-pete! It couldn't have been more than a few minutes, but the worry/panic about missing the flight then worry about Bill catching up had me a tad breathless when I made the gate. Fortunately, Bill wasn't too far behind, and we were NOT the last people on the plane. Just the second and third to last LOL
So we made it to the plane, and found our seats. We were on opposite sides, several rows separated, both of us squished between individuals. We were late enough we didn't try to wrangle getting to sit together, so spent the flight separated. I think we both dozed a bit, and ended up in Houston right on time.
Toshi and Malaina (Katie's husband and daughter, respectively) found us at the baggage claim area, and after collecting our things, we headed 'home'. Now Malaina is a lil slip of a girl, 16 and thin as a whip. She climbed up into this big ole pickup truck and hauled our bags into the bed. Apparently not Everything is bigger in Texas LOL It was good to meet them both, and even better to finally make it to the house to see Katie.
She's awfully frail - much moreso than when she was visiting us in September. She's on oxygen, and drags her 'tail' or O2 cord around where ever she goes. It was on toward evening when we arrived at the house, and I think she had had a bad day. We didn't visit much that first time, but got settled in for the most part. That's when we found out the family (the Wilson side anyway) would be turning out for a visit/reunion/party the next day! OhMy.
As I started unpacking things and trying to get organized I couldn't find my Forerunner, my mp3 player, or my memory card adapter. Yes, like a dolt, unthinking, I packed my electronics in my suitcase because I didn't want to weigh down my purse/carry on with anything extra. Bad move on my part. They were not in my suitcase. I called Alaskan Airlines and filed a report. There should be a denial of responsibility letter, along with other information, waiting for me when I get home. It does not replace the Forerunner or mp3 player, certainly. It is a hard grumpy lesson for me to learn, but I just never thought it would be a problem! I had been all excited, too, knowing I could map my route, mileage, pace, heartrate, etc. for my runs with the Forerunner. Ah well, I'd have to adapt and do it the old fashioned way with stopwatch and a map LOL I'll survive, certainly.
Saturday dawned early for us. I think we were up at 8:30 local time, which is 6:30 home time. Good thing, too, because it turns out the family was planning on starting to show up around 10! Holy snikies! Unfortunately, the guest shower wasn't working - the only working shower is in Katie's room, and she's resting up for the to-do, so we opted for a quick washdown and hair refurb, and started helping get things ready for the shin-dig.
Sue, Bill's other sister, was the first to arrive. From then on, it was an influx of family - cousins, auties, brothers, uncles. It was good to meet all of them, and put faces to names that I've heard of all along. Oh and the food. These folks can cook now, let me tell you! There was smoked/bbq'd brisket, ribs, chicken, and sausage. There was mac salad, german potato salad, corn salad, coleslaw, fruit salad, 7-layer dip, homemade tortilla chips, pies, pies, cookies, pies, pies, cookies and a few more pies! Of course we heard plenty of "have you tried..?" and "get you some of.." and "don't forget to taste..." and "let me get you a scoop of my..." LOL Wonderful, amazing downhome cooking, and all too much to put into my nutrition tracker LOL That day alone may account for any/all gains that I have while I'm away.
What a whirlwind that was, but as bashful as I feel sometimes, I was made to feel a part of the family and most welcome. I only wanted to hide in a corner a few times, but got over that and enjoyed myself. Katie was able to be up'n'about from time to time to see everyone and visit. We had great photo ops, and I'm happy that we got some very nice pics of Bill and Katie together, and then of the five siblings - David, Wayne, Sue, Bill, and Katie - oldest to youngest. Mama and Daddy Bailey passed 8 years and 20 years ago respectively I believe. Auntie Jeanie and Auntie Patsy were Mama (Hazel's) sisters, and they were both in attendance. It was a treat to meet them, truly.
Fortunately, after the shin-dig, things settled down for Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday. Bill and Katie have gone over a few arrangements that will be easier dealt with before she passes than after. We all know that time isn't that far off. The first night, Bill thought she'd be gone within the week, but really she seems much improved and may last longer than anyone originally thought. We'll see. He's considering staying on here when I return home, simply to be here to help as needed around the house, and to spend more time with her before she has to go. He's already fixed the guest bathroom hot water issue (hooray for a shower soon) and is now working on repairing a screendoor then the chicken coop. It's a great house, home, it just needs a bit of elbow grease and it's something easy that he can do and contribute.
I've been able to at least get in my runs and walks. Sunday morning it was hot and muggy, but I knew I had to run off Saturday's gluttony! It was hard to breathe at first, but I adjusted and managed to get 4 miles in - right on schedule for the Tribe's Saturday run. I ran another 2.25 this morning, and will likely go out for more later. I walked with Bill on Monday, and as we went along we planned what we would do with the HUGE plots of land these houses sit on and how we'd fence off that section for the Girls to romp and play, and over there'd we'd put a fire pit and chairs around, etc. and so on. It's been fun, and we're finding enough to do to keep us busy, helpful, not underfoot, but spending lots of time visiting as well.
It's hard to think that this visit will be the last time I get to see Katie. She is near the end, and I'll miss her terribly when she's gone, but I know I'll have her with me always, too. There are some rough times ahead for her family, so if you could spare some kind thoughts, positive energy, whatever/however you believe, for them it would be appreciated.
I'll sign off for now, and drop a line again when time permits. I hope this finds you all well and happy. Love your family with all your heart, dearly and deeply, while you can, before they're gone.
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