Wednesday, November 07, 2012
I joined SparkPeople on May 5, 2010. That seems like a very long time ago, especially considering that, according to calculations at that time, I should have reached my goal and been 'done' and maintaining at this stage of the game. Ah well.
I quit smoking November 1, 2010. I have probably had a total of 2 1/2 cigarettes since that day. I call that a success.
I've participated in 4 Half marathons and countless 5K and 10K walks and runs.
I've volunteered for several run/walk events.
I've met some wonderful SparkPeople face to face who I now count as friends, although we don't get to see each other often.
I've made friends with other SparkPeople who I may never meet in person, but who impact my life positively and I'm grateful to know.
I help GayeMC lead the SparkPortland team, and as a team we have volunteered at the Food Bank together, we've gone on walks together, we've shared meals together.
I've had good days (months?) and bad. I've cheered on and encouraged friends and people I do not know, alike. I've been the recipient of similar support and enthusiasm.
This is a reflective time of year for me. Where I've been, what I've done, where I want to go. It's all up to me, after all. It's my decision. It's my time, and I decide what to do with it. I choose to continue forward, accepting the bumps and detours and roadblocks that I encounter, and figuring out how to work around them when necessary.
Monday, October 29, 2012
I hope everyone enjoyed their weekend! I sure did. We spent Saturday doing lots of shopping and errands, and Sunday at home with the 'kids' doing chores.
We managed to, without actually meaning to, buy a new quilt and area rugs for the bedroom! We also bought some of those vacuum storage bags - you know the ones, you stuff this huge amount of blankets or clothes into the bag, then suck all the air out of them with the vacuum and they're flatter than a whole-wheat pancake! This is a good thing, because I apparently have a ~thing~ for quilts and blankets, as after we got the new quilt home, Bill started sorting out the old ones and stowing them away. We have quite a few LOL thank goodness for the storage bags!
We hit all our favorite stores and got the groceries out of the way as well. It's nice to get running around done on one day so you can spend the next at home. I'm absolutely one of those people (introvert?) who needs at least one day at home to recharge and re-energize.
We also bought some totes and I sorted out summer/too small clothes.
I know it's only temporary, but it was bitter-sweet to pack away the size 16s that have been waiting patiently for me to squeeze my butt and thighs into them. Sigh. Ah well. I kept out the motivational pair to gaze upon longingly to keep up the desire to keep on track.
Sunday was spent doing laundry, cleaning, organizing, storing, sweeping, puppy grooming, snacking, and ignoring my menu plan. Pfft! Whatevs.
I've put the BodyBugg back on, set my game face...
..read my menu plan, established a schedule of activities for the week, and I'm ready.
Did you hear me, fat?
I'm coming for you, and I'm showing no mercy. You're doing DOWN!
Friday, October 26, 2012
I thought about Half Baked, but that's not entirely apt.
I've been on a baked fruit kick for breakfast these last couple of weeks. When I was recovering (lounging?) at home, I was lucky to have this hot fresh out of the oven. Bill has been thoughtful enough to make a new batch of this every other evening so I can bring it to work with me for breakfast the next morning.
Reboot Apple Peach Bake
4 Peaches, sliced (remove pit)
2 Apples chopped
3 Tbsp. Raisins – Figs are a great substitution
1 Tbsp. Cinnamon (or more to taste)
Spray baking dish with canola oil (or use non-stick cookware)
Mix all ingredients in a bowl then place into oven safe baking dish and cover
Bake at 375 degrees for 45 minutes or until apples are soft
Cool and enjoy!
Serving Size: 2
Now, we've been making a variation of this - usually just one peach, one apple, one pear, cinnamon, and a handful of raisins. That of course changes the nutrition information, but you get the gist of it based on the recipe above.
It's very important that you cover the pan before you bake. I forgot one time, and while it was still edible, it wasn't as juicy yummy as usual.
This is wonderful with either plain or honey greek yogurt (.25 cup) and sometimes a serving of granola. It is SO yummy and filling and satisfying.
Give it a try and let me know what you think!
Thursday, October 25, 2012
So I'm feeling more of the physically active mojo lately, and that's a good thing.
Bill and I have a walk scheduled for after work with the puppies, and then I'll finish off with a 2-3 mi run afterward.
We walked at OHS last evening, but that was only about an hour or so.
On the strength side of things.. well, Irish is incredible in what she has accomplished and absolutely made me realize I need to get back into that weights/strength game again.
Go check out her blog and tell me she's not amazing!
Talk about motivation to make it happen!
I am not comparing myself to Irish, or anyone else. I ~am~ admiring her hard-won ability and strength, and using that to motivate me!
I can swing the crunches, but honey I'm no where near close to the other numbers. Heck, I can't even do ONE boy pushup! I struggled doing 5 girl pushups the other evening (yes, after reading that blog), and rather than giving up, I opted to change to wall pushups until I can rebuild that strength again.
Don't give in to failure - go around it!
So I'm doing crunches and wall pushups alternately each day now. I still have my gym membership until March, so I really do need to make use of it. Just from the crunches and WPs, I can feel my muscles, a little achy, and I've missed that feeling!
My nutrition, however, is still in the crapper.
It's the same ole pattern - eating well during the day because I'm at work and I have my meals and snacks packed and portioned. When we got home last night, I had a delish chicken chili kind of dish Bill made in the crockpot, with a slice of bread. That should have been enough. Instead, I cruised like a shark toward the snack cabinet and spied the Ritz crackers.
Y'all know my horrible history with these crackers. Bill bought them while I was in recovery mode and not leaving the house. Believe me, he got the 'you suck' glare from me when he unpacked them initially. I had ignored them clear up until I didn't, and then I caved.
A sleeve of crackers with greek yogurt jalapeno dip later, I was overstuffed, uncomfortable, and frankly disgusted with myself - at least I was when I woke up this morning. There's always the morning after remorse.
I logged it, and my calorie count was ridiculous. Seriously ridiculous.
And that's why I'm still where I am. Yes, I'm gathering my resources and marshaling my troops and getting my *ss into gear - I need to reign in my eating, get my nutrition in order, and balance things out.
Tuesday, October 23, 2012
I've read so many blogs, and regretfully only had time to comment on a handful. Many of you have been doing so well! Even if you're struggling, you're not stopping. If you're succeeding, you're sharing your success with the rest of us, and encouraging us to keep on. That's what I really love about my Spark family here - you tell it like it is, good or bad, and keep on keepin' on.
I read several BLC blogs (you all are rockin' it, really!) and realized that, while there's nothing wrong with trying to 'go it alone' as it were, I probably need to find a challenge/team that will push me more. I love the teams I'm on now, but I recall a small private team of women I joined that introduced me to Lori and Karen and other great ladies, and helped encourage me to do more, be more. I haven't had a challenge team like that since, so I should probably seek one out again.
That's an encouraging sign, isn't it? Wanting to seek out more challenges, more encouragement, more activity and purpose and direction? I'd like to think so.
So, I got home after work yesterday, all psyched up from reading about successes and efforts and progress, determined to get out of the house and get some miles in. Yes, having plans is great - and I had plans for the week off from work to recover from the dental implant. No, I did not follow my plans - I did alright with the food, mostly, but didn't bother to leave the house but once.. ONCE.. the entire 10 days. That was pretty indulgent, lazy, and wonderful all at once.
I had messaged Bill earlier in the day, asking if he wanted to go with me. Now, keep in mind, we're in Oregon. Our rainy season has JUST started, so it's as if we're playing catch-up, all the rain we've been missing being tossed in and thrown at us now.
Anyway, Bill wasn't really feeling the need to get outside.
"You're going to get rained on," he said.
"That's been known to happen. It ~is~ Oregon," I replied, in case he'd forgotten where we lived.
I wanted to find my gloves to wear, but couldn't put my hands on them. Get it? Gloves? Hands on them?
I pulled on my current favorite pair of workout pants (they have a wide waistband that I fool myself into thinking helps hold Eunice and other various belly-jigglers in place), my Heartbreaker long-sleeve tech shirt (because it's roomy and I fool myself into thinking it helps disguise Eunice and the jiggly bits), my Hope pink ribbon baseball cap, and my Mirage runners.
If you dress the part, you're more apt to play the part.
Or something like that.
Garmin, music, and you all were with me when I stepped out the door. I have figured out a nice 3 mile route that is mostly flat except for a small hill mid-way through. I headed down toward Sandy (.5 mi from our house) with my alert set to go off every 45 seconds. I'd run one interval, then walk two. No big deal, no great effort, but it sure beats the h*ll out of schlumping on the couch.
Am I right?
I do the half mile down, and half mile back, and head to the house. It's been drizzly, thinking about raining, the whole time, but wasn't really putting anything down. Yet.
As soon as I step in the door...
"Gotta go potty?" Bill asks.
"Yep!" as I trot on by him.
Hey, stuff happens, right? LOL I had to chuckle, recalling a previous blog post about my backfield not being in motion.. ahem.. and a comment from Dee about her dogs running around in circles when ever they had to 'go' and how maybe that would help. Let's just say.. it does!
So I'm back out the door, on my way to the next mile. This is where Mother Nature decides to teach me a little lesson. I did state in my feed yesterday afternoon that rain or shine, I was getting out for some miles. She decided I needed a little more rain.
I mean, it came down so hard, it was raining down and bouncing up! All I could do was snort and grin as I kept up with my intervals.
It's ok if you don't! It's from my abandoned 'why I run' blog back in March.
Anyway, that's how I felt, all bad*ss running in the deluge, laughing at the joke Mother Nature was sharing with me. I spied a patch of clear, bright skies off to the west, so I just watched it as I ran and walked my way through the mile, until the rain slowed to a drizzle then finally stopped. I glanced over my shoulder, and there was this bright rainbow.
It was lovely. I like to think that it was Mother Nature saying "ok, you didn't quit, I guess you deserve this."
I finished mile two, chugged up the small hill, and finished off mile three, feeling pretty darned good. I was getting tired, admittedly, so my endurance has waned a bit. That's ok, I can build that back up.
I finished what I started. 3.14 miles in 46 minutes. That's the same time as my very first ever 5K. That's fine by me. I'm toting around an extra 18 lbs right now. Timing will improve as the extra lbs are removed. There will be more running than walking at some point.
I hesitated about blogging this, because what if.. what if I lose my groove again? What if this good feelings falls away? What if 18 becomes 25? What if?
But I've got to start (or resume) somewhere, right? Why not right here, right now. Here's to moving forward.
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