Saturday, May 14, 2011
Well today is the day I've been waiting for for 5 months!
I rode my bike. For an hour. It felt great!
I picked it up from its tune-up at the bike shop yesterday on my way home from work (of course I was subject to a late night rainstorm on the way back, drenching it's freshly oiled chain and soaking my new lizard-skin handle bar tape! (not real lizard-skin for any reptile sympathizers out there, btw))
For those of you who don't know my story....hmmm, how far back to go? I'll take it back 9 months, that'll still leave some mystery and excitement anticipating future blog posts about my past.
I started riding bikes in September '10 after my supposed running injuries were diagnosed as bone on bone contact between my left femur and hip joint. I loved running. I came to it late in life, but really got into it. Marathon running into it. But that left hip and femur kept telling me to stop already. So I bought a bike and changed tribes. (this biker tribe wears much stranger clothing than the runner tribe, btw)
And then I began to love biking. I felt like a kid relishing his freedom, zooming down hills at 30 MPH, whizzing around corners, leaning heavily to the side scraping my foot on the road for stability, and standing up on the pedals pumping for all I was worth going up hills and bridges.
Then I had the surgery.
You see I had to have the surgery. There was no other way. My femur and hip had to have a buffer, they just weren't going to get better on their own. So in December, just before Christmas (I actually spent Christmas in the hospital...Feliz Navidad!) I had a hip "resurfacing" done and it was a miracle. I woke up in post-op and for the first time in almost 2 years I was pain-free. Of course I was also on morphine, but even so, I knew the pain was gone.
That's also when I joined Spark people. Recovery was supposed to take about 4 months. Four months of no running, biking, or any other aerobic activity that I had become accustomed to, so I had to do something or I was going to pork up fast. And Sparkpeople has been great...I've dropped lbs and inches while feeling great and meeting friends like all of you.
And now I can ride again! And it feels great!
I made a point of making this a joy ride. No heart rate monitor, no GPS, no worries about cadence, speed or distance. I was out there to move and enjoy the day. And I did. For a whole glorious hour!
So today I feel totally back to normal. All these weeks of spinning on stationary cycles have been great. But today I felt free, the wind rushing past my ears, taking corners at high speed, and the knowing I had the ability to go anywhere I wanted based on nothing more than leg power. I let out lots of victory cries, scaring the neighborhood dogs, but I could tell what they really wanted was to run alongside me. Maybe next time muttley.
It was a welcome break from this morning's travails as we start sorting our stuff getting ready for the movers this Thursday. But there's nothing like a good workout to make life's challenges easier to bear.
Good night Spark friends!
Thursday, May 12, 2011
Ahhh travel.....people coming, people going, people talking loud on cell phones as they plant there butts right next to you at the gate.
So starts my blog for tonight. It's a rarity for me to whip out the laptop at the airport, but hey I'm delayed once again....go figure. I think the pilot must have seen a storm cloud on the weather forecast and decided to delay takeoff....or maybe a maintainer left his wrench on the engine intake....or maybe the flight attendants were late to the gate.....or maybe I'm just becoming a smart-ass cynic, but I keep staring out the window and there's no plane at the gate where a plane should be, how can I not be cynical?
But I'm glad this trip is over....they got their money's worth out of me this time. Smartest thing I did was to get up early and workout in the morning, because no way in hell did I have time during the day or night. Food intake was deliciously low these past few days, making up for the life of plenty last week.
So I'm on a pseudo-redeye (I get in around 1:00 AM), hightail it home, creep into bed without waking up SWMBO (it never works), then a full day tomorrow....and a full weekend it turns out.
You see we're moving this month. For numerous reasons beyond my control, we had to move our move dates up by 10 days. So now we have to start packing up the house next Thursday....or rather SWMBO is going to have to take that one on, because I'm tapped out at work.
Needless to say, I'm a deadman
I got us some nice hotel rooms while the packers box everything up, but I'm still a deadman for skipping out on this and am looking for all sorts of ideas on how to make it up to her (my snide remark that "Hey all that furniture you bought is getting delivered next week too" did not go over well)
But it'll all work out in the end....we've survived many worse things and we have plenty more to do before next Thursday anyway.
Of course my closer immediate goal is to see an MD-80 pull up to gate B6 here in San Antonio. Maybe if I give up my choice seat here by the gate and get a cup of coffee, they'll surprise me and pull up with a plane.
Ta-ta for now Spark friends!
Monday, May 09, 2011
"I never regret working out, but I almost always regret not working out"
Those aren't just words to me. They're a constant reminder to fight laziness & complacency.
Well today was an uneventful travel day, which was good, because I'm evented up to my eyeballs from all of last week's activities. Got into San Antonio around 5:00PM (95 degrees here people!), checked into my room, changed into my gym clothes, stopped by a grocery store to pick up some water and fruit....then the mental battle began.
There I was. Bananas, apples, and an Asian Pear in my cart, avoiding the bread aisle, poo-pooing myself as I instinctively reached for a can of cashews (good God, I can't fathom the calories I'd have packed on with those), and went over to the frozen veggies to grab some Brussel Sprouts & Lima Beans to nuke in the microwave (why do all these things have place names; Asian, Brussels, Lima? Do I really have to capitalize them?)
Somehow it was almost 7:15PM and I thought...."Hmmm, could it be too late to go to the gym? Should I just get up early and go in the morning?" Madness I tell you.
I remembered the 3.5 lb uptick on the scale from yesterday, the trauma of blogging the truth, the gut-wrenching night I would spend tossing and turning in a lonely hotel room, cursing myself for failed resolve....and I drove straight to the gym!
And once on the bike...Voila! I was right where I needed to be! The tunes were right, the exertion felt great, and I realized that I really had nothing better to do tonight than to work out. So I enjoyed the ride and, as if to make up for my earlier psychic trepidations, decided that hell 'ya, I'll still get up early and sneak in a workout before tomorrow's day of meetings (another one of those all day presentations deals with tons of grazing foods at every break).
I already feel better eating under my calorie range for the day. Detox from last week feels good. I had forgotten how uncomfortable it feels to always be full (note to self, still need to blog about hunger). I don't think we were meant to feast every day.
So keep fighting complacency right along with me Spark friends....there's only two times you need to work out; when you want to and when you don't want to!
Sunday, May 08, 2011
OK, so this is going to be a tough blog.
I'm up 3.5 lbs from my low of 187....190.5 is what the all-knowing scale blinked back at me as a matter of fact.
Was it a surprise? Yes and no. I've seen my daily calorie totals creeping up since last weekend, so the math adds up. I somehow felt I was immune to their totals. Ha! The emotions don't add up and that's what's bugging me. So I blog......
Oh, I've got a million reasons...where do I start? Well I'm not going to list out a single one, because in the end, there's been no good reason other than I have given in to snacks and eating when each time, when faced with the choice, I knew better. It was the old, "I deserve it this one time" excuse. Well this one time kept adding up and up all the way to 3.5 lbs worth of up.
So I'm actually looking forward to hitting the road for San Antonio tomorrow. I need to detox and do a bit of Spartan living for a few days. No three course meals, no late night snacks, no big social eating events.....I'm filled to the gills on this week.
But just in case I've raised a care amongst my Spark friends, no need to fear. Your trusty author is ready to get right back up on that hobby horse and aerobically ride it back down to goal weight! This week has been an anomaly, and a bit of a wake up call. There is no such thing as a free lunch....or a free snack, or a free calorie.....they all add up. Ego got the better of me, thinking I was exempt from the laws of nature.
Oh and I was tempted to ignore a mouthful of pie in the tracker btw. The voices spoke to me, encouraging "the hiding of truth", more commonly known as LYING!! Did I really need to enter in those 3 Starlight mints (20 calories each)? Yes I did, because it's all about truth here people!
And because it's all about truth, I can't sit back and NOT write about going up a few lbs....for me, Spark people is not all about good news and fun times. I'm deadly serious about this stuff and getting healthy is way too important to blow off a significant event like 3.5 lbs of weight gain.
I went back and re-read some of the things I put down on my Sparkpage when I first joined, when that desire to shed the weight was at its strongest. "Track everything I eat and use the info to eat smarter" and "Tracking calories HONESTLY and using the information throughout the day to stay within my goals". Nothing has changed, I just ignored what I knew.
And ignoring all those warning bells and lights is exactly what got me to 200+ lbs in the first place. Ignoring what I know works, thinking that a small gain is not so bad, is the insidious path to Fat City. It's the express bus to Fat City! Hell it's like asking to drive the bus to Fat City, with one hand on the wheel and wolfing down a turkey leg with the other!
So much as I love you dear Spark friends, resist the urge to tell me it's alright...it really isn't. But I'm strong enough to know that this is a blip that will smooth out, centered enough to not dwell on it, and thankful enough for the awareness to catch it before packing on even more weight.
Happy Mother's Day to all mothers, and good night to all!
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