Monday, November 21, 2011
So I made it to Boston tonight....balmy, blustery, wintery, Boston...I love it!
This is home, this is where I grew up, and there's nothing like the cool, dry, wintery New England night air. Makes me yearn for a bowl of hot clam chowdah and a roast beef sub toasted in the pizza oven!
But enough of food fantasies....this is war! I'm on a business trip, but staying at my mom's for Thanksgiving. And my mom means food....lots of food.....all-the-time.....around-the-clock food. 83 years old and still, her greatest joy in life is cooking for and feeding her kids.
I'm in big trouble here people!
Tonight was OK. She baked some salmon fillets in the oven, made some asparagus, but also whipped up a batch of her famous rice pilaf.....cooked with sticks of butter at a time. I resisted as best I could, but I've had a childhood fondness for her pilaf, and so........
It's post-dinner that things get rough. Out comes the chocolates, the nuts, the cookies, and every other thing she equates with good mothering and good smothering. I stood my ground till about 9:00 PM, then conceded defeat with a few handfuls of almonds.....so far, so good.
But she's spent the last 2 weeks planning her menus and most of them include lots of butter, olive oil, sweet, syrupy desserts, all cooked in sufficient quantity to feed a starving army of marauding cossacks.
So I fall back upon my only defenses in this battle of 2 powerful wills; blogging and exercise.
As always in these tough times, Sparkepeople offers me an outlet where I can carve my daily travails into the fabric of cyberspace, acknowledging my weaknesses, heralding my victories, and facing the hard truth of each day's caloric totals. And even though you can't work off a bad diet, I've found it very therapeutic to commit to a daily cardio routine on these oh-so-public pages.
So hear me loud and clear Spark friends.....I COMMIT TO DAILY BLOGGING AND DAILY CARDIO TUESDAY THROUGH SATURDAY!!!
This Thanksgiving season will see your humble author working off all the madness his ever-loving mother throws his way! Yes, there'll be set backs, but for every sugar pill mom throws my way, there'll be an extra 20 minutes on the bike, or another 5 reps with the dumbells, or whatever it takes to keep those demons at bay. And you, my trusted Spark friends, will be able to read all about it....all the news that's fit to print!
A blogging and cardio streak....all this week!
Pahk the cah at Hahvahd Yahd.....hell no, no driving for me, I'll run all over Harvard Square if I have to!
Have a great night Spark friends!
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Gosh this has been a busy week! So far I've just been able to make my regularly scheduled gym times Mon & Wed night. Got too busy Tuesday, I'm hoping to do better and make it there Thursday, but La-De-Da.
Somehow I went non-stop from about 11:30 till 5:00 today with nary a break to fill up a cup of coffee or grab a bottle of water. Back-to-back meetings kept me on the go. But I finished up and was shutting down the computer when I looked over at my lunch bag and said, "Holy moly, I didn't eat any lunch!"
So here I am 30 minutes before lifting weights and on the horns of a dilemma; go to the gym hungry and weak, possibly jeopardizing effective training, or eat and go in well nourished, ready to lift?
Of course I ate my sandwich.....I chose poorly.
Aside from going zoom-zoom-zoom all day and jumping right into a physically and mentally demanding workout (see 24 Oct blog about evil, sadistic bastard trainer guy... www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
urnal_individual.asp?blog_id=4551599 ) I ended up lugging around an extra pound or 2 that should have stayed in the office.
Which leads me to say out loud a thought I've had running around my head lately.....being hungry is not really a bad thing.
As I look inward during those ever brief introspective moments and ask myself, "what's really going on here with this food & weight thing" I realize that I spend a lot of effort avoiding hunger, even the slightest pang of hunger. I'm not sure why. I've never lived through a famine, I grew up with most all of my basic survival needs met, and I've never been stranded in the wilderness having to hunt lizards and bugs to stay alive.
So why the fear, why the worry, why the extraordinary concern with NOT GETTING HUNGRY?
Hell if I know!?!?
But I think at some level I need to get comfortable with being hungry. I need to avoid wanting to always be full. We do fairly well and lack for nothing. We've got way more food in our house than we need, and I'm fairly confident that I can make due even if an asteroid hits the planet.
I need to dig into this some more, but that's why I like blogging, it helps me clarify the thoughts that have been floating in my brain, typing them out into some semblance of coherence.
Stop avoiding hunger......there I said it!
Have a great night Spark friends!
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Well we had a very interesting Saturday.
It started off nice, slow, & relaxing, watching the news, drinking coffee, getting caught up on Sparkpeople. Then we went out for lunch. I've written before how our boy, when he gets good grades, which he did, decides on our restaurant adventure.
Today he picked Fuji, a combination Chinese buffet, with hibachi grill and sushi buffet in Destin, about 15 miles down the Florida coast. Arrrrggghhhhh!
It wasn't so bad, just overly salty, but still about 500 more calories then I wanted to have by lunchtime.
SWMBO and I then had to put our heads together to plan the coming weeks through the holidays. We've got a bunch of events to go to, dinners to host, guests to invite and take care of. I've got a couple of big kahunas visiting in December, and oh by the way, I made plans Friday to go to Virginia and Boston the week of Thanksgiving on business, where I'll spend an extra few days to visit my my mom in Massachusetts. This of course leaves even less time to plan all of our December events, leaving a big chunk of it to SWMBO. Pray for me.
After all that, I made it to the gym around 3:30 where I got in a good solid hour of hi-tempo cardio on the bike, elliptical, and rowing machine. Came home, showered, shaved and got ready for our date night....the old folks home up the road. Let me explain.
Yesterday we went over to this assisted living facility where they have a lot of widows of veterans ranging from 50 to 95 years old. It was a nice little community service thing we like to do every Veterans Day and Memorial Day. Well while we were there they kept telling us about the Variety Show they were putting on Saturday night and wouldn't it be great of we could come.
It was like a bunch of puppies at the pound staring up at you, guilting you into taking them home. Finally, after the third human wave attack, SWMBO and I looked at eachother and said "Yes, of course, we'd love to come!"
So I wolfed down a smoothie (after the Chinese lunch buffet I had no room left for any more food) and we drove back over.
It wasn't so bad....they sang, they danced, recited poetry, played ukeleles and banjos, then corralled everyone into singing Chattanooga Choo-Choo, The White Cliffs of Dover, and God Bless America.
In the end, we had a good time. We laughed in the car on the way back joking that we might need to make reservations now to get on the waiting list for when we'll need to move in there!
That's all for now Spark friends, have a great night!
Friday, November 11, 2011
So I'm at the gym today, working on chest & shoulders, and as I'm doing some presses I look down and see a black mark on my forearms. Note to self, wipe off that scuff mark with a towel when I'm done.
I finish, put down the weight, grab towel, get ready to wipe....but the scuff mark is gone. Weird.
I start the second set, and there's the scuff mark again. A three inch long dark streak along my forearm. What the hell!?! OK, make a mental note and focus on the exercise.
Finish, grab towel....no scuff mark. Make a fist, rotate arm.....there it is!!
It's the shadow of some recently uncovered muscle groups, released from their epidural concealment, proudly projecting themselves out into the world and obscuring the rays of light along their path!
Well, well, well so all this hard work is paying off.....visually and mentally. More incentive to not miss workouts
All this was a nice top off to an already nice Veteran's Day. SWMBO and I took some time off to go to a memorial service at a local cemetery. There were about 20 people there, including a whole row of WWII vets and and even larger number of Korean & Vietnam vets. #2 son was off from school so we took him along, then went over to an assisted living facility in town that houses a number of veteran's widows and spent some time there chatting them up, drinking coffee, with me turning down multiple offers of freshly baked sweets & cakes.
All in all a very nice day.....have a great night Spark friends
Wednesday, November 09, 2011
Well I finally went to the doc and had my annual physical done. I'm always in a bad mood at the end of these things.
Had to do the standard fasting for the blood tests starting at 8:00 last night. They didn't get me to the lab till 10:00 AM (I showed up at 8:00), so I was hungry, dehydrated, and craving caffeine all morning....I usually have them draw blood first thing, but somehow the schedule got messed up.
Then I got poked & prodded, received my flu shot, left them some blood and other bodily fluids, squinted into the the vision tester, listened closely during the hearing tests, answered a million questions on family histories, allergies, smoking, drinking, and sex, then listened politely as the doc ran through his checklist. I finally walked out of there with a raging headache and a craving for food, fruit, water, and coffee around 11:00
All in all it went well. My pulse and blood pressure are quite good (62 pulse, 115/72 BP), weight is surprisingly good (Go STARFISHES!!), and apparently I'm doing all the right things that my parents never did in their 50s.
Detoured home on my way back to work, drank a 20 oz glass of water, blended up a smoothie, chugged it down on my way to Starbucks for some Joe, and jumped right in to the day's business. My headache finally went away around 3:00, but I tried not to inflict my pain on the people I had meetings scheduled with in the afternoon. I think I succeeded, but I'll have to ask them tomorrow...there was this annoying guy who was not very well prepared or articulate....
By the time I got to the gym tonight though, I could tell I was beat. May have been the flu shot or getting off my routine, but everything felt tougher today. Not that sadistic bastard trainer guy gave a rat's ass about how I felt. We went through our regular high-rep, short break routine with only minor modifications for my weakened state. ("OK Nancy, I'll take a plate off, but you owe me 15 reps"....What the hell, I'm paying this guy right?!?!)
But then again, what I left out above is that the doc, who I've known for about 2 years (we compared surgeries last year....he's a tri-athlete who's had both hips replaced, me, I'm a marathoner who's had one "re-surfaced") did say, "Hey dude, whatever you're doing, it's working, you're slimming down and you've got a good V-shape going" which I know he meant in a totally heterosexual way. I told him I started on a new modified push up routine in the evenings. Before I get totally stuffed at the dinner table, I push away from it with both hands. Nyuk, Nyuk, Nyuk, we're just a pair of cards!
I know I've been harping on my new little smoothie machine these past few blogs, but I've got to tell you, it's the best 20 bucks I've spent in a long time. SWMBO has stocked the fridge with tons of fresh and frozen fruit, and I just go to town chucking whatever the hell I spy with my little eye into that bad boy and it gets crushed into a deliciously sweet, tart, and frothy breakfast....I call it my "Mug 'o Love"
That's all for tonight Spark friends, have a great night.....and don't forget to thank a Veteran this Friday!
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