Wednesday, June 06, 2012
I'm a planner. In every way. I don't "do" last minute. I'm not cool with "just wake up and see what the day brings|. Uh friggin uh. No way. I work best with a concrete schedule. If it's on paper, I'll do it. If something comes up to change my schedule, a workout can not simply be skipped. Replaced, yes. Postponed (within the same week), of course.
I have a cute little binder that keeps all my workout schedules in a perfectly organized and sectioned manner.
I sit down every month and make a monthly schedule, including my shifts, appointments, and meetings. The monthly calendar is slipped in the front cover of the binder.
Every few weeks I sit down and design my workouts. I have a bank of exercises I cycle through. I try to change it up as often as I can.
Then, I have it all sectioned out. My burn style circuits, build sessions, cardio plan, then 2 sections of completed workouts, so I can keep a record of the size weights I use, so I can continue to move heavier stuff! (Haha, didn't realize Brad seems to be hiding behind the binder!)
These are some examples of my build workouts:
And this is a section of a cardio plan:
Well, that's all for tonight folks! Crazy organization is what works best for me... I swear sometimes I get jealous of all you go-with-the-flow types!!
Tuesday, June 05, 2012
Ok, quick recap on my day so it makes sense to you.
0700: get off work, drive home, take hubby to work
0745: Crash into bed - nighty night!
1240: Wake up, burst out of bed because I've woken up 20 minutes late, need to get dressed, eat, and be at a staff meeting for 1300. I grab a banana and a Clif protein bar for the drive.
1300: Get to staff meeting. Everyone else is late. (Figures). Grab my water bottle and fill it up for the meeting
1315-1600: Staff meeting and debrief (it was a DOOZY)
1630: Go grocery shopping.
Alright, at this point, it's been 4 hours since I ate (never a good sign, I eat every 3 hours typically!). Realize I forgot my list at home - due to running late of course. So, not the best decision in the world: going to a grocery store hungry - - - without a list!!
"Crap... what was on the list? Bananas, raspberries, apples, cucumbers for sure... Oh! Brad said he needed bread... I think that is it." I didn't do horribly, turns out I forgot orange juice!
But see here now. I'm hungry. I know I have to eat when I get home, digest, then go for a run. I decide to stop at the sushi station for California Rolls to take home for my supper. I knew I was low on carbs for the day, so it would be a good nutritive expenditure.
Here comes Cravy Spendy Grace! (As opposed to the normally present Crazy Sexy Grace)
Give. Me. Everything. Normally if I am hungry when I have to grocery shop, I end up going psycho. Just buying junky nasty stuff. Even at my strongest times. Normally I shop right *after* a workout, while snacking on a protein bar. This keeps the hunger at bay, as well as the pride of having just kicked ass in the gym.
Typically I shop in produce - necessities only, then to bakery for bread (not always) with a stop in deli for hummus or Brad's lunch meat. Then to dairy, butcher, frozen section, and only in the pantry aisles if there is a specific thing I need.
On a cravy day, I'll hover in the aisles. Bad girl.
I did not want anything bad in my cart. The sushi was bad enough. I got the fruits and veggies I knew were needed, but that little devil ninja of craving was tugging at me. So I tried something new!
I hovered in the produce section. I looked at what other people were buying. I let Cravy Spendy Grace have a field day. Ooh! Kiwis, I haven't had those in forever! Peaches! Finally, peaches are back! Baby spinach? Why not? Mmmm fresh green beans? Sure!
By the time I finished in produce, this is what my cart looked like:
I was especially excited for all these extras because I start my set of shifts off today, so I can vary my food plan more. Also, with my race this weekend, my calorie counts are higher - come'ere fruit! I quickly stopped in deli, bakery, and frozen, and then bolted to the checkout, avoiding the rest of the aisles.
By the time I made it home, this was my haul:
- 2 Lean Cuisines - weren't on the list, but I remembered I had none, and I keep these as an emergency stand-by if I get called in for a shift
- 2 English cucumbers - on the list
- 3 peaches - splurge
- 3 kiwis - splurge
- 4 apples - on the list
- 6 bananas (2 ready-to-eat, 4 greener)- always on the list, we are bananas for bananas!
- raspberries - goes perfect with dark chocolate for a sweet craving
- hummus - I have about a days worth left, always a staple!
- baby spinach - splurge
- green string beans - splurge, can't wait to snack on them!
- 2 loaves bread - on the list - for Brad really for lunches, I *might* eat 2 slices a week
- my sushi for supper
All this? $43. But this is enough, in combination with my carrots, tomatoes, and red peppers already at home, to last me probably a week! At least! Brad will have some cucumber and bananas, but the rest is all MINE bwa hahahahaaa...
It was very refreshing to not buy the same old produce for a change! It does help that summer is *slowly* getting here, bringing in fruit we normally don't get good access to. I think I forgot string beans existed! With Brad not being much of a fruit and veggie eater, and with some veggies being so easy to prep, we were definitely in a produce rut!
So my big NSV (non-scale victory)? Making the supermarket my b****. Taking what was a not-smart action, and forcing a splendid reaction out of it. Not just a pure will-power based "I will only get what I need" and dashing out like a schoolgirl, but turning it completely around for my benefit.
I ate my sushi, inhaled, actually - including the wasabi! Ow! And went for a run...
AND I BROKE 3 MILES! In 35min! (5 minute warm-up, 25 minute run, 5 minute cool-down) Same cardiac output and calorie burn as my last run (according to my HRM) but I went a quarter mile further!
One of those days when you leave the supermarket smiling, and at the end of your run, scare the kids on the street playing basketball because you "Whoop!!!!!" - ed a little too loud!!
Hope you are all finding ways to celebrate your NSVs!! I think it's the theme of the week!
P.S: Ten points to whoever gets the punny meaning of my title
Monday, June 04, 2012
First - I'm pretty stoked I've done 2 weeks of daily blogs with photos. I plan on keeping this record as long as possible!
Second - This blog is about my parents. It has been ready to go for about 5 days now, but my mom required I send it to her for approval first - that's so her - and for editing. So it's all been Mom-approved, and ready for publishing!
My Mom and Dad are amazing.
They grew up 8 houses away from each other in a little village. Went to school a year apart, and generally grew up together, although just as acquaintances. My Dad graduated high school, and was spending the summer at his mother's house, waiting to leave for basic training for his career in the military. One day, he was up on the roof shingling, and my mother walked by. Mom still had a year left of high school. They exchanged pleasantries and Mom carried on her way. Dad's mother (Nanny) comes out of the house and says to my Dad
"She seems like a nice girl. Why don't you ask her out on a date?"
Dad replies "I dunno, *mumble mumble*" in typical 18-year-old-man fashion.
Nanny says "Alright then, when you've made up your mind, I'll put the ladder back." And promptly removed the ladder from the side of the house!
That was September of 1976. They've been together ever since. In December, they just celebrated their 31st wedding anniversary! They've had ups and downs, lived all over Canada and even in Europe as Dad's career moving around, and have had a generally beautiful life together. They are as different as any couple could be, but their quirks complement each other wonderfully and as a couple are perfectly well-rounded.
Growing up, I was always a Daddy's girl. Not a spoiled brat, but we were just closer. As puberty really came into force, and a military posting took Dad away from the family for a year (when I was 12/13, how cruel!) my mother and I were always fighting. Seriously. All out brawls on a weekly if not more often basis. My brother had just turned 16 and he would just take the car and leave the house, I think out of fear for his own life!
After that year the military gave my Dad another posting, and we followed him this time. It was just too hard on all of us to be apart. He, thankfully, was posted back to the Atlantic Provinces, so much closer to our extended family.
This change allowed the relationship between me and Mom to get much healthier and we grew much closer. Through high school we still battled, but were beginning to learn how to enjoy each other as people. When I graduated high school, I moved to a city for university and my parents were posted again a few provinces away. This separation cemented the relationship Mom and I had been developing. We started emailing daily and talking on the phone frequently. I think it was difficult for them being so far away while I studied for my nursing career, and especially in the first few years when I was in a not-so-great relationship. Eventually that ended, which further improved the relationship with my parents (Mom has him on her Mack truck list - as in if a Mack truck hit him, no loss!)
Don't worry, then I met Brad, and life is all good there!
Here they are walking me down the aisle at my wedding (Oct 9, 2010)
Now years have passed. I am in a beautiful marriage with SparkHubby. My brother is happily married and now has a child. Over the last 8 years, my Dad researched hiking the Applachian Trail. His goal was to do it straight through, south - to - north, by himself. It would take 6 months or more. He was set to do it 2 years ago - had all his gear and ready to go when he first retired, but then he needed emergency gall bladder surgery. Two years ago they moved back to our province and they were busy fixing up and renovating their home. Last summer, Dad went to do a practice 11-day hike in a nearby province, and Mom stayed home. Now, Mom works part-time/casual as a library technician, and otherwise spends her time knitting. She is amazingly creative and never has any fewer than 3 projects on the go. About 6 days into Dad's practice hike, she made a comment on Facebook "I miss him so much I don't even feel like knitting". I bawled when I read that. This would have been their longest time apart in years! I knew right then, she could not let him take that hike alone.
In March, 10 days after my nephew was born, they left for their Appalachian Adventure. No, don't worry - Mom didn't decide all out of nowhere to do 5 months of hiking with no training! She is his support system. She sets up camp every night in the tiny truck camper. Does the laundry and errands during the day, updates all the friends and family back home via emails, and does all the cooking. He is the most spoiled hiker! And she spoils the other "thru-hikers" with "Trail Magic". This is a true testament to my parents' generous nature. Dad's always been generous, but it has taken Mom longer to learn that you never suffer when you give. (***these are her words about herself, I had said it has just taken me longer to recognize her generous actions***)
Here is a pic Mom just sent of the notes she leaves to hint to the hikers that she has treats for them:
They are truly having an amazing time. Almost daily emails keep us up-to-date and the occasional Skype chat as well.
They do miss their brand new grandson, and we miss them a lot too! We (me, SparkHubby, my brother and his wife) are so incredibly proud of them and are so happy they are having this retirement adventure together.
Here was a recent picture of them enjoying a "water hole" to cool off on a hot day:
If Brad and I have a quarter of the love, adventures, and dedication to each other that my parents show and enjoy, we're set for life. They are the most perfect model of how to work through hardships, overcome adversity, and be the best gosh darn spouses, parents, grandparents there are!
I might love them a little, if you couldn't tell. And I miss them an extraordinary amount right now.
Sunday, June 03, 2012
This is going to be a week of crazy exercise. My C25K runs are now purely runs between the warm up and cooldown - no walking intervals. Today was 25 minutes straight jogging! I'm awesome!
Because of this, combined with the fact that this Saturday is my 5K, including my strength workouts, I'm looking at a probably burn of 2700 calories. Most weeks I am between 1700-2200. I always look ahead for the week and change my calorie goals every Sunday so I get the most accurate calorie and nutrient ranges for the week. The last few weeks my ranges haven't changed a whole lot, staying in the 1350-1700 calorie ranges.
Today, I entered in my burn for the week and then checked my daily range:
Yes, you read that correctly. That's a 4 digit number starting with the number "2". Crazy, right?! At first I was like "Weee!!! More gelato or smoothie bars or other sweet treats"
*slaps wrist* No. More almonds, more fruit, more healthy fats (guacamole, duh!) and possibly increasing the sizes of my meat portions. There will be times I will be short on carbs and calories, and based on day-to-day happenings I will consider having an extra sweet treat if needed, but my focus needs to come from the other areas first.
I also need to focus on increasing my water intake alongside. I tend to go high in sodium even on the best of days, so if I am having to increase my calories, sodium intake is likely to climb as well.
This won't be too much of a stretch; I've always been eating on the higher end of my calorie ranges. Now I need to focus on staying on the lower edge. I don't want to get used to eating 2000 calories, just for my ranges to go back to normal next week. It's this high of a burn week BECAUSE of an extra workout - the 5K race!
So I suppose my big challenge for the week is to not let temptation get the best of me... eating calories "because I can". I will always hit my minimums, and try to get my ratios as close as I can to perfect. I need to especially make sure I am on the low end because race day is treat day - it's a run to celebrate women. There are chocolate stations. And an afterparty. And part of the day long clinics/classes are shopping.
Did I mention Brad goes out of the country for work that same day? Oh dear. Wish me luck!!!
On a side note: my favorite work/casual shoes finally died a few weeks ago and I had to buy replacements. I had a funeral for them a while back:
*The writing on the box says: Beloved Work/Casual Shoes. RIP. Dec 2008-May 2012*
Their hopeful replacements even wore black in respectful memoriam.
I know I'm weird.
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