Saturday, October 30, 2010
So after a great weight loss last week, I had a small gain this week. I'd like to say the number doesn't effect me -- in fact, I don't know the number, they just told what I'd gained -- it does. There was very small binge. Minute. As in some flax crackers and one mini Clif energy bar.
Oh, as usual, there are all sorts of explanations (read: excuses). I'd done over 6 miles the day before using running/walking intervals (3:2). So it could simply be water retention. It could also just be a small correction for the biggest loss in one week in my entire life (including the time I had all 4 wisdom teeth pulled at once).
I had planned to do some shopping for running clothes and jeans yesterday. Which I did. Made sure to print out some coupons first -- as DH likes to say, I'm "saving" him money when I spend it.
Here is where the NSVs come in (non scale victories to the uninitiated): first, I pulled on my focus jeans, which still felt tight last week even after that big loss. And while they're still just a bit tight, I wore them to go shopping in. Go figure -- lose weight, don't feel it; gain, feel as tho I've lost (could be more muscles, right?).
Then I stopped at Old Navy. Bought myself a size 8 short skinny jeans. In fact, just a couple of weeks ago I'd bought a size 10 and they almost immediately felt too big. I'd tried on a size 8 that day, but it gave me definite muffin top.
These are a bit tight in the thighs still, but definitely no muffin top. I thought I'd wear them on the flight to Hawaii, but I don't think they're comfortable enough for that (it's a long flight and we have plane changes so a lot of walking hauling suitcases too -- and DH is always rushing me even when we don't need to rush).
I also tried on a size 6. Definitely too small, decided muffin top -- but they did actually zip!
And that's not even the true NSV. I then tried on their "Rockstar super skinny leggings". And they fit. In a size 8. I was s0000000 surprised, so I had to buy those too. Just wish they didn't have ankle zippers; I don't really like that. They're lower cut than I really like, but hey, I fit into something labeled "super skinny" and while I know I'm not, I'm vain enough for it to make me feel good. Plus they were actually comfortable.
Then it was on to Dick's. I wanted to try to find some more running shorts. I only have a couple of pairs (that I wear outside, I have a lot that I wear when I'm on the treadmill, but they don't have pockets on them and they're about 15 years old).
I picked up a few pairs, not realizing that one was a running skirt. I picked up larges & mediums cause running shorts tend to run small, I find.
Tried on the on sale L shorts. Then I tried on the running shorts in size L, then in size M. I went back & forth a lot, but finally settled on the M. The L was a bit large and I was afraid they might fall down after a while. I hope the M is comfortable enough -- I plan to try them out on the treadmill today since it's too cold (for me) to wear them outside (which is too bad, it's actually a lovely day to run outside today). I see people running in shorts still, and I personally think they're nuts (our temps have fallen back into the 40s).
Yes, the retail therapy definitely changed my mood. It's just a number (and an unknown one at that). I am definitely feeling good about how I look. There's always work to be done, but I know that I'm going into this vacation looking better than I have in a long, long time. My clean eating over the last couple of weeks has really paid off -- altho sometimes it is a challenge when DH is around.
And for everyone that is struggling with a very long plateau like me, or if you're just struggling, or you're a marathoner (or about to be) or triathlete, this quote's for you:
Tough situations always fade. Tough people never do.
Friday, October 29, 2010
I finally got to this article in this month's Self Magazine -- OMG, it is definitely worth a read -- www.self.com/fooddiet/2010/10/secret
It wasn't what I planned for my blog today, but I definitely wanted to share the bits that spoke to me:
**Weight loss should be the result of a goal, not the goal itself.
Good lord, how brilliant is that? Short, sweet, and soooo right. My first major weight loss was all about the number. Now it's about having energy (still working on that one, but I'm getting there); fueling my workouts; getting faster with my running -- and yes, being happy with myself.
**Not ritualizing food.
Funny, my WW leader was just saying that if you have a ritual about eating your food, you know you have a problem with eating that food.
I don't think I have a whole lot of rituals, actually, but still, this spoke to me.
** I may not ever be my dream weight, but I'll be happier & healthier.
YES!!! This is what keeps me trying, instead of throwing in the towel, no matter how long I stay on a plateau. Cause I feel so much better now -- and I know how I felt before -- I don't ever want to go back!
But if I do go back:
**I understand I'm going to gain a little, and I also know I can get if off.
I am learning that, slowly. Being truly mindful and introspective allows you those insights. You realize that suddenly gaining some weight doesn't have to be the end of your world (or your healthy habits).
**I learned that I obsessed because exercise felt like the one thing I could control.
Guilty as charged, but I'm learning to slowly let go of those thoughts.
There were times I'd walk around my bedroom or march in place just to get those final 1000 steps. Now I know that somedays I won't get 10,000, but most days I'm well over so it all balances out over time.
I still feel somewhat driven to get my planned workouts in, but I'm getting better at realizing that sometimes life just gets in the way and I know that exercise is such an ingrained habit it's not like one missed workout will derail me.
But I don't think I ever looked at it in the light that while I sometimes couldn't control my eating, I could control my exercise. Interesting relevation.
Any food lovers' secrets of your own you'd like to share?
I guess one of mine would be that it's about balance over time, not being perfect for every meal.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
I was out walking the dogs one afternoon, and the mailman was coming around. And as soon as he left a house, someone would pop right out and get that mail. Someone elderly and retired, that is. We have a fair amount of retired folk in our neighborhood.
It made me sad. They are obviously just watching for that mailman. Seems as though it's the highlight of their day.
I like to know when the mail arrives, so that I can time a walk with the dogs and pick up the mail at the same time. But I don't rush right out there and get it. DH is another story. If I haven't gotten the mail cause it came late, it's the very first thing he does when he gets home, too. I really don't get it. I've even been known to not get the mail at all if the weather is truly atrocious.
But it got me to thinking . . . just what is the highlight of my day?
That's a really good question. I'm not sure. I would venture a guess that I have several highlights. That first cup of tea & breakfast certainly rate up there. I love having a little quiet time to myself with the cats purring around (or on) me.
Sparking -- specifically reading blogs -- is definitely another highlight. After getting a glass of water and a short yoga session, sparking is the first thing I do in the morning.
I could sleep later -- and go to bed later -- if I wasn't up and sparking and reading with the cats in the morning.
Sometimes cooking or baking is a highlight.
Sitting down to eat with DH, when we catch up with our days, is another highlight.
Snuggling with the dogs and/or Simba is another.
I sure hope getting the mail never actually becomes my highlight. Maybe because I have SP and my spark buddies, and I feed my social connections thru here.
What is the highlight of your day?
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
I have a spark buddy who could really use some prayers -- www.sparkpeople.com/mypage.asp?id=TE
Her husband is in the hospital recovering from surgery for a perforated bowel -- and it's very serious.
She is the sweetest, most supportive person -- AND it's her birthday, to boot.
I am a firm believer in the power of prayer, even tho I don't belong to a synagogue. I believe you can be spiritual without necessarily being within organized religion -- altho frankly I'd join a temple in a heartbeat if DH were interested too.
So please hold her and her husband in your prayers.
Now, my body thanks me. It feel real pleasure when I put healthy foods in it. Too tired to make a fruit smoothie for this morning last night, too loud to do it in the morning while DH is sleeping.
I chose to cut up an apple, mix it with some grapes and cacao nibs, and top it off with a tablespoon of almond butter (with only almonds as the ingredients). Um, um good.
It was filling. It was sweet. It was crunchy. It hit the spot perfectly.
And then I made a raw cake for dessert for today. I have gone almost 2 weeks with no sweets other than fruit. Actually, considering that the raw cake is nuts and dates, I suppose I can still say that.
But I also know that if I go into vacation and suddenly start eating sweets, after a long period of abstinence, I am likely to indulge more than I ought to. So I felt it was time to ease back into them. But not overindulge. Find that proper balance. I'm planning a LSR (long, slow run) soon, so yes, I do think I'll earn it -- even tho you really shouldn't view exercise vs food that way.
I am really bummed that the vegan restaurant I really wanted to go to in Kauai is closed. I have a couple of the owner's cookbooks. I was really looking forward to that! Such is life, I suppose.
What is your body thanking you for today?
Tuesday, October 26, 2010
Before I get to my blog title, I just wanted to give a shout-out to the triatheletes out there. You are amazing!
Yesterday was a very busy day, with barely any computer time at all. I started off with an early morning swim.
Came home, fed the animals, took the dogs out for their walk.
Went grocery shopping at 2 different stores (and still managed to forget stuff that wasn't on the list, but I'll go grocery shopping again on Thursday).
Came home, had lunch. Did some raking.
Relaxed a bit.
Went out for an interval run.
Yes, my little legs were tired last night, and that's with spreading it out throughout the day, without a bike ride -- not doing it all back to back! No, I really don't see a triathlon in my future (especially since I haven't been on a bike since I was a tween). But never say never.
And yesterday I also got to think about the rushing. It seems this day we're all busy rushing from one thing to another.We forget stuff, so often, because we're rushing. We're not focusing at the task at hand.
Sometimes, of course, we truly are rushed, but how often are we rushing for no reason? When WAS the last time you stopped and smelled the roses? Would the world explode if we just slowed down a bit and took a little extra time?
I realized that I get the dogs ready for their walk, and we go on that walk right away, and we come back and we go right back in the house. It's not THAT cold, not yet.
And so lately I've been coming back and sitting down and just enjoying a little bit of nature, while the dogs get to sniff at their leisure -- or more likely sit on my lap. It's amazing how those few minutes can really calm me.
And I got to thinking about all the rushing. And the thought came to me that it's a way to make ourselves seem important. We're busy people, therefore we must be important people, right? It's almost like a contest: I'm busier than you, so I must be more important than you.
We are made to move, but we're also supposed to enjoy our lives. And when we're too busy to even notice our lives rushing by us, we're not important -- we're just rushed.
Even on the busiest day (not today for me, thank goodness, yesterday was plenty busy) we can always grab a few seconds, maybe even a few minutes. What will you do with your stillness today?
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