Thursday, June 25, 2009
. . . sometimes.
I know that last week I wasn't as mindful of BLTs (bites, licks, & tastes) as I should have been. Nothing terrible, but I know I can do better -- and I know they really have a tendency to bite me in the a$$ (pun intended), so I buckled down this week & did much better.
Of course, I still had my veggie & fruitless day on Monday. And last night I had the opportunity to go out to dinner at a nice restaurant with my husband & some of his coworkers -- without knowing about it until a few hours beforehand.
The restaurant had an online menu, but no nutritional info -- hardly surprising, since it's a french/continental restaurant. And did I mention my WI is today?
Anyway, while I had some thoughts on what I would eat, I actually took a while to decide when we got there. But one thing I knew I would have: dessert. They had a molten lava cake with dulce de leche ice cream on the menu, and I wanted it.
I chose an asian slaw & sear ahi tuna appetizer. I shared it with my husband -- I was a bit disappointed in it. The tuna just didn't seem sushi-fresh. It wasn't bad, but it just could have been better. That was a totally healthy choice.
Then I had the duck for my entree. Now, you probably think duck is fattening, but it's actually a lot healthier than you think -- especially when it's not fried. It was very good, and I left several bites on the plate.
Then I shared my molten lava cake with my husband, and it was worth every single, sinful bite. I don't get dessert as a matter of course, but when I'm at a nice restaurant and I think the desserts will be good, I go for it -- in moderation. I also try to balance out my meal. I skipped the bread basket altogether, for instance.
Cake doesn't have to be off your list of indulgences -- not when it's a once in a while indulgence. It also helps to decide what you really want, and I knew I wanted dessert last night. The only reason it took me so long to decide on my entree was because I was waffling back & forth between the duck & the salmon. The salmon probably would have been the healthier choice, but I eat salmon all the time. I rarely get the chance to eat duck.
My parents & my brother & nephew will be here for a day next week. I'm making a nice, rich dessert -- a vegan banana chocolate coconut cake (leftovers will go to my husband's work potluck a few days later). I struggled with what to make for dinner -- I have a killer recipe for garlic pasta, but it's very rich. I finally settled on lasagna, which may sound fattening, but this one has pureed cauliflower & zucchini & tofu in it, and even my husband likes it (even if he does miss the meat).
I didn't lose much weight this week -- no big surprise there -- but I did lose. And I am totally satisfied with yesterday's dinner. I didn't feel sick or full or bloated -- I felt satisfied. That feeling will help me make healthier choices.
Wednesday, June 24, 2009
My husband is very fond of watching all those flip my house type of shows. We were watching one this weekend, and despite 2 open houses & months on the market, not only had the house not sold, they hadn't even had an offer!
Now, I hope that I'm not jinxing us, but it does look like this time our house will sell. No open houses, and in less than 2 weeks on the market (but there was almost 2 months of work before it even got on the market).
We might have been able to get more money for it if we'd been willing to hang onto 2 houses longer, but we priced it aggressively to sell.
Goals are like that, too. Set them too high, and you're likely to burn out with frustration and give up. Set them too low, and you're just spinning your wheels, never getting anywhere. And you've got to do the work.
There was another house for sale down the road, which was actually priced a bit lower than ours. I went to see it one day with the realtor before we moved. It was a nice house -- it didn't have the gas pipeline running thru its backyard like our house did, so their yard appeared larger. They'd put in new vinyl, but it didn't looked like they'd painted & they certainly hadn't put in new carpet. They didn't do the work -- and despite pricing it reasonably, it took much longer to sell than our house did.
I think the biggest trick when it comes to goals is to set something reasonable. Weight goals aren't generally reasonable for me. Weight comes off when it wants to come off, and my body has always been that way. I can eat perfectly and exercise reasonably and still gain weight sometimes. So while it's not a bad idea to have a numbers goal to work towards (for me), it works better if I'm not disappointed when I don't reach it.
If I'd set a goal the same as the first time I lost weight with WW, I'd be too thin and it probably would have been too hard, too. My husband said the other day that I'm probably at the weight my body wants to be -- only I'm not ready to throw in the towel yet, because it's still not a healthy weight for me. And it's about being healthy. Or at the very least being strong so that if something does happen to effect my health, I'm ready to meet the challenge.
Goals I can control? What I put in my mouth. How much I move. Going to weekly meetings. These goals will see me through to the ultimate goal -- and beyond.
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
That's a documentary I watched while I was sick & laying on the couch all day (sort of ironic, eh?). I was sucked into it because it said Matt Damon was in it (he's the narrator) & it's about Africa, which fascinates me.
It was all about 3 elite runners who decide to run across the Sahara. I guess because it's there & no one had done it before. They plan for 80 days at the most, but it takes them 110 days.
I have to admit, personally, what is the point? To see how much punishment a human body can take? The doctor that goes along with them says he wouldn't do it again -- he doesn't run it, he's in a van with them, but basically he was saying when all is said and done, it wasn't such a great idea.
I really struggle with the whole pushing yourself thing vs not overtraining. I wish someone could tell me what the exact right amount of exercise is. Take yesterday, for instance. I hadn't really planned to do all that much -- walk the dogs in the morning & do a treadmill walk/run workout in the afternoon.
And that is what I did, plus the usual housework & DH & I decided to go out last evening to walk around Home Depot & Lowes to get some ideas about remodeling our kitchen.
I racked up over 16,000 steps, which is almost my record. I didn't plan to. I'd actually racked up a fair amount of steps the previous day, too.
I didn't eat very well yesterday, though. Not a single veggie passed these lips, nor a fruit -- unless you count my cranberry juice in the morning, which I suppose counts since it's all juice, no added sugar. Very unusual for me. I made myself some of my favorite shells & mock cottage cheese for lunch, and ate a big ole bowl -- and wasn't real hungry for hours (at least they were whole wheat shells). Then had pizza for dinner -- only no veggies there, because I chose a white pizza (which was so good -- like having cheese bread for dinner).
My plan today is to get back to healthier eating, and probably to take a "rest" day from exercise, except for walking the dogs, of course. I'm experimenting a little. Because I walk the dogs every day, I never really take a rest day. But I'm going to try easing up a bit on the amount of exercise I get; I'll still walk the dogs every day, but I'll try to make sure that at least 2 days a week, that's all I do. We'll see what happens.
One other interesting thing from the documentary: one of the runners says he only got into running in his 40s. He was sedentary before that. He's done well, not because he's a talented runner, but because he works at it. He just does it.
I also think about those elite women runners you see -- you know, the ones running in their bikinis (really, how uncomfortable that must be!). I don't want to look like that. Yes, in the abstract, I admire their bodies. But I don't want to lose my curves; that's not my goal. I like my curves; I couldn't always say that, but I do. Running 2-3 times a week will be enough for me.
I did, also, ease up on my pace with my treadmill intervals yesterday. 5 mph for 5 minutes I can do -- but it's still just a little too hard for me. So I dropped down to 4 mph for the 5 minute interval yesterday; probably a little too easy for me, so I'll go a little faster next time. The C25K training guide does suggest going 1/2 mile in 5 minutes, but it does also say to do what you can.
I don't think I'll ever truly love running. I don't find it the escape so many seem to. What I like, tho, it was it does for me. In the long run (ha, ha), I get more endurance and more energy, not to mention a little fat burning boost, from my "running". I'll keep at it.
Monday, June 22, 2009
People can surprise you. Even after decades, sometimes.
Getting my husband to walk the dogs has always been something of a battle. He does it, but grudgingly. The sad part is that it's more for him than it is for the dogs -- I give them a good walk in the morning, and while another walk at night is nice, it may or may not be necessary.
And getting him to walk with me on the weekends, when he doesn't have to rush off to work? Forgettaboutit. Until now.
I don't know why, but suddenly he's started to go with us on our morning walks on the weekends. Without too much grumbling. Maybe it's because I've started to go with him on the evening walks, having gotten used to walking the dogs twice a day while living by myself anyway -- and often needing that extra boost to my steps, anyway.
Or maybe it has to do with the cooler weather. The summers in Austin are so hot that I had to walk the dogs immediately after feeding them in the mornings; otherwise it was too hot. My husband is decidedly not a morning person. It's cooler here, so we walk later in the morning. OTOH, it's not hot in Austin all year round.
Yesterday really took the cake, tho. Altho he started out on our morning walk with us, he soon turned back because his stomach was bothering him. Usually I skip the evening walk on Sundays, since there's no mail to get & it's nice to have a break every once in a while. Only last night DH actually suggested we walk. Despite the fact that my tea would get cold, who was I to argue with a husband actually wanting to walk?
Normally our evening walks are just to the end of the block & back. I've bitten my tongue, wanting to get in longer walks occasionally -- once again, mostly for DH. But last night when we got to the end of the block, despite the fact that I was having a coughing fit, DH wanted to go on. We ended up doing a fairly decent walk. I don't know what got into him, but I was pleased.
I don't expect this behavior to keep up thru the winter. It will probably once again to be a battle to get him outside when the weather is really cold. Heck, some days it's still a battle. But there's been a major change here.
If my DH can change, you can bet that any of us can!
Friday, June 19, 2009
Or sometimes I feel that way, anyway. It seems everyone finishes the C25K program with ease, then runs 5ks effortlessly.
So why is it so difficult for me? I've been doing it rather loosely, throwing in some other running exercises in there when I'm actually able to breath and run. I'm on week 4. You're supposed to run 1/2 mile in 5 minutes -- not exactly a scorching time. If my husband did his math right, that's 6 mph. Only I can't maintain 6 mph for 5 minutes. So I did 5 mph. I did manage it, but I was STILL struggling with it at that speed. It took me a whopping 26 minutes to run/walk a bit over 2 miles.
Of course, the reality is that's fantastic. I couldn't do even that a year ago.
At this rate, tho, I despair of ever actually be able to fully run a 5k unless I'm going so slow a walker could pass me.
Several of my friends, new runners, seem to have no troubles at all going much faster than me. Why is running so hard for me? Why is going at a normal speed -- not fast, mind you, but a normal rate, so difficult for me?
And all this is on a treadmill, no less, which is supposed to make running easier because it propels you forward.
Don't get me wrong, I am pleased with my progress over the last year, because it's truly been progress for me. I just don't want to be the last person over the finish line if I ever do run a proper 5k. I suppose someone has to be.
Walking our 5k (altho I don't think it was actually 5k) last week made me think this seems an awful long way to run. Granted, I had a pretty high fever just a few days before & I still can't completely breathe, so that might have something to do with it, too.
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