Friday, April 06, 2012
Hawaii is beautiful!
Our first day here involved a lot of walking. We're staying a mile from my son's and we walk there in the morning. We walked around Manoa Valley and also Waikiki today. I got in 15,700 steps, but ate 2000 calories. 300 over my limit.
OH BOY am I having trouble with the eating. I am not pigging out by any means, it's just that my son knows all the good places to eat. We woke up at 4 am today, and since that's our usual 10:00, I was hungry! I only had trail mix to snack on before we left our room and went to get breakfast. We ate at 7:30, which is like having breakfast at 1:30 in the afternoon for me.
Lunch, I had soup and sandwich, I found the soup had something in it to thicken it, so I only ate a few spoonfuls. I didn't eat my whole sandwich either. Whole wheat bread. My husband and I got a piece of pie (this place was known for it's pies) We got custard, and I am proud to say I only ate three bites.
Before we left my son's part of town earlier, we had gone to a coffee shop that specializes in making designs in the foam on top of the drinks, so I had to get one of those. I got the smallest size caramel latte, though I'd thought I could've settled for an americano. But there wouldn't have been the fun surprise of seeing what design they put on it. That was probably 300 calories.
For dinner we ate at Hula Dogs. It can be a polish sausage or a veggie dog in a tube shaped bun that they toast in the inside with a heated spike, they take it off the spike and load it with hot sauce and salsa and the dog, and add Hawaiian mustard. I got a veggie dog with jalapeno sauce and mango salsa. It was messy but delicious.
We went home after that, put our feet up a little in our room. I thought we were done for the night, but it was still light out and my hubby got a second wind and realized he needed a snack before bed, so we took off walking to the drug store. Which is a 15 minute walk down a hill. We got diet drinks, he got chips and mini brownies in 100 calorie snack packs. Of course the walk home was uphill, so that was great. I realized I hadn't had any fruit today, and no veggies. So I had an apple; i had needed a snack to allow me to take my medicine. I also had 3 chips and one bite size piece of brownie. Why I bothered with those, I don't know. I think I may be starting to eat out of stress, the stress caused by me being to uptight about wanting to not eat all this stuff on one hand, and on the other hand wanting to please my son and show him that I'm enjoying the things he enjoys so much. I keep impressing on him my need for exercise, and he is including a lot of outdoor excursions with activity. They live a 5 minutes drive from a beach that is sheltered which will be good for swimming and they are willing to get me there any day I want to go. He also plans on taking us on a major hike in a park up a small mountain. That ought to be a great workout.
Hopefully I overestimated on calorie amounts today, It is so hard to eat out when they don't provide nutrition info! I'm hoping I won't wake up at 3:40 again tomorrow morning. If I can sleep later, I won't need to have two snacks by breakfast time! Those calories add up. My son loves food and has a page long list of places he would like us to experience for eating. I inwardly groan, but I remember doing the same thing to my parents who came from small town wisconsin to visit us in Boston. They said Boston is a taste. I think this is payback time. My son is doing it to us. History repeats itself. Maybe 2000 calories isn't all that bad, but my goal is to maintain my weight. So I'd like to keep it around 7000, and that's only if I can get good exercise 5 out of the 7 days we are here.
Friday afternoon ais a party for my granddaughter who turns one. There will be Korean barbeque, and cupcakes. I'm a sucker for bakery frosting. But the next day Stephanie is making a lemon blueberry cake for Ingrid's real birthday. We are having just the 5 of us celebrate with a cake on Saturday. ARGHHH I'm doomed! No, I can't think like that. I need to allow myself one cupcake, and also have a piece of Steph's cake. She already said she plans on not subjecting us to eating leftover cake...she's giving the rest to the neighbors.
Well, reading back over what I wrote here, I see that I'm not allowing myself to enjoy this trip. Wish me well, I think I need some encouragement from you all.
Tuesday, April 03, 2012
It's almost here, my big trip!
I am not sure if I'll get to log in, but on my iPhone I can do some things on SP. I just can't spin the wheel. My husband has to be able to use his computer for being in contact with work (yeah I know that stinks) but at least that should ensure that I'll also be able to use my lap top. The first day of the trip will be taken up with flying, so I will try to spin the wheel early in the morning before I pack my computer.
I want to enjoy myself, but I am such a slave to tracking everything and using my pedometer, I am afraid my vacation will be all about the numbers for me. Will that take the fun out of it, or will I be happy when I see good results? My goal is to maintain not lose the week of the trip. I think some people just set it all aside and don't be as careful. I'm worried I will gain weight if I do that and it just wouldn't be worth it to me. My son and daughter-in-law enjoy trying new foods and will probably introduce us to island fare, so I will have no way to calculate calories. I will have to make estimates a good part of the time.
I've already talked to my DIL about wanting to walk instead of use the car as much as possible. She said they generally do walk to the store. They don't have a car, but will be renting one while we're there. She said she's glad I prefer to walk since gas is very expensive. We are for sure planning on one specific hike, and going to the beach is a definite plan, too. They know of a good cove that makes a nice place to swim. And there will be a pool at the Inn. It's a small bed and breakfast so they won't have a fitness center. But I'm bringing bands and if my computer can be used, SP has videos I can follow. Maybe my son has a couple hand weights, since I'm def not taking mine in my suitcase!
My DIL says they aren't too good about serving beverages on the flight. So I should get some water bottles at the airport. They also don't serve food unless you pay extra, and it isn't very edible. So I will bring some food on, too. I'm bringing trail mix and granola bars. dried fruit and nuts as well.
Oh am I EXCITED!
Tuesday, March 27, 2012
I've been eyeing up my husband's bike this week, ever since my son dropped it off at the house on Saturday. I haven't got one of my own and usually the one or two we've had at the house are up on a bike rack, not tempting at all. But these few days it has been sitting right in the path to the door. It has been 18 years or so since I've been on a bike, maybe quite a bit linger, since I haven't had my own bike since the 1980s. Well lets just say I haven't been on a bike in 20 years so I was a little worried I'd wobble and fall. I was an avid biker in my teens and 20s, I used to bike to my boyfriend's house, a 3 hr ride through the country. We got married and moved to a big city, Boston, and rode our bikes around the city, though that was a very scary experience.
Well, I didn't wobble and I took off. I didn't want to go on the busy streets, so I just circled around close to home. I had hoped to try it out for a 5 minute ride, just to see how it went. I'm not sure if the bumping around or the angle of my back was a good thing for my back problems, another reason I didn't want to stay on too long. I timed myself and was out for 7 minutes. If we had a good path nearby, I would love to go for a ride.
So I'm thrilled with myself. I stepped out and did something different. After all the walking I did the last couple of days, i was sore and not sure I would do anything fitness wise today. Earlier on Facebook, SP had posted a 20 minute yoga video. That sounded like just the thing for my sore muscles. It was all stretching and a little Pilates. Felt good.
I can honestly say I had a good day!
Sunday, March 25, 2012
We went to Asheville on Saturday. I was thinking that with the 2.5 hr drive each way and the visiting, I wouldn't get my exercising in for the day. Figured it would have to be a break day. But Abi, my 7 year old granddaughter, said to me when I first arrived,"Gramma, you want to take a walk?" I was thrilled because the only place there to take a walk was up a major hill, on the side of a mountain! We visited inside for a little and then I asked her if she was still wanting to take that walk. She was excited and we took off running at first. (I don't run as a rule, because of back issues, but the excitement just inspired me and so did being out with an exuberant 7 year old. We only ran a little while. I timed our walk and it turned out that we climbed steady for 9 minutes. Good mini workout. Of course we talked about all the things we saw blooming, I saw a chipmunk, she pointed out a bird, she stopped and picked a flower. We kept an eye on the neighbor's donkey, and just had a wonderful time together. The trip back down took 8 minutes, and all told it was a 17 minute walk. Every minute of it fun. Oh, as they say it's good to "play" or be a kid again. Abi and I skipped for a while, too. I definitely felt younger in doing so.
Today, I started out doing ST. I'm up to 60 pushups in a set. I keep meaning to take a walk but my butt is dragging. I figured out that I hadn't eaten enough calories by 2 and was walking without any energy when I walked through a home improvement store with my hubby. He pointed out that I may need to eat more and asked me if I wanted to go to the DQ. I thought that sounded good, but I felt like I probably needed some healthy fare. When we got near the DQ, he said maybe you want Subway. I agreed, and we went and had sandwiches. Then I got a small cone at the DQ. Now I feel revived and will take my walk as soon as I let dinner settle a little while. I've been keeping my calories up in general, and I don't know why today was different.
One thing is I had an ok amount of sleep, 8 hrs, but I slept different hours than usual. 1-9. I was discombobulated for the first hour I was awake. I believe keeping a regular sleep schedule is beneficial, now that I experienced what I did today. The reason I stayed awake so late last night, I think, was partly because I took my night pills so late in the evening, and then I got involved in reading a book that was exciting and fast paced. Hard to put down.
Friday, I finally told Shirley that I was no longer going to be coming over to drive her and help her. I was getting paid to do things that her daughters should be doing for her. I was getting nervous having her out by myself, since she fell and got that concussion and then last week had a severe asthma attack in Sears, without any inhaler. She didn't even own one.
Twenty years ago I was taking a 78 year old neighbor to a Walmart and she had a heart attack and died while I was with her. So I was starting to fear the possibility that Shirley who is 90 could die in my arms as well. I'm not personally afraid of dying. I just don't like the helpless feeling and the bewilderment that comes with being with someone who has something like this happen to them. I feel that maybe I am being prepared for something like this to happen with me while I'm with one of my parents. I don't know, maybe I just let fear get the best of me and I quit Shirley for no good reason. There were other factors involved. Some problems with her being deceitful in a blatant way in front of me. I don't tolerate that very well. And she was doing a lot of judging of people based on their weight, which didn't set well with me. I tried to help her to have compassion on others and help her think about things from another perspective, but she is set in her way of thinking at 90 years old. I just was concerned about her lying to me and judging me by how I look physically. She has commented on my weight, in a way that made me feel critiqued.
We are still friends and so far we have been emailing each other. I plan to stop by to see her now and then. I've been with her for 5 years so we have an attachment to each other. I cried when I told her I was quitting, as I knew how I would be missing her and she is so dependent on me. It was a situation where I enabled her, so there was some unhealthy aspects to out time together. It was a big decision, but I think it is the right one for me.
I think my meal is settled and I am ready to walk now...
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