Saturday, April 21, 2012
I spent the night taking care of my best friends' three children. I have a very special relationship with these kids, and was happy to help out during a medical emergency. But I didn't sleep well due to listening for them, being awakened at 1am by the baby, and having the 4-year-old up at 6. So I'm rather sleepy.
My body thinks it's hungry for simple carbs, desperate for sugar. In the past, I would have been raiding the kitchen, feeding myself empty calories. But now I recognize that this isn't hunger; this is sleep deprivation that's trying to overcome itself through a blood sugar boost.
My body right now is a cranky toddler who doesn't understand that she needs sleep. Fortunately, I am smart enough to recognize that. So I'm off to put this toddler to bed, instead of hyping her up on sugar to keep her going.
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
I am always wary when I see people trying to take the "food is fuel" approach, because it tries to lock down all the family, cultural, and celebratory associations with food and usually leads to an emotional crisis, binge eating, and disaster. Yes, we tend to be very food-centric in our celebrations, but that's not something that is unique to this country or this time period. Food is part of celebrations throughout the world and important part of the rituals of our lives.
Food IS magic. It transports us to different experiences, connects us to friends and relatives, evokes memory. The making of it can be an important ritual, as can be the sharing of it. Treating food as nothing but fuel is an attempt to completely deny the pleasure of one of our senses, taste, and to deny some of the pleasures of our other senses. It's like amputating part of our experience.
This is not the same as saying, "hey, it's Thanksgiving, let's PIG OUT!" That's not truly experiencing and enjoying food; that's just mindless gluttony. Mindful eating means taking enjoyment from the rituals, the sharing, all the senses, without just falling into automatic eating.
It is possible to love food, enjoy food, and eat in moderation. It's called Mindful Eating. This year, using this approach, I ate and enjoyed all the rituals of celebration at Thanksgiving and Christmas, and lost weight during both holidays. I did most of my eating with my eyes, my nose, and my mind, and focused on sharing with family and the experience, rather than the food itself. I partook of everything, but mindfully: I took only small helpings, and paid attention to my hunger. When I wasn't hungry anymore, I stopped eating.
If food was only fuel to us, we wouldn't be tempted by it. Trying to convince ourselves that it is nothing but fuel is one more way to set ourselves up for failure--maybe not this week or this month. Maybe not even this year. But eventually an approach that is all about taking away pleasure is doomed. Remember that the long-term success rate for weightloss is in the single digits. We are already trying to beat long odds. We shouldn't make this task extra-difficult for ourselves by treating our daily sustenance as an enemy.
Instead of treating it like the enemy, I say to treat it with the respect and sanctity it deserves. Our strong cultural associations with food come from a time when it was considered precious and abundance was seasonal. People came together to celebrate the harvest, and in leaner times to share among the many. Now, our food is so abundant that we allow big companies to strip it of its nutrition and transform it into junk. That's a terrible abuse of a precious resource. Don't support it. Buy real food, cook it with care, and share it with love.
It's how we were meant to eat.
Monday, April 16, 2012
I am amazed when I hear people I consider to be attractive, interesting, and "together" just spew forth with gouts of self-loathing. If they are curvy, they think they're fat. If they are thin, they point out every tiny, perceived flaw. Everyone seems to go around wishing that they were something other than what they are.
I think it's sad that we are all spending so much of our precious time hating ourselves. Each one of us is a unique, wonderful person who probably has an interesting story to tell, and each one of us deserves respect and consideration. Particularly from ourselves.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
At least according to Spark People. The long bike ride did the bulk of it, of course.
This is two weeks in a row that I've burned over 5,000 calories. I hope I can keep it up through the summer months. It's a bit harder in the winter, since the long bike rides are what really do it. I would like to be at least 20 pounds lighter by the time Pedal to the Point rolls around at the beginning of August. The less of me there is to haul over all those miles, the better! I've been averaging 7 pounds lost per month, so that's not an unrealistic goal. Slow and steady wins the race!
Friday, April 13, 2012
I went for my first truly long ride today--27 miles. I'm working to strengthen my knees, so I rode in lower gears and kept my pedalling "soft." It helped my knees get through a 2 hour and 16 minute ride without complaint.
But, oh, my patootie! Even with padded bike shorts, I was definitely feeling the strain on my "back 40." I know that, just like the rest of my body, it will get acclimated to the longer rides. Right now, though, it is not the happiest place on earth, not by a long stretch.
I have three and a half months to train for the Pedal to the Point ride. I will be mixing up short, fast rides with long rides in order to build my stamina and increase my pace. I'm currently riding at an average of 12 mph, which I'd like to see if I can push to 14. It may not seem like much, but it would made the ride an hour shorter.
And I hope to lose at least another 20 pounds. The less of me there is to haul around, the easier it will be!
But for now? I'm pleased with what I accomplished but oh my heavens am I tired!!! My father-in-law is visiting, and we went to a late lunch today. I had a grilled chicken spinach salad that was delicious, but eating it wore me out!
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