Thursday, November 17, 2011
This morning the scale said 166.6, which happens to be a new 25+ year low weight for me. Now, my scale is only really accurate to a fifth of a pound; the next tick up or down from here would be 166.8 or 166.4, respectively. But still . . . that's a pound lighter than yesterday, and two pounds lighter than a week ago.
Minor difficulty: I'm in maintenance, not in weight loss mode. While it's okay for the weight to drift down as I try to find what weight would be most healthy, this looks like the pace I was losing when I was trying to lose weight. Only now my range is 600 calories higher, and I'm eating them.
What to do? For today, I ate toward the high end of the expanded range. I trust that this, plus normal fluctuation, should produce a higher weight tomorrow. Longer term, where does that calorie range need to be? Logically, it should move up and down as I get more or less exercise; but I don't have a good means to measure how much exercise is worth how many calories. (If I did, I wouldn't still be losing 2 pounds in a week!)
The mantra has always been, feel good. Run longer, stay strong. Don't be hungry. Do all that, and don't worry about the weight still coming off. Hmm. Today I might have been hungrier than I should be in the afternoon. I need to do something to address that, like pack a 200 to 300 calorie snack to eat in mid-afternoon at work. Breakfast, morning snack, and lunch seem to be covered adequately already; but I still have a lot of calories left for dinner and evening.
Either that, or I have to cut back on the running. I'd rather not do that; I'm having too much fun running to like the idea of cutting that back. And it's already time limited on weekdays, due to runs being on my lunch break. And I want to keep my long run this Saturday, which should be the last long run before the 10K I committed to on Thanksgiving.
So I guess I need to figure out the food aspect. Maybe I need to eat more, but first let's see if I can distribute the calories differently across the day on work days.
Monday, November 14, 2011
I took this afternoon off work to donate blood. In theory, I could donate on company time when the blood drive comes around to my workplace. In theory, I could donate on Saturdays, when I don't have to work anyway. In practice, I sometimes want to go lie down for 20 minutes an hour after donating. That would be a problem at work. In practice, the Saturday schedule at the donation center is frustrating and erratic. So I take a half day off every 8 weeks, and it works out well.
This time, things are a little different. I'd forgotten that the last two donations, I'd taken a full day so I could exercise in the morning. So I hustled home at noon, got a 5K walk in (42 minutes, a 13:30 pace per mile), quick shower, and grab lunch. Ended up 5 minutes late for my appointment, but the Red Cross is very forgiving about that.
Bearing in mind that I'm a runner now, I tried to make myself nervous to pump the pulse when the nurse took it. Well, that kind of worked. I got it up to 46, from my usual deskbound pulse of 42. The next question was, "Are you a runner or a swimmer?" Yes, I'm a runner. The nurse called for a supervisor to override the program and let me donate.
Blood pressure was 90 over 60. I asked how low it had to go to preclude blood donation, and was told 80 over 40 can't donate. But I could, and it went quite routinely. I even had one of the fudge cookie thingies in the canteen, in addition to some raisins. This works because I have a very generous calorie range in maintenance.
So it looks like becoming a runner isn't going to prevent me from donating blood 6 times a year. I'm happy with this. Given a conflict between my health and blood donation, I'd go for my own health; but it's much nicer to not have the conflict.
Saturday, November 12, 2011
Early on in my time with SP, I noticed on a day that I was down that I was also tired. I'd seen the much-touted goal of getting 8 hours of sleep a night, and it didn't speak to me. I couldn't really control how much sleep I got. I had to be up early in the morning 5 days a week, and unless I wanted massively reduced income that was a fact of life.
But while I couldn't control how much sleep I got, and I couldn't control when I had to get up most days, I could control when I got to bed. I had this new web site with motivational tools. So I made a goal to get to bed by 10:30 PM six days a week.
I now have a 14 week streak of getting to bed by 10:30 at least six days a week. That's more than a quarter of a year. How's it working out?
I have become a synthetic morning person. Wednesday choir practice runs till 9, and I don't want to work on anything hard after 8:30. I can come home and still (usually) make it to bed by 10:30 on Wednesday. I am sometimes up with the alarm, instead of using the snooze multiple times. And sometimes I wake up before the alarm goes off.
My alarm is set for 6. This morning I woke up at 5:15. I could have rolled over and gone back to sleep, but I'd been thinking about trying to run longer; and getting up earlier meant I could start the run earlier, and thus have more time before my 9 AM breakfast at McDonald's with my daughter. (Second breakfast in this case; I have the healthy breakfast before I run and then an Egg McMuffin at 9.)
Being up early got me out the door and starting to run at 6:39 AM. Four months ago it would have been unthinkable for me to be out of bed at that time on a Saturday. Today, I had checked in with SP, done my morning TGU/windmill combos and KB snatches, eaten breakfast, checked the weather, and dressed to run in 36° F weather by 6:39. That's 21 minutes earlier than my target start to run 5.2 miles, so I tacked some extra twists onto the beginning and end of my standard 5.2 mile loop.
When I got back to my driveway, I had been running for 43:45. Stupid motivational tricks kicked in. I ran up the street a ways and back to get to 45 minutes and that 9th Spark Point. I figured I ran a bit over five and a half miles.
It mapped out to 6.12 miles, for a 7:21 pace per mile. That's pretty good for deliberately running easy so I could keep running longer than I have to date. At that pace, I could do a 10K in under 46 minutes. I could have run for 10K this morning, and I might have if I had realized how close I was. I'm about 90% decided to sign up for a 10K on Thanksgiving Day; the holdup is that the easy way to sign up requires payment by PayPal, and my account isn't set up yet. (Yes, I'm a dinosaur who ignored PayPal until something came along that was either pay via PayPal, mail a check to a nonprofit that won't cash it quickly, or drive 15 miles out of my way during normal working hours.)
As far as pure time goes, I could have fit running for an hour into the time if I were trained to run that long continually. I think I'll get there, but one of the lessons from 5K training was don't try to do it all at once.
The interesting thing is, the long run would not have happened without being up early. After breakfast with my daughter, I do a dab of grocery shopping then dive into weekend household chores. Fitting a long run into Saturday afternoon would be a non-starter. Sunday afternoons are a bit easier, assuming I get the weekend chores done on Saturday; but when I have run 5 miles on Saturday, a longer run on Sunday hasn't worked very well. Long runs on weekday evenings are out because I have other evening commitments, the roads are dark this time of year, and drivers won't be looking for runners. I'm fitting my weekday runs into lunch hours, which limits the distance to the 3 to 3.5 mile range.
Maybe next summer, when I don't have evening commitments and we have lots of daylight, I can train more long running on weekday evenings. But I'm not willing to plan that far ahead right now. The current plan is to find a way to keep running through the winter. If I get that figured out, time enough to worry about training with more daylight when the daylight gets here.
Friday, November 11, 2011
My initial weight goal was 175 pounds. On Friday, October 7 I weighed in at 174 and declared myself to be in maintenance. Today marks 5 weeks of maintenance for me.
In those five weeks, I've lost 5.4 pounds to arrive at today's weight of 168.6. That's a bit more than a pound a week. Hmm. Sounds more like SP's recommended speed of weight loss than like maintaining a steady weight.
So what have I done in five weeks of maintenance? I've increased my calories, twice, for a total increase of 400 calories per day. I've taken two cheat days where I deliberately went over the top of the calorie range. And I've gone from training to run a 5K, to regular running, to running a competitive 5K.
So while I've added some calories to the diet, I might not have added enough. And I might have added some calorie burn to the exercise side, too; it's hard to tell. On the one hand, I'm concerned about adding more to the diet, because I'm not convinced that I will sustain my current level of activity long term. On the other hand, I'm concerned that I might eat too little and lose too much weight.
The gripping hand is, I don't know what my most healthy weight should be. I'm pretty sure I'm not below it yet, because a) I'm feeling pretty good physically, b) I ran a personal best fast pace for any run longer than 2 miles last Sunday, and c) the daily TGU/windmill combos and snatches with the 45 pound (~20 kilo) kettlebell are easier now than they have ever been.
So I guess I gotta have faith that my body will tell me when I get where I'm supposed to be. That's what my sister says happened for her. At this point, the fantasy of achieving my immediate post-high school weight of 165 doesn't look all that far fetched.
But I won't get there because I'm trying to lose weight. I'm in maintenance, dammit! If the weight comes off, it comes off; but the goal is to stay fit, have fun, and keep running through the winter months.
Tuesday, November 08, 2011
It's been two days since I ran my fastest pace to date in an organized 5K. Today was a day to run on my lunch hour, which has the additional benefit of taking me away from the Snack Cube on Snack Day during the time that everyone will be walking in and out and sampling stuff.
Got a late jump on the lunch hour, so I went a shorter route than I would have preferred. Tried to run at a brisk training pace, not pushing to equal Sunday's race pace but not slouching. Got lucky with favorable pedestrian and automotive traffic patterns between the gym and the River Trail, and it was near perfect weather for running. Added just a small jog at the end to come out to 21 minutes, and figured I'd run 2.8 or 2.9 miles.
It mapped out to 3.02 miles. Doing the math, that turns out to be a 6:57 pace per mile. Huh. That's the second fastest pace I've had on any run of greater than 2 miles. It was exceeded only by Sunday's race with real competition, and I certainly wasn't trying to run that fast today! There could be some small inaccuracies in my mapping and/or timing, but I almost certainly was running around a 7 minute mile. And if it weren't for time constraints, I could have kept going.
So I came back to the office and faced the Snack Cube. Did some figuring, cut some of my normal lunch out in favor of a Brugger's bagel (12 grams of protein, TYVM) with light garden veggie cream cheese (spread thin to stay in the 2 tbsp serving size listed on the package). Planned out the food for the rest of the day, and quit eating snacks. The quitting part would not have happened in my world before tracking and trying to hit calorie and macronutrient ranges.
An email arrives to the effect of, "I've just cut the chocolate cake and it's delicious! Come get it before it's gone!" The cake does not fit in the meal plan for the day.
I forego the cake.
At quitting time, there's quite a bit of good looking stuff left in the Snack Cube. I can leave it there.
Nothing tastes as good as being able to run a 7 minute mile feels.
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