Thursday, December 20, 2012
Today was nominally my last working day of 2012. That doesn't totally correspond to reality, but it was a better Spark day than yesterday anyway.
It's Thursday, a work from home day. Most of the hectic fire drills for work were completed yesterday, leaving one major project to complete by year end. Today that project's status finally clarified, and all the work I can do without waiting for input from others got done. The biggest news of the day is that the input I need to go further won't happen before Wednesday morning. That means I can keep my Friday and Monday off, and only lose some of my time off after Christmas.
The high point of the day was my run at lunch. 37°F, cloudy, with ENE wind at 17 mph is good running weather. It looks like *great* running weather when Spark friends are reporting shoveling snow for their exercise today.
My bad foot was good enough to run on, but not as good as it has been. I decided to keep the run relatively short. I set out to run a 5K, and along the way felt so good that I stretched for 25 minutes. The final run came out at 3.62 miles in 25:49, for a 7:08 average pace per mile. I firmly told Mr. Testosterone that it's okay to have a comfortable running pace above a 7 minute mile, even if 6:55 was comfortable on Tuesday. The most important thing is to not do so much that I can't run on Saturday.
I tentatively plan to run about 8 miles on Saturday, again aiming for a pace of 8 minutes per mile. We're supposed to get snow tomorrow night and Saturday, so Saturday's run may need to be adjusted for weather conditions. That's okay.
I gave weight lifting a pass today. I had the time in the evening, but by then I just felt like chilling out and doing sedentary stuff. No guilt here, having done a good morning exercise routine and also having got a run in today. Tomorrow will be a non-running day, and weight lifting will help me feel like I'm not a total slacker for counting a walk as my cardio.
On the food front, today was a normal, routine day of eating typical stuff and staying in the ranges. I needed that emotionally after yesterday's scare. Yes, I technically stayed in control yesterday; but it feels pretty good to stay in control easily and come in at the bottom of the range to make up for yesterday's top of range result.
It wasn't a spectacular day, but it was a good day. It was a quiet day with everything happening pretty much as planned. I needed a day like this.
Life is good.
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Today was a tough day on the Spark front. Fortunately, I knew in advance both that it would be tough, and the general shape of how it would be tough; so I didn't do as poorly as I would have if it had surprised me.
Today featured the unfortunate combination of a work in the office day, office Christmas lunch, and heavy workload with deadline today. The part that did sneak up on me is that yesterday (when I worked at home) was Snack Day, and there were leftovers.
I started the day well, I was up before the alarm, had a perfectly normal breakfast, and had enough time for a 32 minute walk before work. That kept my 10 minute exercise streak alive and was crucial to getting my 10K steps today.
Got to the office, and found the remains of Snack Day. I almost left them alone . . . but there was that one Bruegger's garlic bagel. Only one of these shows up on any Snack Day. It gets bought for me, because no one else likes them. And there was garden veggie cream cheese. My willpower failed to the extent of eating the bagel, but I held myself to a flavoring of the cream cheese rather than a slathering.
I had reason to think about that 300 calorie bagel later in the day.
I made it through to lunch on just that bagel plus the carrots I had brought with me. At lunch, there was no salad this year. There were standard sliced subs and pizza. I had a roast beef sub, estimating the ingredients for the nutrition tracker. I also had a slice of pizza. And a cannoli, which was delightful when savored slowly with my tea.
That was an expensive lunch, and the cannoli was a mistake. After lunch, that box of chocolates from Monday's blog called my name. I ate one, and found that they were very high quality chocolate creams. I ate another. And a third.
At this point, I knew I was sabotaging myself. I thought about several blogs I've read discussing compulsive eating or binge eating. I'm not a binge eater . . . or perhaps not as bad as some folks describe. But the tendency is there. I saw it in myself today. I wrestled myself to a halt on the chocolates, and managed to stare down leftover cannoli in the snack cube a few times; but it was hard. I had to rely in part on my standard Atomic Fireball candies that are a normal part of my office consumption.
Still, I nearly went back for a 4th, 5th, and 6th chocolate several times. Only staring at the nutrition tracker and thinking about dinner and evening kept me away.
By late afternoon, I had decided to treat dinner and evening as normal eating. Even if eating what I normally do was going to put me over range because of earlier indiscretions, the emotional aspect of the return to a normal routine was going to be important. So after work I went to Taco Bell, which has, sadly, become a very normal dinner for me. Then I went to Wegman's and bought some apples, bananas, and Greek yogurt. I could have put off the grocery shopping till tomorrow, but it was important for me mentally to be thinking about real food.
In the evening, I had my normal snack, minus part of the candy. I've certainly had enough candy for one day already! And I'm a pretty compliant kind of guy; cutting out the candy let me eat an apple, which I was really craving by evening.
The final tally brought me in 4 calories below the top of my range. That's 200 to 300 calories above where I'd normally eat on a day with minimal exercise, which today was. (Normal pushups and pullups in the morning, and that morning walk. Total steps hit 12K; there was a bit of stress walking at work.)
If I'd been able to resist that bagel first thing in the morning, this would look like a pretty successful adjustment to the Christmas lunch. As it stands, it looks like a potential binge that was scary close to being out of control.
As I look back, today's results weren't all that bad. My emotions and actions in response to them were scary. I got a glimpse of how I would have eaten on a day like this, pre-Spark. I don't want to go back there. I don't like how it felt being under the influence of a sugar rush from that wickedly tasty cannoli.
There was good news. The organizer of Snack Day is contemplating discontinuing it for 2013 in the face of a shrinking, aging work force with a lot of work at home. I responded that I was fine with it going away, but didn't want to rain on other folks' parade. I heard back that the responses received were all similar to mine.
And I got the next to last work fire drill of the year done. Now I only have about 3 days of work left to get done this year, and nominally one working day to get it done in. I spoke to the boss, and I will be allowed to make up the missed days off in January. I'm happy with that.
Tomorrow is a work at home day, nominally my last working day of the year. I'll get done what I can. How I proceed after that depends on how the insanity upstream of my job plays out. Whatever I end up doing for work for the remainder of the year will be working from home, unless something strange happens to force me to go in to the office.
Tuesday, December 18, 2012
It's Tuesday, a work at home day. Work remains very busy, but my line in the sand today was a run at lunch. The bad foot had recovered enough from Saturday's long run that I felt reasonably good about running again.
It was 43°F (6°C) with light rain and NW winds at 13 mph. A brief warmup run convinced me I didn't need gloves. I set out to just run at a comfortable pace, not trying to be particularly fast or particularly slow. I started out thinking maybe just 5K, but as I got into it I decided to add the three little hills.
I ended up running 4.30 miles as mapped by RunKeeper in 29:45 for an average pace of 6:55 per mile. My pace was fairly steady through the run, so I guess this is a natural pace for me for a 4 mile distance.
The stats from RunKeeper:
The graph is scaled to the available space. There is a 50 foot gain in elevation from the trough before the highest hill to the crest of that hill, over a distance of 0.3 miles. Anomolous paces near the beginning and end of the chart may be partially due to fumbling with starting and stopping the app; but I do think I started out faster than my natural pace today. Edit to add: I didn't realize I was screen capturing the popup. That's a display of the pace I get with a mouseover of the blue line; if I were doing this deliberately, I'd have shown an elevation from the green line.
Of course, I got wet. But it was a pleasant run. 43°F and light rain is one of those situations that I peg as better running weather than walking weather. And if I were afraid to run in the rain, I couldn't run consistently in the Rochester, NY area. And I'd much rather run in the rain in the daylight than after dark; poor visibility plus drivers not expecting pedestrians to be out in the rain is a bit scary.
Didn't find time to lift weights this evening; edited a document for work instead. Tomorrow will be a bigger challenge on the exercise front, with the department Christmas Lunch taking away my noon walk time; but I'll cope with that somehow.
Today I'm happy. I got my run in, made progress on the work projects, and will get to bed on time.
Life is good.
Monday, December 17, 2012
It's the season when holiday treats show up in the office. Since I work in a location with long term work force shrinkage, there aren't as many as there used to be. But some still show up. Today, there was a box of chocolates. Yes, the Forrest Gump kind where you don't know what's in the middle till you bite into it.
I have a sweet tooth. Free food is attractive. I like chocolate. So along about 2, I went and looked at this offering of free chocolate. Unlike my pre-Spark days, the first thing I looked at was the nutrition label. One serving = 3 pieces, 190 calories. One piece would be about 63 calories. That could be worked in pretty easily. A caramel would be a treat.
Then I looked at the label. Milk and dark chocolate, assorted cream fillings. Hmm.
I've never been terribly fond of the cream filled chocolates. Over the years, I've eaten a lot of them, mostly looking for the good stuff. I thought about this. If I can afford one piece of chocolate for 63 calories, and it turns out to be one of the sucky creams I don't really like, how will I feel?
I decided I'd rather pass on the chocolates and still have the almonds and craisins I packed for an afternoon snack. So that's what I did. It wasn't even particularly hard.
I came home after work, and didn't even say goodbye to the box of chocolates. They can sit there all day tomorrow when I'm working from home, and I won't miss them. That's not a surprise. The surprise was how easy it was to walk away from them today.
I can't change my lifestyle all at once. A year ago, I was working Milky Way Simply Caramel bars into the day, because I wanted them. Today, I can walk away from free chocolates and not feel tempted to change that decision.
Life is like a box of chocolates. You never know what you're going to get, and sometimes you don't know how you're going to react.
Next dietary test, the department Christmas lunch on Wednesday. I wonder how I'm going to react to that one?
Sunday, December 16, 2012
After yesterday's long slow run, the plan for today was to mostly take it easy. I didn't push anything terribly hard today, and it's a good day for reflection about rehab.
The sore thigh that kept me from running for a while is close enough to 100% as not to matter. It didn't speak up after yesterday's run, and it didn't speak up this morning. I have to pay very close attention to tell the difference between my thighs when doing thigh stretches. Chalk up one success.
The bad foot complained about yesterday's work. First, it let me know that it wasn't happy with the light jogging up and down my hallway this morning. Okay, I can rest it from that. I was up early, so I got a 2.5 mile walk in before church. Walk, not run, and walk gently for the foot. The foot slowed my usual walking pace a bit, and grumbled softly through the walk. It grumbled more at wearing shoes suitable for church, though it was content with the sedentary nature of the church service.
I took another walk of a bit over a mile mid-afternoon, to ensure I'd get my 10K steps. By this time, the bad foot was letting me walk at close to my normal pace; but it wasn't as happy with this as it has been.
I'm hopeful that the foot will be recovered to as good as it has been by Tuesday, but this is not a certainty. Have to wait that one out and see.
I almost gave weight lifting a pass today. The sore shoulder makes me cautious about many of the upper body lifts. Then I got to thinking; I might not find the time tomorrow, so I'd better do something today. And the shoulder doesn't feel as bad as it did; I should gently test its capabilities.
Weighted pullups didn't bother the shoulder, but I didn't press the issue by squeezing for more reps than felt comfortable. I only managed two sets of 8 and one of 6 pronated pullups with 5 lbs. on the dip belt. That looked pretty wimpy, given that I did sets of 15 unweighted pullups in the morning; so I had to think through the differences. In the morning, I do pullups before breakfast, in my underwear. I'm at my low weight for the day. This afternoon, I was more hydrated, wearing gym clothes for 2 or 3 pounds more than my underwear, and the dip belt itself is a couple of pounds. Okay, I can live with that result. I won't increase the weight until I can do sets of 10.
Romanian deadlifts didn't bother either the foot (because it remains planted flat on the floor) or the shoulder (not a huge surprise, but something to pay attention to). Then I got to incline chest presses. My bench adjusts to flat, 30°, 45°, 60°, or 90°. I put it on 30° for the wimpiest incline chest presses, in honor of the shoulder. But I tried my last working weight from 45° incline chest presses. I had to pay close attention to form, but manged three sets of 10 without a problem.
Then there were walking lunges. I did two sets paying close attention to the bad foot, then noticed my quads weren't feeling the burn like they had been. So for the third set I put 2.5 lbs. of platemates on each dumbbell, and got the appropriate burn in the quads. I felt good about a natural advance in weight for walking lunges in spite of dealing with a bad foot.
I wasn't brave enough to test calf raises on the foot today. Time enough for that on a day when it isn't grumbling so much.
So, where things stand: Sore thigh, effectively all healed up. Sore shoulder, making progress and not keeping me totally from lifting weights. Bad foot, still needs close monitoring and has the potential to interfere with my desired running schedule. I can live with this.
Right now, maintaining the fitness level needs a lot more thought than maintaining the weight. Yeah, I'm making adjustments with the nutrition plan; but they're going smoothly and routinely. It's the fitness and rehab stuff I have to think carefully about, lest I screw things up.
Tomorrow I plunge back into work craziness. That's not a totally bad thing from the perspective of letting the foot and the shoulder get better; but it felt really good to take today totally off from work concerns. Tomorrow it's back to the grind, and see how much of the craziness I can get resolved before next weekend. With luck, maybe I'll get a full weekend off then.
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