Friday, November 06, 2009
I used to hate to work out. I don't know what was the catalyst for change for me, or that there was a single thing that happened to change my attitude. But now I love to work out -- it's like my body craves it if I don't do it.
Some of the things I did that perhaps led to my changed attitude (which happened over several years, I didn't do these all at once) –
• Worked with a personal trainer for accountability and to gain their knowledge
• Worked out with a friend
• Got 2 labs that needed daily walks (now have 2 labradoodles)
• Took PE classes at the local junior college -- hiking, canoeing, kayaking, rock climbing, cross-country skiing, snow shoeing, etc. Much more fun to work out with a group of people and the variety makes it lots of fun. (Photos are of my hiking class when we hiked near Lake Superior in the Upper Peninsula, MI in October 2008.)
• Became a Minister of Care for my church and made visits to nursing homes. When I saw the devastating affects of not taking care of your body, I was scared straight into getting my body more active and eating healthier!
• Watched documentaries about diabetes, heart disease, etc., (my family diseases) to see what happens to people who don't take preventative measures.
I don't know if any of these ideas will work for anyone else. Take what you like and leave the rest!
Thursday, November 05, 2009
Due to years of emotional eating, my "appestat" (appetite thermostat) is broken. It's easy to tell when I'm hungry -- the hunger pang is there. I first try to quench it with water. I was told a long time ago that the body sends the same sensation for hunger as it does for thirst, so try to quench thirst first.
It's harder to tell when I'm full, so knowing what a "normal" portion size is helps. When I go out to eat, I always ask for a "to go" box right away. I cut my meal in half and put the other half in the box for lunch the next day. If it's not on my plate, I'm not tempted to eat it.
I have always been a fast eater. I have 8 brothers and sisters -- if you didn't eat fast, you went hungry! It supposedly takes 20 minutes for the stomach to alert the brain that it is satisfied. It never took me 20 minutes to inhale my food. I currently wear braces (for the 2nd time, had them as a teenager, too). That has slowed down my eating tremendously. Not to mention for the couple of days surrounding my orthodontist appointment, it usually hurts too much to chew, so chewing is done very gingerly. God, in His infinite wisdom, is teaching this old dog some new tricks about eating slowly and savoring the taste of food.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
I truly believe that I have an allergy to sugar. (Thanks, TUBBYHUBBY340 for your blog that "sparked" this confession.) I can't eat just a little bit of sugar. Once I take a bite, my body craves more. That's probably from all the years of over-indulging on sugary foods. My pancreas is used to pouring out insulin at the first sign of sugar entering my body, knowing it was going to have to handle a whole lot of it. If I only ate one bite, there was so much insulin in my blood stream that I had to eat SOMETHING to stop the inevitable crash from happening. And what better than more sugar?
Many years ago, I attended a nutrition seminar that was titled “Alcoholism, Diabetes, and Hypoglycemia.” I thought to myself, “What the heck does alcoholism have to with diabetes and hypoglycemia?” Well, I soon found out. The doctor who gave the seminar had a degree in biochemistry. He explained that all three of these diseases – alcoholism, diabetes, and hypoglycemia – are blood sugar disorders. (Yes, alcoholism is a disease, not a lack of self-control.) The doctor showed us the molecular structure of alcohol and sugar. Sugar, in its simplest form, is alcohol.
I attended that nutrition seminar about 15 years ago, and I have looked at refined sugary foods in a different light since then. I think of them as alcohol. Sugar can cloud my thinking as easily as alcohol can.
The family history of women on my mother's side is that most of them developed Type II diabetes. Perhaps coming to the realization that I have an allergy to sugar BEFORE I get diabetes will help me to avoid getting the disease.
For today, I choose not to eat Halloween candy. I didn’t even buy it. I’m looking for a healthier future – free of the family curse of Type II diabetes.
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