Thursday, January 10, 2008
First of all, I was back down a pound this morning, to that 150 my scale loves so well. That's at least the right direction.
Last night we took my stepdaughter out to a little pan-Asian restaurant as part of the celebration of her 21st birthday. My husband wanted to take a special beer to the restaurant, which is a BYOB place. On the way, before we stopped at the liquor store, I said I'd like to buy some REGULAR good beer so that I could celebrate without ingesting all those calories--the fancy beers he's been researching & bringing home are all really high alcohol, 9-10%, so the calories are about double those of regular beer.
He became upset & said that would put a damper on the celebration. Then I thought of a different solution: I could just drink half of one of the fancy beers.
When we sat down at the restaurant & he poured our beer, he told us the history of India pale ales & why they ended up tasting the way they do & having a higher alcohol content. I realized that he had spent a lot of time reading about this & had been looking forward to experiencing the beer with both his daughter & me. His earlier reaction became much more understandable.
I enjoyed every sip of my 6 ounces of this truly wonderful beer--Dogfish Imperial India Pale Ale, if you're curious!--& every bite of my dinner. I chose Kung Pao chicken as my main dish because it has plenty of protein & veggies, they're not floating in any heavy sauce, & rice is easier to divide in half than noodles are. (We eat a lot of rice in general, but I've needed to cut my serving down to a half-cup to stay within calorie limits.)
Having guessed at calories for that meal, I think I stayed within my limit for the day--& I did justice to the celebration.
It continues tonight: when I get home from work we're going to run out & get a chocolate cake to eat after supper with another exotic beer, one that is supposed to go well with dessert. (VERY unusual for beer!) My calories for breakfast, lunch, & the tea I sip throughout the day have come to 775, so I still have 775 to use as needed.
Celebrations--because of all the emotions & tastes & expectations of one's loved ones plus one's own--can be complicated to maneuver. I'm happy I've weathered this one so far without blowing my health goals.
Wednesday, January 09, 2008
I want to write a bit more about Mary Lou, our friend who passed away quite suddenly, but I'll wait a bit to see whether we find out more about what happened. When she last posted on our team message board, she said she had been under the weather since before Christmas & lately had been coughing & needing to sleep a lot. We had no clue that it could be something serious, & at that time she didn't seem to either.
In the midst of life we are in death, as the prayer book says.
My life goes on, of course. Getting to bed between 10:30 & 11:00 has meant that I'm able to get up & exercise with more regularity. This morning my sleep was cut a bit short, as the doorbell rang insistently at 6:00 a.m. I hurried out & found that I needed to let in my stepdaughter. She & her dad are night owls. Sometime in the wee hours before he came to bed, he bolted the back door as usual--but she was out on the back porch having a smoke & didn't have her keys with her! I'm not sure why she didn't jump up & bang on the door at once; she was probably talking on her cell phone (yes, even at that hour) & didn't notice the sound of locking.
When I let her in she told me she had been banging on the door for two hours! At least she had her warm coat on. Finally one of the upstairs neighbors had come down the back stairs to walk his chihuahua; he let her into the basement, & she went to the front & buzzed us. She was thoroughly chilled, of course--she quickly trundled off to bed.
Hopefully this will help motivate her to stop smoking! :-) Barring that, maybe she'll get in the habit of keeping her keys in her coat pocket so she'll have them when she's out. Or maybe she & her dad can figure out a protocol for making sure she's inside before the door is locked. If it happens again, perhaps she'll think of going around to the side of the building & using a long implement or stick to tap on our bedroom window. I sleep with earplugs, & my husband is a very sound sleeper, but we'd wake up if the sound were so near.
That was our drama for the day. I lay in bed a little while after letting her in, but then I got up & did upper-body strength training for about half an hour, as scheduled, before taking my shower. My weight is STILL the same--well, maybe I'm a smidgen down, but my scales aren't digital so I don't get a very precise reading.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
My Sparkfriend MARYLOUD, who has been a teammate since October 2007, died recently. I just learned this from her Sparkpage--her husband (whom she loved very much) thoughtfully posted the sad news.
She wasn't very active in December, but in recent days she had posted on our team message board saying she wanted to get serious again about her fitness. We were all so happy to hear from her again.
I have no idea what happened.
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
So frustrating--this morning I weighed a pound MORE! What's up with that?
Then I twisted my foot while I was only about 1/6 of the way through my aerobics routine. At first I was scared that it was really hurt, then relieved that it wasn't . . . but my exercise time was short today & I stopped to be on the safe side.
Then my second train was delayed & I was at least 20 minutes late for work. There had been a fire on an earlier train, I guess, & pieces of it falling off & people had to be evacuated--so the subsequent trains have continued to be late. No injuries though, thank God.
There are other things I'm discouraged about too. I journaled about them on the train. Glancing back through my journal, I saw that I have been at the same weight--hovering around 150--for more than TWO MONTHS now! Makes me feel as if these last two months at SP haven't helped at all.
Then in the bathroom at work I discovered that my earrings were no longer in my pocket where I put them this morning. In the winter I always carry them in a pocket until I get to the office, because otherwise they often catch on my coat or scarf & fall off & get lost. These weren't a valuable set, but I had made them myself at a bead shop years ago so they had sentimental value. I figured they had fallen out in the train--the pockets in these slacks are too shallow.
But when I went to the bathroom again a little while ago, there was a note saying that a pair of silver earrings had been found there & they could be claimed at a certain office. Sure enough, they were mine. Whew!
I'm not sure what to do about all the other things I'm discouraged about, except pray & persevere.
Monday, January 07, 2008
Yesterday when I went out for a run, I decided to head south through my old neighborhood & not turn back till I had gone at least half an hour. So I was out a bit over an hour, & a majority of that time I was running! I did some intervals of speeding up & lengthening my stride too, so I was able to go faster than I ever had before (at least faster than on any previous extended run).
Something I'm very thankful for: When I started running my right knee hurt a bit. I stayed at a slow warm-up pace for several blocks, hoping that as my muscles warmed up the pain would go away--& it did! And it didn't come back.
I got home feeling EXTREMELY proud of myself. :-)
I stretched rather extensively both before & after, but still I'm quite sore today (& was last night). I let myself sleep a full 8 hours last night & didn't exercise this morning, to give my body some space for recovery. The temp will be dropping starting tomorrow, so I don't think I'll have other chances to go running for a while--it'll be back to the aerobics routine or Latin dance/exercise.
That stubborn Christmas pound was still there this morning, but I'm hoping that with the extra exercise & tweaked nutrition this week it'll be off soon.
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