Thursday, July 24, 2014
If you don't know Doc Mike Evans and his visual whiteboard lectures on Youtube, you are missing out! They make me feel all warm and fuzzy inside and determined to do better for myself and thus, in turn, others. And so entertaining!
He's got them for low back pain, stress, flatulence - all kinds of health topics!
Check out this one for starters!
Happy viewing and please share with someone who may need a health pep talk! :)
Wednesday, July 16, 2014
A SparkFriend mentioned she signed up for a 5k and innocently asked for tips. What I left her was a long, nutty message. I thought it may as well be a blog entry:
"Oh yeah, I've got tips!
1. Allow enough time to pick up your shirt/packet, haul it back to your car, and get back to the start line. It can be a trek if it's a big race at a small venue.
2. If the lines are long for the porta-johns, I can usually ignore going #1 before the race. It's usually just pre-race jitters and it's not an issue once I start the race. #2, however, won't be ignored.
3. Don't fight for the front or even the middle of the pack at the starting line. Besides, if you're at the back, you have lots of choices of who you're going to pass next, almost like a game. :) The people up front take themselves too seriously, anyway.
4. Don't get caught up in someone else's pace. I did that once and ran faster than I ever ran before for a few miles and felt great.. until I had to stop, walk, and use my inhaler because my asthmatic lungs weren't trained for it.
5. I imagine that I have fuel reserves and turn on the extra "jets" in my mind when I need a boost of power (usually to pass someone.)
6. They urge you not to use headphones so you can hear people behind you approaching but usually still allow them. Again, won't be an issue if you start at the back and hug a curb. Make a really fun playlist and it will carry you far.
7. It'll be chilly in October - make sure you have an ultra-light jacket to start that will be comfortable if you need to tie it around your waist. Plus, it makes for a nice butt-hider as you bounce along.
I've had a race nemesis for years, since like 2009. She doesn't know it because she is always just in front of me at almost every race I go to. However, I trounced her at a race in January. It felt so good. Keep signing up and soon you will find your own arch-nemesis (all in playful fun) to keep you motivated. Writing this has motivated me to sign up for my next one!"
Wednesday, January 08, 2014
At the risk of having rotten fruit & vegetables thrown at me, I'm just gonna say it: I love winter! Michigan, like other states, was just slammed with a ton of snow in a short time period. About 17 inches in two days in my area.
I enjoy walking in the winter more than any other time. It's something I've grown to love. There isn't another soul out there but me and my snow-loving dog and it feels like I have the world to myself. Believe it or not, I typically lose motivation in the springtime when the fair-weather people come out and clog MY routes. They're mine because I love them unconditionally!
It can be so quiet during my morning winter walks that once in a while I imagine the zombie apocalypse happened overnight. Not sure why my imagination favors zombies but it does. I pick out which houses along my route I would loot first (this idea, now that it's in print, is a little disturbing.)
I would go for houses that look like the owners might have guns. There might be stacks of wood outside. You know, homes owned by people that like the feel of roughing it despite available modern conveniences. I imagine these houses will have more basic survival tools. X-Box and Apple don't mean sh*t now.
I could go on, but it all comes to a halt when A) a car drives by or B) a small noise brings me to my knees, quivering & sniveling in self-inflicted terror. I've heard about a running app that warns you of zombies in the area to motivate you to run faster. I freak myself out just fine on my own, thank you.
I love the winter!
Thursday, November 14, 2013
I've been thinking about my weight loss journey today. It has been broken up into sections of fat relapses for various reasons, with one major connecting theme.
The first major success was when I studied in Quito, Ecuador, my last semester of college. I stayed with a host family and got very used to increased activity, broth-based soups before meals, and someone else planning all of my meals. Once I saw some weight loss progress without trying, I intentionally looked for opportunities to be active (joined a volleyball class, walked every day after school, etc.) It was so natural at first but by the end of the 5 months, I ruined it by pushing myself too hard. I returned home 2 days before Christmas, where there were plenty of goodies, and I just let loose. Bye bye progress.
The next came five years later when my grandmother died of leukemia. A month later, the vet told me my dog needed to lose weight. I asked him how much and he grabbed him by the scruff of the neck and said, "At least 10 pounds." It was 20 percent of his body weight! Somehow it was ok for me to be obese, but not my dog. I launched a walking program for us and joined Team in Training to simultaneously train for a marathon and raise money for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society to honor my grandma. It was great motivation. It was also when I joined Sparkpeople, which was so helpful. By the end of this section, I had lost a total of 91 pounds and the dog was in tip-top shape. However, I had been pushing myself too hard for too long. And then my boyfriend broke things off in a very unhealthy / unhelpful way. It was the catalyst to what was already inevitable and I gained back a total of about 40 pounds over three years. Wow.
So here I am again. I began again this summer when my sister asked me to be her maid of honor at her wedding. An honor for sure but I couldn't stomach the thought of those wedding pictures being framed and on the wall forever at that weight. This time, though, I have the support of a healthy relationship that has taught me so much about moderation in all things. Moderation is something I have never been able to attain in any of my weight loss attempts and I fail. I can see (for the first time) that I can cut myself some slack and still be successful! I truly believe (for the first time) that I will have a healthy BMI (in just 16 pounds!) and will be able to maintain it without punishing myself day after day with ever-increasing routines.
I'm so excited to get there but remind myself that it'll happen soon enough. In the meantime, I give myself permission to appreciate where I am at: being at the lowest weight in my adult life, but more importantly, feeling the best ever during a weight loss journey and truly believing this is something I can maintain for a lifetime.
Monday, October 14, 2013
I don't handle compliments very well. At least not ones about my weight loss. I feel squeamish when people point it out. Plus it's usually in front of others and I just want to crawl in a hole. Why? I don't know, maybe I'm just embarrassed that I let myself get overweight again to begin with! I shouldn't even be having this struggle.
Plus when people then want to know how I did it and I tell them I get up every morning and walk 4 miles before work (and eat less), they seem disappointed.
Anyone else have this problem?
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