Tuesday, October 30, 2012
How many calories a day can I eat and maintain my weight at around 142?
About 10 calories per pound. That's all.
About 1400 calories a day was my weight loss range; now it's my maintenance range.
Does it matter whether I exercise or not? Not much, actually, with respect to weight loss and weight loss maintenance. Exercise matters, for sure. It matters for cardio and strength and toning and balance and flexibility and above all for mood and general well-being and optimism.
But for me at least, exercise doesn't seem to affect weight much -- except to remind me, as I see the calories ticking away on the elliptical or the rowing machine, how much effort it takes to burn even 10 calories.
Sure, I know weight loss is supposed to be about "calorie deficit", burning 3500 calories for every pound. But awareness of the energy expenditure linked to calorie burn is for me mostly an incentive not to load calories into my mouth mindlessly! And while I'm at the gym, I'm not eating: another good thing.
If I'd decided from the beginning at 230 pounds that I wanted to weigh about 140 and adopted the attitude that a sustained weight of 140 means 1400 calories for life, would that have helped?
I think so.
One thing I know for sure: my former assumption that once the weight was lost, I could revert to former levels of eating (all that pent-up demand for french fries and potato chips and chocolate chip cookies) resulted only in yo-yoing,
If I had it to do over again, I'd start with maintaining my way to permanent weight loss.
And of course I do have it to do over again: starting every day. That's maintenance.
Monday, October 29, 2012
My second round of flu escalated sufficiently to get me to a walk-in clinic Sunday: and onto some antibiotics plus asthma inhalers (which I haven't needed for years).
Antibiotics are miraculous. For years and years I couldn't take 'em (allergies) but the new generation of antibiotics works so fast without side effects: I am stunned.
Still not operating at the top of my game, or close. No gym this morning. Not ready for work yet . . . and wouldn't want to spread whatever I've got to co-workers and clients in any event.
But I'm feeling better, thank you all! Gonna survive this, yes I will.
Saturday, October 27, 2012
There was a (very nice, elderly) gentleman honking and snortling at the gym on Wednesday. No inhibitions at all, filling the air around his step machine while he clutched the handles with both hands. Leaving no hand free to wield a tissue.
I admire him for trying to stay fit. But please, please, please: stay home when germy!
Some of us (that would be me) are ridiculously susceptible. Even with hand washing and sanitizing and . . . did all of that.
I tried to avoid him, yes I did. But my heart sank. I wished he had stayed home.
And: by yesterday noon I was honking and snortling myself. So much for my scheduled "mental health" day. In the morning, I managed to get all of last winter's supermarket hyacinth bulbs planted in my garden. I also purchased 60 snowdrop bulbs and a few purple and white stripy crocuses and some tiny yellow daffodils: the very early blossom is so heartening and I appreciate it the most. But: didn't manage to get any of those planted before the onset of fever, aches, chills and sneezing. Plus snortling. Yuck.
I will stay home from the gym today. Expect to be feeling well enough to return to work on Monday.
And I have booked the first available flu shot (which sadly is not until November 21).
Sure, I will try not to growl or glower at the nice gentleman when I see him next. But: it might be difficult!!
Sunday, October 21, 2012
, , , just what I needed after a pretty challenging week, with lots more to come next week.
We had sunshine with crisp temperatures, and the leaves are glorious right here in our back yard . . . bright yellow sugar maples, and an enormous old red maple.
I sat on the back deck, relishing the need for a thick sweater, and enjoyed it all: the light, the wonderful leaf smell, the crunchy texture of leaves under foot, the sound of wind in the leaves, watching single scarlet leaves twirl down from a bright blue sky, watching Charlie rolling on his back in the grass in the golden leaves just about the same colour as his fur.
There was a honey crisp apple. Some crumbly old cheddar. There was a cup of great coffee. And later a glass of red wine.
I've got brand new 1000 thread count cotton sheets on the bed, hurray. Is there any greater luxury?
(And yes, of course I got them on sale: need you ask?)
Best get to bed soon: I'll be setting the alarm for 5 am and heading for the gym!
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