The results after Day 1 with my BodyMedia Fit Core armband:
2226 calories burned – target was 2380
1908 calories consumed – target was 1880. I’m not sure where they came up with that number, as SP has my daily goal at 1600 at the moment; either way, I totally blew it. I knew I would, though – I had a sandwich made with gluten-free bread (which, while surprisingly yummy, was by no means low-cal, low-fat, or low… anything, really. GF free tends not to be. It’s very frustrating, after years of living on Lean Cuisines, Lean Pockets, Smart Ones, etc., I’m now stuck with high-fat everything. I’m just going to have to learn how to cook, that’s all there is to it. PAM is my friend. I bought raw chicken cutlets last night, so that’s a start), low-fat American cheese, and hard salami. No way was I getting out of that unscathed. But I was out of edible low-cal GF lunches.
37 minutes of moderate activity (e.g. walking) – target was 30. Yay!
7 minutes of vigorous activity – target was 15. I call BS on this one, though. I played Just Dance 3 for a little over 15 minutes – 8 of those moderate activity minutes should’ve been vigorous, which would’ve added up the way it was supposed to.
6938 steps – should’ve been 8000. Actually, should’ve been 10000, I thought. In my old position, where I had to do a whole bunch of filing and running around with carts full of folders, this was never a problem; my pedometer had me at 8000 most nights before I ever even got home. New gig is extremely sedentary, so I’m going to have to work on it.
6 hours and 48 minutes of sleep – target (assigned by BMF) was 8. I never get 8 hours, so… that’s as may be.
But what was interesting was the machine’s interpretation of that sleep. I personally felt like I didn’t sleep well. It felt like it took a while to get there, and I woke up a couple of times over the course of the night, even though I was absolutely beat to poo last night. However, according to the armband, I laid down about 10:45, slept like the dead immediately, woke up for 2 minutes at about 12:20, then continued my log impression till 4:30 when my take-your-pills alarm went off (two of my medications are to be taken at least an hour before I eat breakfast); took them and laid back down. Per the armband, that was another 2 minutes. Then apparently I dropped right back off, and didn’t wake up again until 5:50, when I started to hit snooze on my various and sundry alarms (I have three different alarm-providing devices, one on my side of the bed, and two on the other side, where I really have to wake up and crawl across the bed to turn them off. Yeah, there’s a reason for that.)
The armband feels that I got an extremely solid 6:48 hours of sleep, and that my sleep efficiency was 96%.
I think the machine is wrong; I think I just don’t move very much once I lay down.
To be fair, I’m on a fair number of may-cause-drowsiness drugs (a muscle relaxant, an anti-spasm, an allergy medication, and, every other night or so, half a Vicodin). That’s definitely a contributing factor in the sleeping-like-a-baby measurement. But I’m not entirely convinced it’s a restful sleep; I may not be moving, but I don’t know if I’m wholly asleep, either. I still feel exhausted. Whether that’s because my sleep isn’t restful, or because I should’ve gotten another hour of it… don’t know for sure. I don’t know how I could get everything done if I went to bed an hour earlier. I went to bed earlier than I had all week. As it is, I didn’t get in a long enough workout; I had plans with a friend that I should’ve cancelled due to being too bloody tired, but I wanted to see her, so I didn’t.
I know I need to balance my existence a little better. I’m still hoping this little toy will help point me in that direction, as well as keep me honest about how many steps I’m getting in during the day. But I was surprised about the sleep; most people seem to find out their sleep isn’t efficient at all. Per the machine, I’m incredibly efficient. Who knew?
Today’s lunch is much better on the calorie front; it’s 364 kCals in comparison to yesterday’s 663 kCals. That should bring my total for the day significantly lower, as long as I don’t go bonkers for dinner. I’ll try not to. Dinner is the worst for me. Everything else is pre-packaged (or, in the case of breakfast, easily measured out) and easy to track and stick with. Dinner tends to be more nebulous.
I’ve had to run errands every day this week, and today’s no exception. At least today’s are really close to home; I only have to go to either Marshalls in hopes of finding a pot/pan I can stick my new bamboo steamer basket over (hopefully they have a relatively inexpensive normal-sized wok. I’d really rather get it there than at Bed Bath & Beyond. Mostly because I forgot to grab my coupon this morning. Even more frustrating – could’ve bought a normal-sized wok at TJ Maxx a couple of months ago, but opted for a smaller one; now I’ve got to get the bigger one anyway. *grumble* Not that I’ve got anywhere to STORE any of these things; most of my pots and pans are in the basement, since I never use any of them. The ones I sort of, kind of use, are sitting on the stove; I don’t have a cabinet to put them in. Tiny, tiny kitchen. Argh.) and Shop Rite to pick up a prescription. Then, home to work out, eat dinner, maybe possibly get stuff done around the house – time and energy permitting – and then bed.
Friday, I may or may not be schlepping to Morristown to pick up the fused glass jewelry pieces I made last week (can’t wait to see how two of them came out! I WANT A KILN! I WANT A TOWNHOUSE TO PUT MY KILN IN! I WANT TO BE INDEPENDENTLY WEALTHY!!!), and seeing my best friend from middle school and early high school that I haven’t seen since senior year of high school. We stopped being friends before that. But Facebook is a dangerous thing, isn’t it? People you thought you’d never see again are suddenly just… there. She seems… more sane, now, than she was then. Here’s hoping.
Heh – I pick on her for sanity; at least she’s doing the normal, wife & two kids thing. I’m the weirdo. Not that this should come as a shock to anyone, really.
I really, really need a day off. I’m so tired. And the mess that is my apartment is really starting to get to me; it weighs me down whenever I’m home.
But a day off… a real one, I mean, not a weekend… isn’t really in the cards right now. I have the vacation time, mind you – it’s just strongly recommended that we not actually TAKE any.
Have I mentioned how much I love this economy? Has that come up? This tyranny where we’re expected to work ourselves to death, because there’s always the specter of unemployment hanging over our heads? No? Well, now it has.
Sorry. I’m a little stream-of-consciousness, today. And I should really get some work done instead of blathering on here. If anything else interesting comes up, I’ll be back.
I’ll say this for it - if nothing else, the toy gives me a chance to blog more often, simply to talk about what it is and what it says. I’m grateful to it for that, even if nothing else comes of it.