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Getting my Grove Back

Thursday:  So much bad food.  Sushi Valentine’s Dinner.  Walked Reilly.  Push-ups, Situps.

Friday Food:

  • Egg Muffin
  • 2 Santiagos Burritos, one Mild, one Chorizo.  Some fruit.  Simply Orange Juice.
  • Chocolates and Samoas.
  • A shit ton of delicious pasta salad.  Chicken Salad on bread.  Water.
  • Dove Dark Chocolates.
  • 3 Cliff Shot Bloks
  • Chocolate Strawberry, Homemade delicious cherry chip sugar cookie.
  • Homemade Chili w/ fritos, sour cream, cheese, and a glass of wine.  (Recipe coming later today.  This was hands down the best chili I’ve ever had, and I do good work regardless, so.  Yeah.)

Friday Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups
  • 25 leg lifts, 25 exercise ball cobras (I consulted Thunda yesterday, my “V-ups” are called leg lifts…)
  • Reilly Walk
  • Dr. Borman visit (this isn’t exercise, but it seems relevant to this column and how my body feels today.)
  • 1hr. Spin Class
  • 1hr. Off Skates Training
  • 45mins? Speed Skating Hell

Uber Alice seems really sweet.  So sweet, in fact, that when she lies to your face you believe her.  Like when she says Speed Skating won’t be hard, then tries to kill you with laps and intervals and tough drills from hell.  After Thunda’s Off Skates training.  I literally did almost puke.  I sat out twice.  I felt like a total baby.  My entire back was on fire.  It was probably because when she showed up I yelled at her for wearing shorts in the snow/cold weather.

Thunda Off Skates was Thunda Off Skates.  But I was expecting it.  So it wasn’t as awful.  I said about 40 minutes in that I might have to sit out for Speed Skating, I hurt so bad.  But then Alice said it wouldn’t be hard.  Lies.  We lifted Thunda’s sandbell over our heads and threw it as hard as we could into the floor.  That was gratifying.  “FUCK YOU EVERYTHING DIE FLOOR DIE!”  And we jogged a lot (death.)  And we sprinted, like running sprinted.  I hate running.  We did this in partners (mine was SheWho.)  I went first and started as if I were sprinting on my skates.  I was halfway across the room before I realized I’d even started, and then I almost fell over cuz I was going so fast.  And then I was all “yeah.  I’m fucking badass.”  Apparently I like sprinting.  (I like to do it at Spin Class, too. Even though it’s hard/hurts, I like to do it…)

Spin Class–funny.  Friday mornings are Kim Spin.  But when school’s out, she often has Bill sub.  I can only go when school’s out, so I went yesterday (no kids yesterday, didn’t have to be there til 8, and could be dripping sweat–I was, too.)  Bill was in there when I arrived all “you’re a glutton for these early morning classes.” Um.  No.  I’m not.  I go once every 6-8 weeks when I have a day off.  That’s all.  But Kim was running the class.  He got his sub days mixed up.  Bwaaaaaahahahahahahahahahahha.  Yes.  And as Kim was getting class started, he stood there all pathetic and whiny and said things like “you know, I had three cups of coffee…”  What do you want, Bill?  A pity teach?  Go home or get on a bike.  Geeze.  Anyway, so class was good.  I sweat A LOT.  Either b/c  I was sweating chocolate or b/b I haven’t been in a while.  Anyway, I decided it was time to get some clip in shoes, but they are not “in season” or whatever so Sports Authority isn’t carrying them (lame.)  I bought some online:  They are sweet.  They should be here Tuesday.  Yay.  (And my research prior to ordering included a text conversation w/ Misto–did you know she Spins several times a week, too?)

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After Spin, on my way to work, I got a beautiful, orgasmically gratifying neck crack in.  Like C1-C… whatever the last one is.  C6?  Which was great.  Except I had my appointment with Dr. Borman scheduled, and since it cracked yesterday morning, it wouldn’t (and didn’t) when I saw him in the afternoon.  Couldn’t have happened three days ago.  Lame.  Anyway, got to my appointment and one of the first things he did was crack the upper part of my back.  When I get stressed, I get a huge knot in my right shoulder blade.  It was the size of a clementine for a while in like 2005.  It hasn’t been an issue lately, and wasn’t really yesterday, but it was definitely forming and that area was tight.  Anyway, he cracked that top part of my back and it was UH-MAZE-iNG.  OMG.  I was like “alright see you later.” Afterward because that was sooooo what I needed.  I stayed for the UltraSound massage, though.  And he fixed my elbow (it creaks when I do my pushups.)

Anyway, then, like a dumbass, I went to Off Skates/Speed Skates.  Oh well.  Oh, and Tim used all the Epsom Salt.  Boys!  Ugh!

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1912’s “Perfect Woman”

1912’s “Perfect Woman”

Isn’t it interesting how Body Image has changed over the years?  A society’s ideal body image illustrates the culture’s values.  For example, in 1912, preceding the first World War, a 5’7″ woman weighing 171lbs with a pear figure was considered ideal.  Oh–and blue eyes and “light” hair.  Food wasn’t as readily available in 1912 as it is today.  There were no potato chips or CocaCola or other high fat, sugary foods.  This woman, Elsie, was a model of health and opulence.  A strong, curvy woman in 1912 was harder to come by than a rail thin one in 1912.  

Enter 2012.  Potato Chips, Coca Cola, Easy Cheese, Chocolate, etc, etc, etc.  What’s easier to find?  A curvaceous 171lb woman or a rail thin 120lb one?  One has to work at thinness these days, which I think, is why it is valued in our society.  

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Going Big. Not Home.

Food: 1924

  • Stale Honey Nut Cheerios and 1% milk w/ Coffee and Creamer
  • Grapes, honeydew, pineapple, cantaloupe
  • Chicken and Swiss on Wheat w/ banana, apple, Fuze Slenderize
  • Quinoa with Garbanzo Beans, Flank Steak w/ A1

Exercise:

  • Short Reilly walk
  • Practice

Fitbit says I’m 400 calories over, so I’ll call it a win. 😉  I weighed in at 149.3 this morning, woot woot.  Pretty uneventful day.  It’s getting harder and harder to walk Reilly.  I like doing it and I don’t mind the cold, but… the dark.  Ick.

And the drive to practice.  OMG.  Usually if I leave at 4:45 I only hit a smidge of traffic on I-225 approaching Parker Road.  These days, I leave at 4:45, I hit traffic at Arapahoe & I-25 and sit in it until I pass Parker Road from 1-225.  Cat said she’s been taking E-470.  It already costs me about $6 to get to and from practice.  I’m not adding on another $3.  Ugh.

Ho J ran practice last night.  She did a great job.  She’s no Training Newbie, but in the past year I’ve never attended a Ho J practice.  She’s so sweet.  That’s all she wrote (for now.)

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Ok, now my motivation is slipping, too. Shoot.

Ugh.  Okay so yesterday I slipped up a bit.  I was in a funk all day (Negative Energy Cloud over my head Wile E Coyote style.)  When I got home, I really didn’t want to go to spin.  The beer nearly drank itself.  I walked Reilly, but since I was skipping spin, I should have walked her longer.  Only 6200 steps yesterday.  Yikes!  I should be hitting 10,000 steps daily.

Also, the Bleu Cheese Olives in the fridge.  They call to me.  I couldn’t resist, nor did I try.  I mentioned I miss cooking?  Last night instead of exercising, I cooked dinner.  Totally not fancy or worth bragging about, but I enjoyed it.  Maybe it’s okay to take two nights off a week so I can cook healthy meals those nights?  I can’t do both.  😦

Conversely…  I did do “Calisthenics” yesterday (heeeheee.  I love that word.  Almost as much as I love chartreuse.)  Push-ups, sit-ups, other ab work, curls, presses, etc.  (I listed it out on my daily post last night.)  So…  I’m actually not beating myself up about it.  It only took 30 mins or so, compared with the hour and a half ish I spend at Spin.  Plus, it gave my legs a day off.

Anyway, just wanted to point out that while I was ragging on everyone last week for being tired of TBT and slacking a bit, it’s time for you guys to point the finger back at me.  (But it was totally the olives and the beer’s fault. Not mine.  They were in my fridge! They can’t expect to hang out there and not be eaten.  Sheesh.)

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149.2 … !!!

Food: 2226/2936

Interesting.  When I went to bed it had me over on calories by like 200.  wtf.  I could have had… a bottle of wine last night!  (Literally. And a glass.)  I’m glad I did not forego the Salmon Snacklets I had before bed, though.

  • Frosted mini-wheats & 1% milk with Coffee & Creamer
  • Apple & Greek Yogurt w/ Granola and Fruit
  • Greek Yogurt Chicken Salad Sammie on wheat w/ Slenderize Fuze and a banana
  • Milk, Chicken & Colby Jack Panini, Yoplait Light Strawberry Cheesecake (so does not taste like the commercials make it look like it tastes…)
  • Triscuits w/ Reduced Fat Cream Cheese and Smoked Salmon

Exercise:

  • Calisthenics (what Fitbit calls “pushups” and “situps” etc.)
  • Short Reilly Walk
  • Spin Class

Crazy.  Avoided giant Chocolate Football cake (with cream filling) yesterday at lunch.  Bonus, cuz I could have eaten it!  Wtf.  So I ate well, and did some pushups, situps, planks, tricep raises, etc. in the back storage room of the library between 3:00pm and 4:00pm…  *blinks.*  Tim mentioned wanting me to skip Spin last night.  I didn’t want to.  I’ve done way too much leg work this week (Practice Sun, Practice Mon, Spin Tues, Practice Wed, Spin Thurs) but I skipped last Saturday… and I want a good, well-deserved, no-guilt cheat day today.  So I told him that, and he was fine with it.  So all those “Calisthenics” were for nothing.  Though I will say my abs kill this morning.  Ugh.  Bijou abs and Michelle Obama arms.  Things to work for.

Interesting tidbit about Spin Class: you keep your abs tight, right?  Well.  The past two classes, they’ve been tight enough that I could feel my bowels moving.  Literally.  I actually thought I might shit myself Tuesday.  Not really–I mean, I’d have gotten off the bike and run to the restroom, but.  I really thought I was gonna need to poo cuz I could feel the plumbing doing its thing.

What else?  So, after Spin Class (which was hard and sprint-y yesterday), I wasn’t super hungry, but I figured I should eat something.  (I’d eaten a meal prior to spin.)  I only had like 200 calories left to eat.  So, I had water with Triscuits and Cream Cheese and Smoked Salmon.  Heaven in my mouth.  Soooo good.  Both Reilly (the dog) and Paris (the cat) were begging.  That put me like 200 calories over.  Which was sad b/c I’d worked so hard to stay under yesterday.  And I’d logged my “Calisthenics,” etc on Fitbit.  So I went to bed sad.

Then I woke up, and decided on a pre-poo weigh in.  (I haven’t been able to poo in the mornings lately.  Sad face.  And I didn’t poo after Spin Class, despite being able to feel things… ah… working themselves out.)  Anyway: 149.2  Yay.  Exciting.  That makes 4.5 lbs lost this month.

An aside about Fitbit:

I’m a little annoyed that it changes what my caloric intake should be like that.  50 calories here or there: ok.  But it literally gave me an additional thousand-ish calories after I went to bed.  And it had logged all of my activities and everything.  I don’t get it.  They have great customer service, so I’m sure I could email and ask and they would explain, but I don’t wanna.  It’s happened the other way, too, where I went to bed thinking I was fine and woke up to discover I was a couple hundo over.  Ugh.

In other news–it has me (had me?) on a 500 calorie a day defecit, to make my goal by… well… today?  I don’t remember.  Now that I’ve hit below 150… I don’t know what it is doing.  (Maybe that’s where the extra calories came from? Maybe when I weighed in this morning that changed things?  It shouldn’t have…)  Anyway.  Bleh.

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I’m gonna need a real cheat day soon. Like, a stuff my face and get wasted cheat day.

Food: 2054/1801

  • Jimmy Dean Honey Wheat Canadian Bacon Egg White sammie, coffee, creamer
  • apple, banana
  • Greek Yogurt Chicken Salad Sandwich on wheat, VitaRain Sport, Yoplait Greek w/ Fruit and Granola
  • Triscuits.  Salad w/ Greek Yogurt & Red Wine Vinegar dressing
  • Chicken Salad Sammie on Sourdough, Red Wine, 1% milk

Exercise:

  • Reilly Walk
  • Leslie Spin of Death

Damn it.  I’m really bummed.  I forgot to log that fruit/yogurt yesterday during the day, so I thought I was under on calories and I drank my wine like a victory toast.  Savored every last drop.  Turns out it put me over.  Grrr.  And those triscuits.  I got home from school and ate a salad–which I managed to use my own advice to dress (I blended Red Wine Vinegar w/ Greek Yogurt–not super creative, but I was huuungry.)  But then I wanted to jam on some Doritos.  Like.  Real bad.  And Tim has had the pantry stocked with Doritos for months and I have eaten none.  None, I say!!!  So I ate a few triscuits.  So not the same, but it sort of satisfied the urge.  Still–freaking 160 calories for 6 crac–aawwww CRAP.  Fitbit only logged one triscuit.  Who eats one triscuit?  Argh.  Now I’m even more over.  😥  Shouldn’t have had the wine or the milk.  Ugh.  Anyway.  Triscuits.  Not quite Doritos.  And six, not quite stuffing my face.  I realize I had an enjoyable cheese cheat date last week, but… Ima need a junk food one soon, too.  Blergh.

Spin Class.  I’ve become a Leslie stalker.  I’ve gone to her every class since the first one I attended a few weeks ago.  Yesterday, just like Die said they would  be, my right hamstring was pretty tight. Same one where the knee/groin/hip has been bothering me.  Spinning was a ‘lil tough yesterday.  And–it was all climbing/lots of weight on the wheel–no sprinting.  Basically the class of death.  Death, I say!!!  😉 It was awesome.  I did it all.  And I sweat like a pig the whole time.  And when it was over, I had that Jello-feeling Sunny mentioned for a brief moment (I think I only noticed b/c Sunny mentioned it the other day) and it was Bliss.  🙂  So glad I went.  Oh–also–super hottie totally sat right next to me.  And before class I happened to be texting Blew, so of course I text her about that (he was totally her type–big.  Ripped. “Corn-fed.”)  And then I had this shit-eating grin on my face and was giggling like a child and Leslie said “something you’re happy about, Linds?” Uhhh… nope.  :D:D 😀  Anyway, it was amusing.  Oh–and I totally bike kicked his ass.  Haha.  (As I dripped sweat all over my bike and myself.)  Being married definitely has its perks.  Handsome boy sits next to me when I’m all sweaty and smelly?  I don’t give a shit.  I’m not trying to impress anybody.  It’s great.

Lastly–my hips were a popping all night last night again.  😦  They did not on Monday, I thought b/c of Die’s class.  Now I’m wondering if it had to do w/ my pillow/sleeping situation.  I am allowed two pillows.  One for my head, and one to hug and smother and lay on top of. (But in the summer Tim tries to make me lose that one, too.)  I’d really like a third to nestle along my backside, but Tim says no.  😦  Well, Monday, I came home to a third pillow and just left it there…  So I was more on my back with the pillow under me, and my huggle snuggle pillow on top of me, with my head pillow under my head.  (If I were cool like Quentin, I’d draw a diagram, but this, alas, is not Chickpeas and Hulahoops.)

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Blah, blah, blah, ‘n stuff.

I just feel like blah blah blah-ing.

First–girl stuff.  So my period sorta restarted about 12 hours after it stopped.  Can’t say whether that’s normal or not, since I usually rock the tampax and have been sporting a leftover kotex (read: pad) this go.  It’s usually very light like that.  Weighed in at 150.2 and 18.9% body fat this morning.  Holy shit.  I can’t believe it.  We’ll see if it stays there… this is likely the post period de-bloat, so it will.  We’ll see.  I haven’t been exercising/eating as well the past few days

Second–my hips.  They’re bad.  They pippity pop in and out of place.  Which is bad.  My right hip especially.  And my right knee is bothering me, too.  And my right groin.  The same muscle is what’s tight at my knee… (what’s a knee-groin called?)  I’m wondering if the knee/groin stuff is related to the hip displacement.  😦  I need to see Dr. Borman, just when, you know?  Busy busy busy.  Ugh.

Third–holy eff have I been a bitch today.  I bitched up a storm on every thread and it’s mom on the forum today.  More than one person thinks my comments are directed at them.  I think I’ve got that all under control, but I sort of feel bad. Then again, I didn’t say anything in haste and I didn’t say anything that I don’t sincerely mean.  So.  I just don’t know.  Sometimes you have to point out the obvious, right?  Sometimes you have to be the devil’s advocate, the bad guy.      I just did it a lot today.  😦

What else?  Oh.  Scrimmage today.  Oi.  Six of us.  😦  We did drills and stuff and made the best of it.  But I’m worried what the next few weeks hold in store for us.  It feels like we’re falling apart and all we do is bitch about it while nothing gets better.  Sometimes, I worry that I’m the problem. I hope somebody would point that out if it were the case.

… I think that’s all for now.  Oh–wait.  Psycho.  I managed to piss off Psycho Babble today as well.  Oi.

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