Sunday, April 13, 2014
And the careless behavior that caused me to need it.
Some years ago in a moment of vanity I bought a “body shaper.” My mother (and Betty White) would have called it a girdle. It was advertised as taking inches off your waist and hips and had several testimonials to go along with it.
No matter how I adjusted that tape measure, the difference for me was less than 1 inch total, a result not noticeable at all, and to me not worth the discomfort. Coming of age in the 60s, the less confining the underwear, the better. So the shaper lay unused in the bottom of a drawer.
On Friday I spent several hours on the computer, not relaxed in my comfortable, back supported position, but in an angry, agitated posture.
I had read a letter in the newspaper of my parents’ hometown which in a condescending, vitriolic diatribe put down runners in general and marathoners in particular. He hit every fat shaming, speed shaming stereotype you could imagine and even included a few racist remarks.
The end result was my own letter to the editor so that such an attitude would not go unchallenged.
However, when I finally got up, my back and diaphragm were in a spasm. Ouch! This continued all day and resisted all my efforts to relieve it. I have a history of weird injuries that have nothing to do with running or athletic activity. (Like the time I tripped over a step while checking out the dessert table at a buffet)
I was very disappointed by this turn of events since I was scheduled to run a 5K the next morning. One month past my half marathon, I was curious to see how well this nearly 67 year old body had recovered.
Then I remembered the body shaper. It provided support all the way up to my bra and made me feel much better. So I wore it in the race and my muscles felt just fine. I maintained a comfortable steady pace of 10:15 min/mile and my 31:45 time earned a 1st place age group trophy. That meant I was faster than 1 other 65-69 year old and any others sitting home on their couch.
I’ve always said that there are valid reasons to lose weight that have nothing to do with vanity.
Now I’ve discovered an alternate reason for a body shaper and I’ll keep it handy, just in case.
Saturday, April 05, 2014
8 years since my last half marathon and I’m still smiling.
Mile 12 and I want to finish happy.
I carry my own water (and cough drops, darn allergies)
25 years after running my first step, I’m running because I can.
As you can see from my last profile photo,
I always race in red and black.
That’s so DH can find me.
He once took a picture of the wrong woman finishing a 5K.
Tuesday, April 01, 2014
I was halfway through the box of wheat thins when I realized that something was wrong. I wasn’t unhappy or upset. This wasn’t emotional eating. I just really liked the flavor of these crackers. I kept reaching for one handful after another.
This wasn’t the first box I attacked. They were “on sale” and DH can’t resist a SALE to stock up.
Some of you know that I live with the “Junk Food King” who keeps the “other woman” (Little Debbie) in our house all the time. I’ve learned to ignore her, but there was something about these crackers.
I've been hanging out at the very top of my goal range for a while now.
I’m training for a half marathon. I need the extra carbs.
I finished the HM. I must replace the glycogen stores.
The extra distance pushed my body into retaining more water.
And so on.
NO, that’s not it. I'm eating too much - AGAIN.
Then I read this blog from Kanoe10
“Giving Mr/Ms Creep the Boot”
It was just what I needed to read. I’m not alone and like my spark friend, I’m going to turn this around.
My data loving brain computed that diving into those crackers dumped 700 extra calories into my body without much actual nutrition. Still, that would only result in a few ounces of weight gain. The danger would be continuing the trend.
A trip to the supermarket provided some healthy alternatives.
I am capable of eating enormous quantities of food, including healthy food, but even I couldn’t eat 700 calories worth of grapes, or carrots, even if I did dip the carrots in salsa.
It’s a good thing that I have sparkpeople and my scale to keep me honest and accountable.
Friday, March 28, 2014
I admire those who go “cold turkey” – no sugar, no caffeine, no TV etc.
I just was never very good at all or nothing.
Still, I want to improve myself in all areas.
Check out this teaspoon.
Once it held a heaping helping of sugar for my morning coffee (along with a few drops of milk). I’ve started each day with coffee for about 50 years, but could never drink it black. However, when I gradually reduced the amount of sugar, I never noticed the difference. I plan to keep reducing the amount too.
I eat a lot of yogurt (organic), but could never adjust to the “plain” variety. French Vanilla was my flavor of choice. Even with adding fruit, I could not eat the plain stuff. So I began mixing the two. One tablespoon of plain to five of French vanilla. That was about a year ago. Now the ratio is reversed. One French vanilla to 5 plain. That’s cut the sugar content almost in half and I haven’t noticed it.
This also worked for exercise.
When I decided to run, I started with 30 SECOND intervals followed by 4:30 walking. Adding 15 SECONDS to the running interval each WEEK, it took me 6 months to run a 5K. That’s way slower than any couch to 5K program I’ve ever seen. Still, I never got injured, or quit and I’m still “in the race” over 25 years later.
That took 11 months to get rid of the 25 extra pounds I carried for 25 years. No speed awards there, but it gave my body time to adjust and after 4 years of maintenance, it is very happy not to have to drag those extra pounds around.
In my early days on SP I posted 5 minutes of hand weights. That got a negative reaction from a person who told me quite strongly that my effort was “USELESS.” If I didn’t have experience with gradualism, I might have been discouraged. I knew that I could and would improve if I just approached it gradually. And I have! 30 minutes is no problem and longer with lighter weights. I just don’t post it much anymore. “HE” or someone like him might still be out there.
Well, I do track my strength training when I want to record extra fitness minutes. I like those virtual trophies too.
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