Showing posts with label health. Show all posts
Showing posts with label health. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 19, 2013

Grace

Well, here I am again. They - you know, the blogging professionals - say you shouldn't apologize for blogging absences, but I just cannot help it. It feels as though I've cut my friends out of my life for a few months, and that I've let my future self down by leaving bits of my history unrecorded. Although, let's face it, I'm not exactly making biography-worthy history over here.

That said, let me present my excuse. No wait, let me preface my excuse.

Remember me doing Tough Mudder last December and getting these souvenirs?


Then I started 2013 by losing some weight. The doctors managed to put it all back on me that same day.


A few months later I left Florida. You might think I moved for health reasons considering the above. But no. We moved for Ben's job and to prove it I went and did this in October.


That, my friends, is the third knee brace I was prescribed after I fell while running and broke my patella.

The doctors tells me a horizontal break in one's knee cap is rare. It apparently happens so infrequently the ER doctor confidently told me I hadn't broke it; there was no way I could break it; not by just falling. Then he looked at my x-ray and declared I had fallen really hard. How did he know this? He felt the clear fracture shown on my x-ray offered excellent proof.

It has been several weeks and I'm doing very well so don't worry. Earlier, Ben bought me a nifty antique cane which was pretty boss. I'm now walking on my own and can can bend my knee 90 degrees.

There you have it. Do you think this knee deal is related to me breaking that mirror in January? I'm not sure I can survive six more years of this particular brand of bad luck.

Monday, February 25, 2013

I Quit (sort of).

Two weeks ago I began the 21 Day Sugar Detox. That's right; I signed up to go without sugar for three weeks. On purpose.

I've known for awhile that my relationship with sweets had become a needy one. If I was awake I wanted sugar. Even my healthy snacks tend to be pretty high in natural sweeteners: raisins, berries, bananas, etc. We can't even have cookies in the house. Like a good, health conscious mom, I'd pack Emily once serving size of cookies in her lunch. By the time she got home from school the remaining cookies would be gone.

Old-Fashioned Peanut-Butter Cookies from Real Simple


More and more, I'm hearing how sugar is as addictive as a drug, and Americans are consuming toxic levels of sugar annually. I started to worry I had lost my ability to appreciate the natural taste of food. After a suggestion from a good friend I took the plunge - I dropped $21.00 on the 21 Day Sugar Detox and its four supplementary guides, plus a daily e-mail.


The detox promoted its many benefits - higher and more even energy levels,  better sleep, clearer skin, less bloating, and, of course, freedom from craving carbs and sugar.

At first, it went pretty well. Not least because I could still have my coffee. The guide includes "eat" and "don't eat" lists, meal suggestions, and recipes. I must have spent an hour planning my menu for the week followed by Ben and Emily's menu. I had in no way expected they would join me in this crazy dietary experiment, so they only ate about a third of the same meals I ate.

My baked Parmesan tomatoes based on a recipe from Eating Well
Those tomatoes, alongside a nice rib-eye and some broccoli made for a delicious dinner. However, at the end of my first week, I'd had about 10 egg-based dishes. I'm not a huge fan of eggs. So my mood about this deal was quickly souring. Week two started with another long session of menu planning. Still, if I thought I was sinking a lot of time into this detox it was nothing compared to the amount of money going into this thing. By day 11, I was done.

via MB Art Studios
Most of the food, especially the snacks, were either not tasty or I'd eaten so often they'd lost their appeal. I did not have more energy. In fact, if I did not eat every hour my energy level sunk until I felt as though I was moving through pudding. My sleep did not noticeably improve. Finally, every meal and most snacks had to be prepared from scratch so I spent hours each day making food.

A lot of people seem to really like this detox, though. That probably makes me weird, but I'm going to put myself in the "limited edition" category instead. I was actually able to find a few positive aspects.

Things I liked:

The daily e-mails often alleviated some of my fears about failing (my limited ability to buy organic, grass fed, etc.) and offered tips to get me through feeling yucky.

The Facebook community is pretty stellar. 21DSD personnel and other detox participants are usually prompt in answering any questions you may post.

There is a huge amount of support for people who "slip up" during their 21 days. Perfectionism is not a primary goal, which alleviates some of the pressure that comes with making so many big changes.

"Lines " from Important Things With Demetri Martin. Season 2 Episode 7 via A Delicate Point of View

Things I didn't like:

So. Many. Typos. Mistakes in the e-book/manual, typos in the e-mails, poor grammar in the blog posts. It was off-putting from the start.

The links in the manual went to articles and videos six years old! Surely there is more contemporary science out there to support this detox. Also, is it all that hard to update links in an e-book?

Also, some of the answers to my Facebook questions were unhelpful at best. I described some of my issues and received this answer:

"When you think about your food budget consider home meals and restaurant meals. I usually freak out when I see the grocery bill for weeks I plan to eat at home everyday, but I save money going out."
For a plan that emphasizes plain, natural, and raw foods it seems counter-intuitive to turn my meals over to a restaurant. Also, are these people not feeding a family? I can't just say to Ben and Emily "Mommy's going out to eat so you're on your own  for dinner. Peace out!"


As I said, a lot of people seem to like and have benefited from completing the 21 Day Sugar Detox. You might be someone who finds this sort of cleanse a perfect start to achieving your health goals. To you, I offer these tips:


Prepare early! This gets said a lot, but nobody really tells you how to prepare. I chose a start date three days after I purchased the e-book, bought some food stuffs, and called it good. I was wrong. If I ever do something similar I would buy the book and plan to start at least a month later. Then I'd read the manual and all the supplements while simultaneously adding one or two the required food items into my weekly grocery purchases. I might also try a few of the recipes. I think that type of preparation would have spread out the monetary cost, and allowed me to make my meals a little faster once I finally started.

Step away from the TV. When I watch TV I have some sort of Pavlovian response telling me I'm hungry. I am oddly unable to enjoy a show without that hand-to-mouth motion. If you're the same way I suggest you cut your tube time, and, if you want a snack, take only one serving of food to the couch with you.

Don't go it alone. Try as they might, the 21 DSD community cannot give you personalized, in depth nutrition advice.  They don't know me from the thousands of other posters. My lifestyle, habits, weight, height, etc. are all factors in my detox experience and should be taken into account when I need input about my progress. If you can, discuss this detox with your doctor or a nutritionist. Check in with him regularly, and expect that any questions you have will be answered based on your personal health history. You may also find a live group helpful; something more intimate than, you know, the world wide web.

And there you have my dietary experiment. Let me know if you do something similar and how it goes, k?

Wednesday, December 12, 2012

Day 10 - Allllllmost better

As it turns out, I wasn't just under the weather; I was in the beginning stages of pneumonia. I didn't even know pneumonia had stages.The lesson here is

Go to the doctor after day three!

But don't worry. I'm now on medicine and in the beginning stages of recovery. Just in time to help my now-sick husband get better.

We're napping a lot around here, so today I offer you series of tips from napping experts.

via 9GAG

As the first commenter at 9GAG said, "Cats take the shape of their container, that's a law of physics."

True story.

Monday, December 10, 2012

Soft, Snuggly, Sleepy Spaces

Internet, this is day eight of me being sick. Poor Ben has it now too which means Emily has been stuck in a house of sick people for over a week.  Do you know what it is like to be a vivacious eight-year-old trapped in the land of sniffles and naps?  Boring, that's what. Poor kid.

Then there's poor me.  While I want to be making holiday gifts, wrapping presents, and being generally merry, I can only muster enough energy to accomplish about an hour of productive work each day. The rest of the time I want to sleep. Sleeeeep. So I found for you, some photos of lovely spaces here I'd gladly rest my weary, stuffed up head.

In the fresh air and dappled sunlight
via Pinterest

In a warm bubble bath
via Pinterest

Upon velvet in a dream-worthy hue
Portobello Chair and 1/2 by Rachel Ashwell

Among rose petals
via Londonrose

While dreaming gypsy dreams
via we <3 it

And, of course, between the cool white sheets of a sweetly chic bed
via Brunch at Saks

Sweet dreams...

Friday, December 7, 2012

Day 5, still sick

Disney taught me the best way to express sadness is to throw yourself on the nearest object and sob.

crying princesses
via The Disney Princess tumblr

I'm too exhausted to throw myself on anything and sob so I'll just sit listlessly in various places about the house.

Getting well is exhausting.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

A case of (and a cure for) the yuck

You guys, I am so sick.  It's been a while since I've come down with something truly nasty, and I'm having a hard time remembering how to take a sick day. Hopefully it'll be a while before I'm this under the weather again, so I'm making myself a sick-day guide.

First, and several times thereafter, pour yourself a cup o' tea

cuppa
iStock via Recipe.com

Second, find yourself a cozy spot...

tumblr via Inspired Design

...and curl up with a tasty read.

The Historian
my current book, The Historian

Don't forget to fuel your body's recovery systems. 

soup
Egg Drop soup via the Kitchn

  When you have a full tummy there's nothing better than a nap.

Brunschwig & Fils via Patricia Gray

If you feel a bit achy, have a soak.

bath
Via Rue, issue 3

And throw in a bit of this magic stuff.

epsom salt
Epsom salt and it's many uses via eHow mom

Snuggle up in something warm...

Blanket
Ruffle Rose Throw via Angella Eisman Design
  
...while you enjoy that documentary you've been meaning to get to.

Dive
Dive! the film
  
And remember, laughter is the best medicine.

via we <3 it
 

Monday, October 22, 2012

Savage

This past weekend I became a savage.

And you?

Also, see that blue ramp around the 52 second mark?  Yeah, I NAILED IT. On my first try.

Awesome sauce.

Monday, April 23, 2012

Mud Crusade, Conquered!

I am bruised, battered, and sore but oh so happy.  You guys, I killed the Mud Crusade. Killed. It. Not only did I run the entire 5K, I completed every single obstacle.  Let me say that again.

I attempted and COMPLETED all 19 obstacles. 

The high point for me was definitely the monkey bars - ahem - the "Herculean Crossbars." My sweet Emily took me to her playground several weeks ago to train me in getting a good start and on how to swing my legs to get better momentum. When I finished those bars without falling I was ready to rule the world. What a feeling!

I totally understand how this woman feels! Photo via Dade City News Facebook page.

In the weeks leading up to the race I was most nervous about climbing up and over the cargo net, but it was a pretty minor obstacle when all was said and done.

Cargo Climb obstacle. Photo by Lix Shimak-Taylor

I actually had the most trouble with the huge water slide.  Apparently, fast descents freak me out. I did it, though, with little hesitation.  In the future I have to remember to close my mouth and my eyes, and blow out through my nose during the splashdown. Today I am still blowing a  copious amount of mud out of my nose.

See, she knew to at least turn her head. Photo by Liz Shimak-Taylor.

I don't have my official completion time yet, but I know Ben and I finished in under 40 minutes.* That's six minutes under my last training time. Even more important was all the laughing we did as we ran. Ben went to town, jumping in every possible puddle pre-, during, and post-race. He flew over walls and rolled down hills. It was awesome.

In front of the hay bale barrier and smiling post-race.
Feet and shoes post run.




And, come on, you can't tell me this isn't the most beautiful I've ever looked!



Look at that smile! See, fit is beautiful.

* Edited to add that per the official time keeper our final time was 39:17 which means we ran one mile ever 12 minutes, 44 seconds. We also placed 926 and 927 out of 1987 runners. Hello! That means we finished in the top half. Holla!


Here are links to a couple of videos of the course we ran. How cool are head cameras?
Video from Roberto
Video from Team Mudder

Monday, April 16, 2012

The Final Week (of my first challenge)

This is it, my darlings; in six and a half short days I will run the Mud Crusade.

via Mud Crusade Facebook Page
On Saturday I ran my very last Couch to 5K training run. I'd like to tell you I killed those three miles, but I didn't.  To be honest, these longer runs the past two weeks have been much harder than the ones from the previous seven weeks.  My body feels very heavy, the time feels a lot longer than it actually is, and I can't seem to zone out like I was just a few weeks ago.  Is that weird?  Probably not. The important this is:


I have run every run to the best of my ability and that is pretty damn awesome.

By the transitive property of awesomeness, that makes me pretty damn awesome. I might reward myself with a tiara.

If that wasn't enough, I am also positive my strength has increased.  This weekend, while gardening, I managed to carry -not lug, carry, a hefty bag of sand. I also managed to lift all 60+ pounds of my Emily high enough for her to wash the car windshield.  And it was easy!

Dear Emily,
Women can should be strong inside and out.  It means they are able to support their babies in every possible way. I'll keep working at it if you will.

Love, Mommy

It's true the journey has occasionally sucked these last nine weeks. But the strength I have found in myself has both surprised me and made me so very happy. What's more, I think the strength I have found inside is visible on my outside. Again with the awesome.

How are your journeys going and what have you discovered?


Monday, April 2, 2012

For every girl, a garter

Yesterday, I pushed through one of the hardest workouts I've done yet. Running, jumping, weights, situps - I'm lucky I can even feel my lower body today.  I take that back; I'm so sore numb is looking pretty good.

Yeah, sometimes the road to strength is a painful one. So far, though, it's been worth it; not least because work-out bloopers make for awesome party chit-chat.

Imagine to talk we could stir up when I wear a garter to run the Mud Crusade later this month! I'm hoping to make an impact, but I need your help. Three of my lovely readers each submitted a phrase she feels captures her pursuit of her truest self.

From Vienne: Resilience
From Carol:        Shine
From Tiffany: Ever Hopeful, Ever Strong


Now is your chance to weigh in!

In the comments below, tell me which phrase you think I should have embroidered on my Mud Crusade garter OR submit a write-in vote. I'd also love to hear the reason behind your choice.

Next Monday I'll announce the winning adage AND the commenter that will receive her own garter.


What are you waiting for? Get your vote on! Contest is now closed.

Friday, March 30, 2012

Smarter, Faster, Stronger


It is Friday! Yea! But you probably already knew that. But did you know I am turning into a super hero?  True story. I'm working on becoming smarter, faster, and stronger.

Smarter

 Today, at Scoutie Girl, it is time to "get smart," but not in a Nick at Night kind of way. Granted, if anyone could rock a shoe phone, it'd be me. For now, I'll start with a smart phone.  Please stop by my Tooling Around post to share your experiences with mobile technology.

Faster

As of 9:00 this morning I finished week seven of my Couch to5K training program.  That means the last four times I ran I covered two and a half miles in 25 minutes. Please allow me to shout that at you.

I RAN TWO AND A HALF MILES IN 25 MINUTES

Each time I run it takes me less time to fall into a good rhythm, less time to cover more distance, and less time to recover when I'm done. It. Feels. Amazing.

Stronger

I totally conquered the monkey bars this week and I have the battle wounds to prove it - one for each hand!


Okay, maybe that doesn't prove it, but I know I finally made it all the way across the playground monkey bars and that's what's really important. I am getting stronger. Unfortunately, the monkey bars in Emily's schoolyard are only10 bars long but this is a photo of the Tough Mudder monkey bars:

from the Tough Mudder Facebook page.
I'm still pretty sure I'll have no problem with these by December.  Because I'm awesome.

I'm getting smarter, faster, and stronger because it is good for me and it makes me better for you.  Don't forget, I want to know the ways in which you have made yourself better and the things you still hope to accomplish.  (You could win a custom garter and you'll definitely find a support system here).

We're changing the world, you and me. 



Friday, March 23, 2012

Change your thinking

I had planned a completely different post for Monday, but, apparently, the post had plans of its own.  No matter; I spoke from my heart -

I want to help women learn more about themselves, feel more like themselves, and be more like themselves.


 To do that, I design-one-of-a-kind garters (and a few hair accessories), like these:



Fun, right?

But it isn't enough.  Changing the way you perceive yourself is a process.  It is different for everyone so I can't just give you a five step program and call it good.

What I can do is invite you to take part in my growth and offer to be a part of yours. How?

I am so glad you asked because I have a proposition and a give away for you!

Remember when I told you I was training for a 10+ mile obstacle course? I'm still going strong and it has made me really happy.  Every time I run I feel so proud of myself and when I do strength training, well, I actually feel like I might die, but once I stop wanting to vomit I feel pretty fantastic.

But a funny thing has happened. Six weeks in to this whole deal my body hasn't changed noticeably and it doesn't really bother me! My stomach isn't any flatter, my thighs still jiggle when I run, and my butt is neither higher nor tighter. But I'm still happy to go out there three to five times a week and run, lift, stretch, and sweat for at least half an hour.

I think it has to do with a shift in my thinking because I never stuck with a workout program when I was just in it for the "hot body. "

  • Now that I have a goal it is so much easier to do the things I know will help me reach that goal. 
  • Because I use the Couch to 5K podcasts I don't have to think about how long I've been running. I can just zone out and I naturally keep pace with the music.  It's really really nice to let my brain just wonder where it will.
  •  And then there's the sweat issue.  Sweating is gross so I usually try to avoid it, but now I look at it as a chance to clear my body of toxins.  Heck, I might even get a better complexion out of it!
Don't worry, I am not about to tell you to start training for an athletic event, magically solving all your problems.  Instead, I want you to be part of my big event.

I want to run on your behalf.

 

Yeah, you.  The you who is weak from cancer treatment. You over there who finds herself bullied because of office politics even though you are a grown up.  You, sweetie, the one who found the strength to get out of an abusive relationship and continues to get out of bed each day.  And you, yes you, that lady who exercises four hours and eats only 800 calories a day because you'd rather die slowly than put on an ounce. I want to do this thing for you.

On April 22, I'm going to put my training to the test at the Mud Crusade where I'll complete a three-mile obstacle course. In the mud.It should be fun and terrifying. Like Disney World.

from the Mud Crusade page on Facebook

I plan to make and wear a special garter during this grueling delightful experience.  My friend, Alison, has agreed to help me with embroidering a logo. This is where you come in.

I want you to help me come up with a word or phrase that describes each of our journeys.


It needs to be something that describes the woman you are or hope to be such as "ferocious" or "saucy," even "demure." You could offer a change you want to see "equality" or "feminine = strong."

My hope is to have people ask about the garter so I can tell them that I wear it because I represent you (mother of two premature babies who diligently fund raises so other moms don't have to go through all you did).

Leave your suggestion in the comments. Make sure you also leave a way for me to get in touch with you.

In a week, I'll have you vote on the top three.  Then, we'll vote again to pick a winner. Once we know the winning phrase I'll have the ever talented and vivacious Alison embroider it onto some fantastic fabric and I'll make two garters.  One for me and one to give away.

So let's hear what you've got!

Monday, February 13, 2012

Every day I'm shuffling

I titled my post and then had to stop and dance to the Party Rock Anthem 'cuz that's how I roll. Apparently.

So many things going on in my life right now I hardly know where to start! First, and most importantly, I got my husband back last week!  Em and I did just fine while he was away, but I swear everything is so much better now that's he's home with us again. I love that guy.

Upon his return, Ben helped me jump start my training program for the 10 + mile obstacle course I am running in December. Yeah, you just read that on my blog.

Late last year my friend, Angela, asked if I'd run the Tough Mudder with her in 2012. I agreed thinking it was just a goofy little relay-type thing. Word to the wise: ALWAYS SAY MAYBE UNTIL YOU KNOW WHAT'S BE PROPOSED! For instance, I'm not sure I would have ever agreed to this:

Tough Mudder events are hardcore 10-12 mile obstacle courses designed by British Special Forces to test your all around strength, stamina, mental grit, and camaraderie...To get through mud, fire, ice-water, and 10,000 volts of electricity you’ll need teammates to pick you up when your spirits dip. To get over 12 foot walls and through underground mud tunnels, you’ll need teammates to give you a boost and a push...(from http://toughmudder.com/about/, emphasis added).

Yeah.

I am a little scared - hold the little- but I'm actually really happy I decided to do this.  I think everyone wants to get into better shape, but that's a pretty vague goal.  On the other hand, I plan to get into shape for this:

 

Now, that's a pretty concrete goal.

This past week Ben has helped me concentrate on strength training with some Crossfit-inspired workouts. This week he returned to his usual work schedule taking his motivating influence with him. Bummer.  Since I'm sort of on my own, I've decided to commit to the Couch to 5K plan.
In theory my neighbor, Christine, and the Angela that got me into all this mess will both train with me. I'm hoping I can recruit you guys too. I'm not asking much - just some encouraging words every now and then.

However, I'm pretty sure all this training is going to give me some rocking thighs so if you're looking to tone up for general garter-wearing purposes you might try to play along.  Just a thought.

Now wish me luck!