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Progress, of a Sort

Monday, April 23rd, 2012

Now that the technical difficulties with the home network are…well, worked around, if not resolved, I am finally able to get back on line.


I have been working out semi-regularly (a little more semi than I’d like, but it’s not an ideal world) and I am seeing results. I keep having to add weights to my resistance workouts. My cardio workouts are definitely getting easier. I have actually maxed out an elliptical machine (resistance AND incline simultaneously at maximum settings). My biceps have developed to the point where there are clothes I can’t fit into because the sleeves are too tight. I felt amazingly strong in yoga class yesterday.

My weight, however, remains steady as a rock. To which I say “meh”. Muscle weighs more than fat, so I will consider it a fair trade. Eventually, things will sort themselves out. In the mean time, I am going to keep doing what I’m doing. It’s good enough for now.



January Results

Friday, January 27th, 2012

So, I’ve been serious about the nutrition and the gym for about four weeks and that means it’s time to check in.

Results so far…
1. My fingernails are a lot stronger and have stopped splitting.
2. My original resistance workout is way too easy.
3. Down one size in jeans. By way of full disclosure, the previous size has been loose for some time, but the new size was still too small. Not anymore!

How Many Calories Does That Burn?

Monday, January 9th, 2012

On Sunday, Spouse made a comment on being second-day sore from resistance workout with his trainer, Jennifer, and how he’s doing this partly because he knows it’s the right thing to do, but mostly because he loves me (I still squee in my mind every time I hear that).

I replied that he looked like he’d rather be off slaying dragons or Grail-questing than see Jennifer again. He thought about it briefly and agreed that was indeed the case.

I allowed as how Grail-questing was probably mostly cardio, but if he’s dragon-slaying in full armor then I would count it as a resistance workout…probably for both parties.

Today’s Juice – Orangeless Yet Orange

Monday, January 9th, 2012

Six increasingly small apricots
Three largish tomatoes
Two Minneolas
One lemon (peeled)
Three small carrots
One mango
One yellow bell pepper

I think this juice had one of the best sweet-savory balances I have yet managed.

Commited, Not Resolved

Saturday, January 7th, 2012

About six weeks ago, Spouse and I watched Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead*. I won’t give much away, but it does involve an overweight Australian and his juicer on a road trip across the U.S. Personally, I found it inspired me to get myself back to the gym, as I have allowed my weight to slowly creep up to about thirty pounds more than I find comfortable. I had been doing cardio on the spinning bike three times a week for thirty minutes, mainly for the endorphins. But I felt like it was time to do more.

Then, I changed jobs the Monday before Thanksgiving and smoke-jumped into a very busy project. I still got to the gym for my mood-maintenance workouts and an occasional yoga class, but not much more.

Spouse decided he wanted to try a juice diet, although not a full on juice fast. I allowed as how I was willing to go along with it. The worst thing that happens is we get a lot of micronutrients, and I can live with that. Spouse has been a lot more committed to the juice-drinking than I have, mostly because it’s easiest to have it for breakfast and my stomach gets upset if I only have liquids first thing in the morning. But we’ve been doing mixed fruit and vegetable juice or smoothies daily**. Spouse is down about 15 pounds.

For $DECEMBER_HOLIDAY, Spouse got me (among other things) a heart-rate monitor, which has been a big help just in the two weeks I have used it. The spinning bikes (my favorite cardio) don’t have the built-in heart monitors. Also, it’ll be handy for yoga and water aerobics classes.

On December 31st, we both went in for an assessment, with a mind toward getting serious about shaping up. I got to the gym at oh-dark-early on Thursday and had a metabolic assessment done; I’m so far off from average height that I doubted (rightly, as it turned out) the accuracy of the age-based calculations for heart rate, resting metabolic rate, and so on. I have a new heart-rate based workout plan and will start seeing a trainer once a month. Also, I found out that I need to eat morethan I thought. A lot more. At a smidge under 5 feet tall, I expected to eat between 800 and 1000 calories a day to lose weight; 1200 at most. Not so, said the senior trainer who did my assessment. In order to avoid throwing my body into starvation mode, she recommended that I eat about 1500 calories a day on non-workout days and 1700 on workout days, to lose 1/2 to 3/4 pound per week. Oh, and by the way, more protein. I can do that. I can definitely do that. I don’t mind taking 45-60 weeks to lose the weight if I can eat like a real person all that time.

Yesterday, I decided to start a food journal. I have done so previously and discovered that sometimes, I don’t want to have to admit to eating something, even to myself. So I don’t eat it because I don’t want to have to write it down.

That brings us to today. I have my cardio workout all planned. Spouse is second-day sore from his first weight-training workout. He got out of bed this morning and said “ooohhhuuuurrrrr”. I said, ” I hear you say ‘ooohhhuuuurrrrr,’ but I hear that you mean ‘holy ratf*uck, Batman!!!'” He allowed as how that was fairly accurate. But he’s going back for more on Monday, and I admire his fortitude.

I don’t do New Year’s resolutions. And in my mind, this is just the next step in a process that started in August. The timing is coincidental…but perhaps fortuitous. It will make it convenient this time next year, to look back at our progress and see how we feel. Both of us have decided that the important thing is not a number on a scale or a BMI number***, but body-fat percentage (quantitative measure) and how we feel (qualitative measure).

I’ll keep you posted.

Wish us luck!

*Spouse always tells people that nobody actually dies in the film, which I feel compelled to convey to the Reading Public in the same.

**If you have a 20% off coupon from Bed Bath and Beyond (and who in North America doesn’t?) you can go into the store, order an item, use your coupon, and have it shipped directly to your house.

***The senior trainer told us that most of the trainers at our gym, who are obnoxiously fit, are obese class I or class II according to BMI calculations. All that extra muscle mass…


Sunday, December 9th, 2007

Yesterday morning, I tried the “latin fusion” cardio class at my gym. It’s an 8:30 AM class, which is kind of early for a Saturday, but I got myself pulled together and went anyway.

I’m really glad that I did, because it was a lot of fun. I can’t remember the last time I actually had that much fun at the gym. The music is great, it’s an awesome workout, and I found the choreography a lot easier to follow than the TurboKick class. And did I mention that the music is fabulous? Also, it was only 45 minutes, which was probably a good thing, given the energy level. One of my classmates is an ex-ballet dancer and fitness instructor, maybe a few years older than I am, and she has been going for some time. She tells me that the choreography for each song is the same every time, so it gets easier as you continue to do it.

And while I could tell at the time that I had really worked, I didn’t have the feeling that I was going to either fall over or throw up when the class ended. Furthermore, there weren’t any unpleasant after-effects, either yesterday or today.

If your gym offers somehting called “Zumba”, I highly recommend giving it a try.


Tuesday, November 27th, 2007

Fiancé went to the gym last night for our first TurboKick class.

The instructor totally Turbokicked our butts. She was very bouncy, and kept throwing extra jumps into what is already a very fast-paced, high-energy class.

That said, it is a very good workout, and I am content to be bad at it for a while as I learn the moves.

If I survive.

I Can Has Dress!

Friday, September 21st, 2007

I picked up my wedding dress on Wednesday, and it’s the right size, color, etc. There were a few loose beads, but it was duly noted in my file that they will be fixed with no extra charge at alteration time…which is March.

My new challenge to is not make any drastic changes to my current physique between now and June 1st. I have put on about 20 pounds since I bottomed out at a size zero, and admittedly, about half of that was necessary. Still some of my pants are getting awfully snug about the tummy, so a little discpline at this point is not a bad thing. Having lost 70 pounds previously, ten just doesn’t feel like that much of a big deal.

In the mean time, I have cleared a couple of “vintage” prom dresses out of my closet, to be duly Goodwilled, in order to make room for the dress. One was bought as a costume, and is a mid-eighties peach-taffeta-and-lace, Scarlett-O’Hara-wannabe monstrosity; the other is of the same era, white taffeta and lace with silver glitter, and rather silly in its own way, with a handkerchief skirt and sleeves.

I like the new dress much, much better.

Things They Don’t Tell You, #1

Wednesday, June 27th, 2007

I’ve been engaged for two weeks now, and I have come to the conclusion that the first thing any couple should do is not look for rings, ceremony sites, wedding consultants, or any of the other things every bridal book, website, or TV show tells you to do.

The first thing to do is join a gym together (if you haven’t already)…and start going to the gym together a couple of times a week. Why? The usual reasons all apply, of course, but there are some additional ones I can think of that are specific to this situation.

As my psychiatrist friend has oh-so-wisely said on more than one occasion, even good change is stressful. And believe me, the stress can hit hard and fast. Exercise is one of the best ways I can think of to deal with stress, whether it’s yoga to help you calm down, or cardio kickboxing for catharsis. Endorphins are free, legal, and you can make them yourself.

It gives you something to do together that has nothing to do with the wedding; planning can take over your life, if you let it.

It will also be something that you can continue to do together after the wedding. I don’t know how many studies I’ve seen that indicate people are more likely to exercise if they have a workout buddy. This is the kind of real-life commitment that comes along with a long-term relationship. There’s so much hype, fuss, and adreneline around the wedding planning details that it’s easy to lose focus on the original reason for the wedding in the first place.

There’s going to be a whole lot of eating going on in the run-up to the wedding; parties, showers, lunches, the rehearsal dinner, and the reception itself.

For me, the fact that in the not-too-distant future, someone is going be taking pictures of me in a strapless dress is a big motivator for doing upper-body resistance work. (Not that I suffer from vanity, mind you. No, I enjoy every minute of it!) In adddition to wanting to look good, I am anticipating a long day with a lot of standing up, walking around, etc. I want to be in good enough condition at the end of the day to enjoy the evening, if you get my meaning.

Eat My Lunch

Thursday, February 16th, 2006

The other day, I went out for  lunch with a coworker who has recently had considerable incentive to eat more healthily. We went to a Greek restaurant, and as I’m not eating red meat these days, my former first choice was out. I ended up ordering grilled fish (which was delicious, just for the record). My coworker ended up ordering the same thing. In fact, he said “I should have lunch with you every day, and eat the same thing that you do.” I’m not sure how I became the poster person for healthy eating, and I’m also not sure howI feel about that.  Especially when I’m the first to say things like “there’s room for chocolate in a healthy diet.”