Welcome to 2016, I hope that your year thus far is as happy as it was when the clock struck 12 on January 1. After the indulgences of the holidays and maybe a respite from your fitness program you’re probably rip roaring to go and take off what you might have put on during the the festivities. Perhaps you did stay on track, didn’t pig out and stuck to your fitness program, if so good for you send some of that energy my way. I happen to be in the former group, having enjoyed plenty of food and wine between Thanksgiving and TODAY quite frankly I am now I’m ready to get it together. However, I know who I am and jumping right into the eat right thing isn’t happening so I’m getting started by getting ye olde body moving again. The thing is, it seems that this body requires quite a bit more assistance than it used to. So, ladies and gentleman, I’d like to introduce you to the Abominable Exercise Woman.
I see you all you little clean eaters, with your meal prep, tasty recipes, and pretty smoothies, I LOVE IT. I’ve been inspired by it. I said to myself, olde broad get your diet together, one cannot live by popcorn and milk duds alone so I did it.
Prepping wasn’t hard I’ve always done that. I chop every Sunday for salads, cooked meals and juices for the week. So I continued to do so. Getting junk out of my cabinets and fridge was easy as well, I ate it ALL. I work hard for the money I ain’t ’bout to throw out some perfectly good Tostitos. Having polished that off I was on my way.
Week 1 – my head was hurting, I was having junk withdrawal, and was HOOONNNGGRRRYYY and evil without my snacks but I persevered.
Week 2 – I weighed in and was back to where I was at the start of the summer.
Week 3 – 2 more pounds. Shouldn’t this be faster? Oh yeah I’m old and my schedule was getting crazy so the workouts slowed down.
Weeks 4-5 I’m bored and tired of eating like this. I stop weighing in.
Week 6 – I turned 49 ate ALL the things and have been eating ever since.
In that 6 weeks, the net loss was three pounds. Needless to say with that amount of sacrifice I was sorely disappointed. So much so that I haven’t tried again since. However, it wasn’t all doom and gloom. Not a day during that time did I have digestive issues. I stopped rolling like a hot dog roller all night and slept well for the first time in foreverrrrrrr, and did not have a headache after that first week. Yet I titled this Eat Clean For What?
In spite of my perceived failure I was on to something. The focus on eating real food affected my quality of life in a positive way and that is very important as you get older. In fact eating whole unprocessed foods can:
- Give you more energy
- Improve cardiovascular health
- Prevent cancer
- Support mental health
- Lose weight
Losing weight is really the cherry on top of that clean smoothie. I think those benefits plus those I’d experienced during my first attempt are well worth going for it again and I will, as soon as I finish this last bag of Lays.
Shortly after the last post, my doctor released me into the wild and instead of going HAM as is my usual fashion, I took it slow. A couple of walks with some yoga. Went back to the gym which was sorely missed to work on regaining my Queen of Treadmill title because its too freaking hot here to walk outside in the evening and I even hit the weights, machines of course and boy I got a lonnnnnnnnngggg way to go to get some strength back, even so I am THANKFUL.
I have explained to some and damn near shouted to others who don’t get it that a person who is use to moving can be in a bad way when they’re not. Let me tell you I was SALTY as a mug during that time I was down. I was drinking all the haterade and was downright indignant watching folks running and biking and lifting and doing all things physical from the sideline.
I was a sorry patient and a depressed one. I knew sideline time wasn’t final, nevertheless it sucked. During that sucky time, I learned that my ability to move should not be taken for granted. You think I would have learned it before but these time, well, was just different.
I count my blessings now.
I actually DO stop if I see bunnies and butterflies, I actually do listen for the sounds of birds and crickets, I actually do look at every flower and stay on the look out for Smokey and Yogi because it seems every summer there is some bear running around, usually in Sandy Springs but still I watch 🙂 I still work out my problems on the trail and EVERY time I have a little talk with Jesus because a lot of times, actually most times I need him to fix it.
I’m thankful for this body I live in it and all of its perfect imperfections. I’m thankful that it can move and that it serves me well in all that need and want to do. It’s the only one I’ve got and you best belief I want it to to keep moving.
Until next time, see you somewhere, I’ll be the one moving with a smile on my face.
Thus far I’ve had to enjoy summer at a distance, you see ye olde broad’s body decided that it didn’t have the energy to do anything back in June because it has gone full tilt hormonal. Things got bad enough that the doctor told me to have seat, i.e. refrain from any strenuous pursuits which resulted in my 195,675th hissyfit of the year. My dears, this is getting old.
She advised, I consented and am hopeful that the trip that necessitated this dreadful outfit will result in my health situation improving and permission to exercise.
Getting old ain’t easy, getting old as a woman can provide some special challenges, but a good healthcare team, the good Lord, and of course yoga has made it bearable thus far. Hopefully soon I can join you kids outside again.
So what have you been doing this summer? Spending more time outside? Doing new and exciting things? Traveling? Allow me to live vicariously through you and tell me about your summer in the comments.
By mid-March here in Georgia, winter is just about over. Sure, there are a few nippy days here and there but it’s more warm than cold, more rain and wind than snow and ice. Though all of the cold stuff is pretty much behind, the effects of winter remain like pale skin and in my case ASHY skin. I’m dry, allergic and eczema prone anyway so I figured that what I was seeing was a case of overuse and dryness on my feet. I was dead wrong, my feet had been done in by:
MY YOGA MAT!!!!
You see I’d stopped cleaning it as much because my hands had begun slipping during practice and I assumed that all that cleaning rubbed off “the sticky”. The result of that no cleaning schedule ended up on my feet, which meant yet another trip to the doctor and night and day use of:
EEEEWWWWWWWW!!!!!! Mind you I’d never had this in my 48 years, neverrrrrrrr and I get it from a friggin yoga mat, my own mat at home? Well yes, it happens. Even though I wasn’t in a studio using a communal mat, I was rolling up my sweat and dirt everyday into the mat and that fungus just thrives on it. I wasn’t about to stop practicing though and figured I’d resume my cleaning schedule after every yoga practice and get something to put on my feet. Enter, yoga socks. I decided on two different types: To find out how it went down check out the video below and until next time, see you on the yoga mat. Mine will be sanitized, deodorized and ready for action.
Not that cut but it certainly was an exciting weekend of golf at the Masters, with Tiger playing into Sunday young Jordan Spieth busting all these records on his way to victory. I actually enjoyed watching this tournament, while doing a little busting of my own:
OUT OF MY CLOTHES!!!!
and not like the Hulk but more like this. You see in the space of one year and the onset of the big P, a sista has put on 8-10 pounds depending on what day it is. I am distraught, dismayed and sometimes disgusted but not too disgusted because I had a big hunk of CAKE just yesterday. Hence, the cut from my closet clothing that this new body can no longer fit.
Since it’s warming up here I was redoing the closet, moving the the winter stuff over and the summer stuff up front. I thought it might be a good idea that I should try on a few things that I had in that fit well last year but perhaps would be questionable this year and they were more than questionable. I think I can no sit a plate of food on my butt and and maybe a salt shaker on my stomach. Pulling thos dresses out had me all up in my FEELINGS. Even though I now that weight gain and a whole bunch of other stuff can and in my case is happening during this time, the medical reasons weren’t enough to help me feel better. What did help me feel better? Shaking it off the next day and putting in some treadmill work. It was that or lay around and sulk which is actually easy for me as a person who has struggled with poor body image forever and ever amen. The thing is, the loss of the dresses weren’t enough to get me out the door and to the gym. What did? The desire to have a good quality of life in the long term. I don’t want any further diabetes complications, nor acceleration of spinal and other joint problems. I just want to live and live well, so I continue to work. If the work means that maintaining this new body is the best that can be done and all my numbers look good, then I will learn in time to be satisfied with where I am.
Until next time, see you at the MALL, where I’ll be buying something that doesn’t require sucking in or Spanx.
Oh the travails of aging.
The week of Valentines Day I got sick. Not flu or anything but sick enough to be home a few days. Well that little nastiness continued to linger and by the time I attempted that headstand I felt worse afterward and my nose was doing some unusual things. Being one of those nuts who Googles symptoms I was convinced that I had some awful/horrible/dreadful illness and promptly sent a couple of panicky emails to my PCP. By the next day was in front of her.
Turns out that the nose was no biggie just rhinitis and since I was there I asked her what types of exercise are safe for me to do considering this degenerative disc stuff. Dr. Diva turned into Doctor NO when she said NO to:
and headstands, at which point I entered my final plea:
Me: well can I do squats and lunges with no weight, I’m going to do them unless you tell me no.
Her: I thought already told you that.
Truth be told, I already knew the answer to my question, but as a stubborn old person I’m not changing unless it is required and now it is required.
Until next time see you on the floor do some old school doggie kicks or something like that.
Photos by MsThorns – thanks to Jan B. for being my fitness model 🙂
There had to be a way for me to build some consistency in my fitness life but I had to be gentle. Whenever I’ve been healthy I’ve always gone full tilt for about three weeks at a time before some illness or injury occurred. Though yoga is more than a fitness thing for me it seemed like building a better yoga practice was a good place to start. So I made a commitment.
I saw that Yoga With Adriene was holding a 30 Days of Yoga series at the beginning of the year, Ms Overzealous signed up and unfortunately did not complete the 30 days of her program, but a funny thing happened. I actually did practice every single day in January and am still doing so as of this writing. This is no knock against the program as it had a lot of variety but speaks more to my listlessness. I practice with the exception of a few days of “freestyle” and one class at Kaiser, all yoga practice has been with Youtube and primarily with:
A working playlist of videos I’ve done is available here.
I know some of you could care less about Yoga and I’m good with that. What I hope you do care about is Consistency. Are you consistent with your fitness program, your diet, check-ups, rest etc.? Consistency, I’m learning, doesn’t require sweat till you drop, lift till you can’t move dedication, what it does require is effort and a commitment to yourself, to take care of yourself. Can you make that commitment to consistently take care of YOU? Have you already? Let me know how you’re doing so in the comments.
Until next time, commit to consistency.
I’m not much of a drinker even though I’ve posted many pictures of
but believe me the most I’ll have is one glass or one bottle and I’m shut down. Ye olde broad cannot get down like she used to and I’m thankful for that because alcohol ain’t nothin but trouble. It still troubles me somewhat, for instance if I have a beer tonight, the early morning workout gets pushed to late afternoon or evening because I CANNOT get out of at the bed and I am usually dehydrated or moreso than I usually am. Knowing my experience, I wanted to know a bit more about the science of alcohol, the body and exercise. I found some things that I already knew and one thing was a bit surprising. Here’s what I found out.
Alcohol’s effects on your body and your fitness are dependent upon what type of drinking you’re doing:
- Moderate: one drink per day for women, up to two for men
- Binge: when blood alcohol levels reach .08 g/DL which is about four drinks for women and five drinks for men in a space of two hours (GEEZ) another standard is 5 or more drinks one one occasion in the last 30 days
- Heavy: five or more drinks on five or more days of the last 30 days
The most deleterious effects of alcohol on the body occur amongst binge and heavy drinkers such as:
- Brain: alcohol can affect mood, behavior, clarity of thinkingetc
- Heart: stroke, high blood pressure etc
- Liver: cirrhosis etc
- Pancreas: production of toxins
- Cancer: several types
- Immune system: weakened
What happens in terms of fitness?
- Muscle – lessened blood flow leading to weakness and deterioration
- Hormone – lessens testerone, increases estrogen, leading to increased fat deposits and fluid retention and…
- dehydration, fatigue, weight gain (empty calories and drunk munchies), decreased nutrient absorption
Not a pretty picture.
Here’s the bottom line, moderate drinking is alright and shouldn’t preclude you from reaching your fitness goals. Going beyond moderate can enter you into the danger zone.
One more thing that I found interesting about alcohol consumption that I found interesting was a study at Northwestern that indicates that people drink more on days that they are more active and less when they are less active. One hypothesis is that that extra bit of drinking may serve as a ‘reward’ and I know that’s the case for me. After a week of green food, green drinks and protein, I think I DESERVE a cold brew or glass of wine.
What about you? Do you imbibe from time to time? How does it affect your performance in the gym, on the road or wherever you do your thing? Let me know in the comments and have a great weekend (in moderation of course).
Photos: MsThorns except where noted. Inclusion of photos are for illustrative purposes only.
Ye olde broad shalt not break ankles, knees, hip, back nor camera on unpaved trails with rocks, steep slopes and tree roots.
However non-skittish nature lovers will find Caney Creek Preserve in Cumming, Georgia to be quite lovely.
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