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Step By Step – A Challenge

As much as I can’t stand that the contestants on the Biggest Loser can lose five pounds in a week and cry because it isn’t enough – Oh the pressure! – I still tune in the show most Monday nights.  There really isn’t anything else on at the same time that I feel like watching and I at least like hearing contestants talk about the positive changes they’ve learned to make.  I also like following the stories of the three kids they’re working with this season.  I was those overweight kids.  They aren’t being yelled at by trainers, they’re receiving great information and encouraging guidance.  I wish I’d had that when I was their age and was the fattest kid in class, if not the whole school.

Tonight the remaining five losers went to their hometowns for two weeks to see their families, have makeovers and to lead their towns in public workouts.  This season the Biggest Loser has promoted Challenging America to lose weight and be more active.   I’ve watched these same contestants temporarily give up on their workouts or be so unfit and incapable that, as they pushed harder and harder they vomited from the exertion.  So, to see them now be able to jog, do pushups and jumping jacks, and encourage groups of others to do the same was truly inspiring.  One woman, a 47 year old who has not been the easiest personality on the B.L. ranch, gave a wonderful pep talk to a young man who now weighs over 400 pounds.  She said that if all you can do is walk, then you walk.  If you can’t do half an hour at a time yet, do 15 minutes.  The message was pretty clear that he shouldn’t let the little he could do keep him from doing the little he can do.

There was a commercial break around this time, disguised as a story about a group of people who have come together to walk, weigh in, and do other fitness stuff.  In their honor, Walgreens gave them all pedometers so they can see how many steps they do a day.   Yes, it was really a couple of minutes of advertising for Walgreens, but there was still value in some of the message.

I’ve heard a lot about the popular idea that we should all strive to walk 10,000 steps a day.  As it happens, I took Nat and Pyxi out for a walk after work.  I have pedometer app on my smart phone.  I don’t always set it, but tonight I did, so I had fresh data.  I divided, then multiplied, carried the two, moved a decimal, blah blah arithmetic-isn’t-my-strong-suit, and finally came up with the approximate figures that I have to walk 4.23 miles a day to reach 10,000 steps.

I have no idea how many steps I walk in the course of a day that aren’t part of my concentrated work out efforts whether they come in a short or long walk, Tai Chi practice or Zumba.  Now I want to know.  I might have to go to Walgreens and get one of those pedometers.  (The phone app sucks power from the battery at an alarming rate.)

This got me thinking about how much exercise someone should really shoot for in a week.  I did some quick Internet surfing and checked out some reputable sources such as the Mayo Clinic.  It seems that most experts agree that 150 minutes of moderately vigorous aerobic activity a week plus some strength training twice a week are good goals with increased intensity of you’re trying to lose weight.

150 minutes breaks down to 30 minutes a day, five days a week or about 21 1/2 minutes a day if you do it every day.

If I keep crunching numbers, figuring in the 60 minutes of Zumba and the two Tai Chi classes, I’ll make myself crazy, so instead I’ll cut to the bottom line.  Can I do at least 30 minutes of walking or other “moderately vigorous” aerobic exercise every day that I don’t do Zumba or a Tai Chi class?  The easy answer is of course I can.  I don’t even have to do it all in one chunk.  The experts also say that the time can be broken down into smaller segments like three sessions of ten minutes or two of fifteen – like the woman from Biggest Loser advised that young man.

The real question is, will I?  Well, that’s the plan.  I’ve decided to challenge myself.   Now, if I really wanted to be a hard ass to myself, I’d require it every single day, even when I do my other activities, but I think this sounds like a much more reasonable goal while still being a worthy challenge.

My next question is, does anybody want to commit to the challenge with me?  It doesn’t have to be walking or Zumba.  It could be swimming or dancing, bike riding or elliptical machines, or anything else that you decide is doable and fun and something that you’ll sustain.

If right now 22 to 30 minutes a day are more than you can accomplish in whatever might be your current physical condition, then whatever you feel you can accomplish is fine.  You don’t have to give us specifics.

Nobody is going to monitor your effort.  I’m not going to be a watchdog.  We’re here for support, encouragement, and cheering to whatever level you want and need.  If you want to check in via the comments, just by saying that you did your exercise today, that will be great.  If you don’t want to check in, you don’t have to.  If you want to send me an email, that’s okay, too.  It’s all up to you.

I hope some of you will join the challenge.  I’m going to attempt to add a poll to this post.  It will be anonymous, but at least we can see how many are participating.  Every day, when I set my intention for myself, I’ll send a little energy thought out into the universe that the other challenge participants meet their intention too.

Good luck!

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Relishing Joy

I had a nice talk on the phone with a dear cousin.  She’s a couple of years older than I am and, even though we didn’t see each other often when we were kids, we were always close.  A few of the most fun summers I had as a teen were when she and her sister came down and spent a few weeks with our family at the shore.

You might remember that last April another cousin of mine was killed by a motorcycle accident.  That cousin was one of the younger sisters of the one I spoke with today.  That tragic death affected all of us but for J, it sent her a message and gave her the motivation to stop postponing her happiness.  She’s made some significant changes in her life since then, designed to reach her own happy.  Along the way she reconnected with a special guy.  I can hear in her voice how she lights up when she talks about him.  They’re amazed that they could have known each other literally most of their lives but only now, in their 50s, have they found each other and are connected and in love.

It makes me so happy to hear her so happy.  I can tell that she’s truly relishing her joy.

Our conversation went on for a while and we covered a lot of ground.   In addition to not postponing happiness, we discussed faith and spirituality, with and without formal religion.  We talked a lot about gratitude and how it’s important to recognize the things that we’re grateful for and to really express it, to show in our attitudes that we’re thankful for our lives with all the blessing and lessons.

My cousin also shared with me that our Great-Aunt Mary passed away last week.  She was 101 or, maybe, 102.  God bless her!  Technically she wasn’t a blood relation.  She was married to one of the brothers of our grandmother, but we don’t get hung up by the technicality.  We’d known her all of our lives and she was family.  This woman was a pip.  I remember her as vibrant, out-going, and fun.  Decades ago, my cousins and I left a family wedding reception just a bit early to go to jai alai.  I’d never been before.  Come to think of it, I haven’t been since.  Anyway, Aunt Mary was the first of our “greats” to slip us some money with the instructions that we should “wheel the quinella”.   (Google it for the explanation.)  That bet sounded so sophisticated to me.

My great uncle died many years ago.  Aunt Mary eventually remarried but stayed relatively close with the our family.   She visited us a few times with other family members.  I remember the last time, 20 some years ago.  They were with us for almost a week and made a trip to the casinos every single day.  Her energy level was amazing.  Every night before she went to bed, she had a glass of Christian Brothers brandy.  She claimed it was medicinal and that her doctor recommended it for her.   Given her great age, he might have been onto something.  Even after the death of her second husband, she continued to live on her own, close to her family but independently, until a year or two ago.  Again, I say, God bless her.  That woman knew how to live a good life.

I will never claim that my life has sucked.  It hasn’t.  Granted, there were a few times like the deaths of my parents, when it wasn’t its best, but I’ve been blessed for the most part.  Every morning before I get out of bed, I say a simple message of gratitude for the blessing of a new day and for my life and every aspect of it.

It’s no secret that my last year has been particularly terrific as I ride the high of the weight loss and my advancement in fitness.  I’m enjoying so much of it but sometimes I feel shards of regret cut through the high.  I feel bad that I squandered so many years.  But, you know, spending time feeling bad for what I did or didn’t do in the past simply wastes more time.   It’s as much of a time thief as fearing what might happen in the future.  That’s something else my cousin and I talked about today — about being afraid that something could happen tomorrow or the next day that will rob us of the happiness we have today.  I told her that we shouldn’t let our happiness today or our joyful anticipation of the future be held hostage by fear.

I’m going to remind myself of that lesson.  I’m also going to remember it when I feel bad about a past that I can’t change.  It’s over and done.  All I have is today and I’m going to relish every minute of it.

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I’m Melllttting.

Thanks again to all of you for listening to me when I wasn’t having a terrific day and for supporting me and each other in our little Weighty Matters blog community.  It helps.  A lot.  🙂

I stayed on track with my food plan and eating the last couple of days.  You’d be so proud to see me ignore an open box of donuts at a work meeting and pick up a small yogurt and a couple of strawberries instead.  Later on I turned down frozen yogurt with a colorful selection of possible toppings and enjoyed a hot cup of tea instead.

As a result, it’s like all of the systems of my body conferred and said, “Okay, enough bullshit.  Let’s act right.”  For two days the weight that I put on with the cruise felt like it literally melted or dissolved out of my body.  It’s all gone now so I can start fresh in pursuit of my next short term goal.

I’m sure it’s no coincidence that feeling better physically also contributes to me feeling better emotionally.   I didn’t resent passing up those donuts or the yogurt.  I enjoyed letting myself eat a half portion of some really good popcorn as a treat.  I’m enjoying the fresh fruit that I have in the house.  I have several apples and, in a little while, I’m going to peel, core, quarter and bake them for my favorite home made apple sauce recipe.

It’s chillier than normal in the Keys this weekend.  Chilly and damp, which is perfect soup making weather.  I looked up recipes on foodnetwork.com and found a chicken soup recipe by Alex Guarneschelli, a chef that I really like watching on several shows.  I hope that Chef Alex wouldn’t be insulted that I cut out the bacon.  Yes, I know.  What a shocker.  I said no to bacon!  I thought about getting it at the store but I know if I buy a pound I will make it every day.  Even in small amounts, I  should not eat bacon every day, no matter how much I might love it.

Currently, my home is scented by simmering thyme, chicken, pearl onions and other aromatic ingredients.  This soup is going to make such a tasty, healthy, comforting dinner tonight.  Yum!

You might remember that my surgeon told me at my one year surgiversary appointment that he wants me to lose an additional 80 pounds.  Mentally, I’ve veered between whining about it and thinking, “Suck it up.  You’ve lost almost twice that amount already.”  I’ve decided to develop short goals and break down that number so it doesn’t sound so huge and overwhelming.

I only have to lose 20 pounds.  Granted, I have to lose 20 pounds four times, but really, it doesn’t seem like such a mountain.  In the grand scheme of things, I will get there a pound at a time, but in the meantime, I’m shooting for 20 pounds before my next appointment with the surgeon which is near the end of April.  Ten pounds a month is absolutely doable, particularly now that I’ve lost the few pounds I put on.  I think they were bogus pounds anyway.  Mathematically I could not have physically ingested the requisite number of calories.  Plus, I was burning calories just in daily living, plus the extra through exercise.

Back to my point.  20 pounds by late April.  I’m on it.  As long as I keep doing what I’m doing with my food plan and fitness, they will gradually melt away and I’ll be ever closer to the ultimate goal.

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