As Brseay pointed out, I’m almost to day 30. I don’t know if I can really call these last 10 days much of a boot camp. Injury and my workload have prevented daily exercise. My diet has stayed on track… except for the 5 or so coconut macaroon cookies I ate yesterday. And honestly, that is my only real stray. I’ve had Junior Mints at the movies… but that was my allowed treat and I made it part of my meal plan. Which I think was key. I never felt the urge to really “cheat”… well, I have a bit the last few days but I’m in full PMS mode, so I think the cravings are normal and understandable. Cravings are probably never going to change or go away completely, it’s just how I deal with them that I expect to change. And like I say, other than yesterday, it hasn’t been much of an issue.
The cookies… it was definitely a stress-triggered response combined with convenience. My daughter bought them at the dollar store (of all places, they were surprisingly good. Just generic and cheap, but is there really such a thing as a bad coconut macaroon?) And she offered me one. I was in the middle of a couple of crises at work and I said yes and ate one without thinking. A few hours later, I actively sought her out to see if she had any left (she had most of them left, she didn’t care for them. The only explanation I can think of is a mix-up at the hospital. It was more common back in the early ’90s.) So I ate like four more.
Maybe they were so delicious because I haven’t eaten anything like that in almost a month?
So, here’s the shock… they didn’t trigger a binge!! Not even the urge for a binge, in fact it didn’t even cross my mind. Now THAT is surprising. Normally eating something like that, especially when done in stress mode eating, would send me off in a white carb binge frenzy. Cali and I went to the movies about two hours later. Candy and junk food mecca, right? I begged her to share my Junior Mints with me cause there was no way I could eat the whole box and I didn’t want to - so she had about half… well, maybe less than half. She doesn’t love them as much as I do (further proof right there!) But still, me WANTING to share my precious Junior Mints because I can’t eat them all? UNHEARD OF! Possible sign of the apocalypse!! The four horsemen should be coming through any time now!
I’ll do more of a in depth “what I learned in Boot Camp” at the end of the 30 days. But right here, I can see how it’s changed my relationship with food. I’m not going to get all cocky about it just yet, but I may really be becoming that healthy non-slave to shit food that I’ve always wanted to be!! I wish I could have gotten a better handle on the exercise, but I’m not going to beat myself up over it. My intentions were good (the same intentions paving the way to hell, btw!) but I’m still on track to run that 10K next Saturday. I’ve increased my running time and endurance substantially. So I guess I can’t complain too much. I just hate that I’m still being plagued by knee problems and injury. Guess I should get used to that, huh? I’d say it’s proof that I’m in denial about aging. But I’ve been dealing with knee and back problems since my teens.
Speaking of, it’s time to head out on my run. Four miles today. I’ll be wearing my knee brace and taking it easy. This is my first attempt since that aborted run on Wednesday and first real run since last Sunday’s 6 miler. OK, I’m going to admit I’m just the tiniest bit worried about running this morning that has nothing to do with injury… we are in the middle of an active dry lightening store. Do people get hit by lightening in this sort of situation? It woke me up a few hours ago and I’m watching it on the news right now. “Mainly in the North Bay” - yep, that’s me! Smack in the middle of the weather map they’re showing. So, if you hear later today that woman was struck by lightening while jogging in Marin County, California… you can say Hey I know her… well, KNEW her! Ok, time to suit-up!
UPDATE 7:19 AM - POST RUN
OUCH!! 4 miles cut to 2.5… last half-mile I limped back home. I wore my knee-brace and it helped… at first. And then about the half mile mark, the searing hatchet through the middle of my left kneecap returned with a vengeance… and I decided to just see if I could run through it as I’ve done in the past. I made it to 2 miles and then suddenly the pain shifted up and I realized that I’d just pulled my quad muscle right where it connects to the top of my kneecap. Ah, that’s a pain I could no longer ignore! A) because I could barely put any weight on that leg and B) because I knew that if I pushed it, I would definitely NOT be able to run the 10K next Saturday. So I slowed to a walk and took the next street that lead to home.
Now, instead of spending my day off sorting through the kids’ toys, rearranging some furniture and catching up on laundry; I’ll be spending it in bed with a big ice pack on my knee, watching old Pauly Shore movies on USA and blog-surfing. Not really a bad trade-off!
Hope everyone else can have an equally relaxing (if not less-frustrating!) day!!
Posted on September 12th, 2009 by firefly
Filed under: daily blathering
I just love your pictures! And I think the mix-ups at birth continued into this decade b/c my son doesn’t like chocolate or peanut butter. Could you imagine???
How fantastic that you have been able to create a healthy relationship w/food. In my mind that’s a way bigger challenge than anything physical you could have considered.