Kicked My Butt

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After a series of hiccups, I finally got to try one of my new Jillian Michaels DVDs which arrived last week (sadly, still no sign on the onesie).

I decided to give her 30 day shred DVD a go first. Starting with level 1, of course. And it was exactly how I expected (and wanted) it to be. I was able to do everything she set out (with the exception of proper push-ups), but really felt it as I went. The heart was well and truly pumping after the first circuit and was kept right up there for the rest of it. I definitely got a workout!

Phew.

I plan to hit it up again tomorrow, after dragon boating training. Go hard, or go home, and all that…

The Truth About Food

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This morning I was lucky enough to catch a guest speaker who had come into my work to speak to us about nutrition.  Jeff, director of personal training studio Studio41, shared with us a snippet of what he believed to be ‘The Truth About Food’.

Admitting that I know very little about nutrition, I at least thought I knew the basics: consuming fat makes you fat, opt for fruit, trim milk keeps you trim, etc.

But about 5 minutes into this presentation I was questioning everything I thought I knew.  Even the ‘basics’  consuming fat makes you fat, opt for fruit, trim milk keeps you trim, etc.  I was stunned at how an educated young person such as myself had never stopped and thought about the ‘healthy’ things we are putting into our body.

Turns out my go-to healthy breakfast of museli, yogurt and fruit is a diabetes time-bomb waiting to happen, and a large contributor to my morning caffeine requirements.

Potatoes are like legal crack cocaine.

Okay, they are my words not his… but woah.  They pack a punch on your blood sugar levels.

Jeff shares the science behind his thoughts, too – he didn’t just throw about a bunch of opinions without any backing and expect us to believe them.  What he explained made sense.

The talk itself was only an hour long, so he wasn’t able to cover everything he wanted to talk about – or everything we should know as adult human beings responsible for our own (and young’uns) well being.  This morning he focussed on the impact of sugars and carbohydrates on our blood sugar levels, and what that means for our muscle and fat cells.

So what exactly did he talk about?

Our ability to process sugars and carbohydrates depends on our insulin sensitivity.  The more sensitive we are, the more easily we are able to move glucose (read: energy) from our blood stream to knock on the ‘doors’ of our muscle cells.  If it knocks and the door opens, it’s good – the glucose is used by the muscle cell and the energy is burned.  But when those ‘doors’ don’t open, the glucose (energy) is stored in our fat cells instead – making us fatter.

And the bigger we (and our fat cells) get, the greater our insulin resistance (the opposite of insulin sensitivity).  This makes it harder for the glucose to knock on the ‘doors’ of our muscle cells, and even more glucose ends up getting stored in our fat cells.

So being fat makes us fatter? 

Well, it sure doesn’t help.

The more the fat cells grow with the glucose stores, the bigger they get.  Similarly, the ‘doors’ to the fat cells get bigger as the ‘doors’ on the muscle cells are getting jammed in the hinges – or worse yet, have locked shut (cue type-2 diabetes).

To lose weight, we need to use the glucose (energy) stored in the fat cells.  Using what’s stored inside makes them shrink – like a balloon full of maple syrup:  if you tip half the syrup out of the balloon, it will shrink down in size.

How do you utilise those stores?  Consume less glucose than your body needs.  Exercise more and make your muscles hungry for more energy.  When you burn more energy than you consume, your body taps into its energy stores – the fat cells.  That’s what they’re there for.  They have a genuine (life saving) purpose.  We just abuse them.

And the real kicker?  Once we use up those stores, and lose the weight, the cells will shrink but the ‘doors’ to the fat cells will still be the size they were when we were much bigger.  That’s one reason why it’s easier to gain weight after losing it than to put it on the first time.  Thankfully, anecdotal evidence suggests that these doors do shrink slowly over time, as we maintain our healthy post-weight-loss weight (okay, it’s not science but I’m a sucker for a happy story).

So what CAN I eat?

Anything.  But you need to be aware of how it will affect your body.  The catch is knowing what the food you’re currently eating is doing for you, and making changes where it’s necessary.

For me, my whole mindset and view of food is up in the air – I haven’t had enough time to stop and really process what Jeff was sharing means for me and my body.  Do I even believe everything he said?  I don’t know.  Maybe.  It certainly makes more sense than a lot of what I  learned from Weight Watchers (which, in the end, didn’t help me with my weight loss).

Will I be trying some of his suggestions?  Probably.  He made a few good suggestions for how to loosely structure your meal plans – (red meat) protein for breakfast, salad and white meat protein for lunch and dinner.  I’ll no doubt try his approach to breakfast over the next couple of weeks given the time-bomb I’m currently consuming.  I’ll keep you in the loop as to how I go.

What about you?Have you been to similar talks and have taken something helpful away?
Are you a PT or nutritionist who would like to share your 2cents?

What’s your take on ‘The Truth About Food’?

Day One of Better Behaviour

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Today I went a full day without chocolate. Or lollies.

The mid-afternoon slump around 2.30-3pm was almost unbearable, but I survived! A full day! And I plan to do it again tomorrow. And the next day.

In the interests of keeping all messages in this blog consistent with those on Seasame Street*, chocolate is “a sometimes food”, rather than something I should be eating a block of every day.

*this is not true, my blog farts in the face of wholesomeness and morals. But exercise is good. Learning to look after myself is even better.

Too Much of a Good Thing?

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Forgive me Friends, for I have sinned. I ate a lot of chocolate today. A lot.
And ice cream.. The real dairy stuff.

The worst part is knowing that I didn’t actually need it. Of course, I wanted it. Like, really wanted it. But now I’ve had it (we’re talking three rounds of excessive-ness here, not just three servings) I feel terrible. After the ice cream especially.

Blergh.

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Why do we do this to ourselves ladies? (Noting that we don’t all eat our body weight in junk food)

What isn’t about chocolate that draws us in? Why – in my head at least – synonymous with comfort, love and food-hugs from the inside? If I could have chocolate’s babies, I’d probably be a mother of 12 by now.

What are some healthier alternatives to try curb the cravings?
I’ve tried opting for smaller servings of fancy, über dark chocolate, but that doesn’t seem to make a difference… I eat it all in one sitting anyway. My self control is seriously lacking!

Booting the Booty

de92e8fc159d6d84280c9811069e818fIn the midst of a bout of motivation (or weakness… I’m still not sure) I signed up for a beginners boot camp last night.

We start on the 12th of March,and continue for 3 weeks.  Nice and simple at only 2 sessions a week.

I’m really looking forward to getting in and amongst it.  To trying something new and hopefully seeing some (albeit very short term) results.

I’m not looking forward to the early mornings.  Sessions will start at 6am and it’ll take me at least 45 minutes to get there.

But I’m motivated to give it a go 100%.

And it’s one of my 13 things!

I’ll Be Good Tomorrow

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Surprisingly for a fat kid, I never understood why women on American TV shows would chomp through a tub of ice cream when emotions turned to the stormy and grey (commonly known as ‘crap’). Even before dairy became a pain in my butt digestive system.

But today it makes sense.

Today’s uncontrollable, silent, angry tears on the bus fell somewhere on the embarrassment between Janet Jackson’s nipple display and the time my grandmother told me to stop walking funny and change my sanitary pad in the middle of KMart while handing me a surfboard like object in a pink wrapper (I was 15, and not on my period).

So it was either chocolate ice cream or scotch. Since the good scotch ran out a while ago, I raided the freezer for some sweet frozen no-dairy chocolate flavoured soy goodness. It worked a treat (ha! Get it? Ice cream’s a treat).

Side-splitting humour. We bring it to the table (along with over-sized spoons for shovelling that chocolate delight).

Yeah… I’ll eat better tomorrow.
#famouslastwords

Alopecia: Why My Body’s Currently a Pain In The Arse

If I’m being honest, there are several things about having alopecia that I don’t particularly enjoy. Like the whole going bald thing. But there’s one thing that’s especially annoying – the extra cleaning jobs it makes.

It looks as though I’m at the start of another flare-up now, where hair will slowly shed and give rise to some more bald patches. In a couple more weeks I’ll have a better idea of what I’m dealing with.

But in the meantime, there is hair everywhere. On my pillows, blocking the shower drain, in my food, and offering a new layer of padding across the carpet in rooms I don’t even use. I can tie my hair up during the day to stop the crazy hair-spazz across my (and everyone else’s) desk – but it just means clumps of the stuff fall from my hair pins and ties when I let everything down at home.

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Is it weird that I’m more annoyed at the extra cleaning than the actual hair loss? I guess it’s got a lot to do with the fact that I’ve accepted that hair loss will be part of my life for the foreseeable future - if not forever.

And it probably has a bit to do with the fact that it’s just hair.
But cleaning takes up time, and that is precious.

Think Smarter, People

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Yesterday’s mission up Mt Victoria was great, and I thoroughly enjoyed myself. But in hindsight, it would have been a lot better with some sunblock.

Ouch.

Not only am I going to pasty-girl hell, but I’m going to be rocking some pretty unattractive patterns on my back and shoulders for a while.

I’d cry about it, but I stumbled across some excellent advice and took a nap.
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Lazy Mountain Climber

We’ve been so lucky with weather in Wellington lately. We rarely have this many good days so close together (even in summer)! It’s true what the proverbial ‘they’ say – you really can’t beat Wellington in a good day.

So a friend and I ran (/walked) up Mt Victoria to the lookout over the city and surrounding bays. The sky was relatively clear, and the wind was only really noticeable at the top.
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Having been up to the look out hundreds of times in my lifetime, but never running, it was a great new experience – and right on my doorstep!

Like so many of you mentioned last week, running with a friend is a completely different ball-game to running alone. If I’m being honest, I push myself much harder when I’m on the treadmill and can see my speed and distance in all it’s green digital display evilness goodness. But today was so much more fun!

Unfortunately, though, there were photos. The kind that you look at, ask if that’s really what you look like, then go off to cry. Photos taken from behind, and at unflattering angles. You know the sort – right?

Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you: My Arse (running up a hill)
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But it okay – I’m embracing the photos. Afterall, I really enjoyed myself out there, and these photos are just further proof of the continued progress!

Thanks Kristin!

That’s got to be worth celebrating with an over zealous, uncoordinated dance on top of one of the highest points in the city…
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What are you getting up to this weekend?