What a Beautiful Day

Day 1: I stumbled through hello to Paleo.

Yeah….so, it didn’t go quite as planned.

Yesterday I ran 4.2mi in the morning, went to church, and then headed to Downtown DC. Ended up walking about 5mi–it was GORGEOUS outside–and I got home around 6:30….completely wiped. So much for going grocery shopping yesterday. I was asleep by 9.

I woke up this morning with a little drainage. I had made some chicken bone broth about a month ago and threw it in the freezer for occasions like this (no food in the apartment…and feeling slightly “off”). So I took some out of the freezer, grabbed a hard boiled egg I made on Saturday, and headed off to work.

Had my usual meal replacement shake by Advocare in the morning. It’s not paleo, but trust me–I could do a lot worse in my work cafeteria.

Lunch time rolled around, so I grabbed the broth and egg from my office fridge and discovered it was still a block of ice, despite being outside the freezer for 6 hours. Ate the egg, let the broth sit on my desk and went to a Just Dance class.

On the way to class I noticed I was abnormally cold and prayed it wasn’t chills.

Made it through class and went back to my desk. Broth was nearly thawed at that point, so I popped the lid on my ball jar and chugged the broth. Probably should have heated it, but I’m hard core like that.

After work, I picked up my favorite Peruvian chicken. I struggle with acid reflux so I picked up a side of rice (not paleo) and coleslaw (SO not paleo).

Took some sudafed in hopes that would help. Also used my netty pot. So far, my nose has run faster than I did in my 4.2 from yesterday.

And now I’m laying in bed. Waiting for the sun to set so I can go to sleep.

I took out more bone broth and put it in my fridge so it’s good and ready for tomorrow.

Meg
Ps, if you’re looking for an excellent recipe for bone broth, try nom nom paleo. I made mine in a crockpot, and it really is delicious.

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Sweet Dreams are (NOT) Made of These

Last night I went to bed psyching myself up for a 4.5mi that I was planning to get to this morning. I was pretty excited about it.

It’s been about a week since I’ve been on a run. My older brother was in town for 5 days and I was working mornings from 6:30am to noon, so other than getting up early last Sunday for my long run, unless I was willing to get up at 4am to go for a run (and after getting to bed at 11:30pm the nights before from red sox games), it just wasn’t going to happen. I knew this and was ok with it.

I went to bed relatively early for a Friday night. I normally get extremely restful sleep when I take AdvoCare’s SleepWorks. I will say that I definitely slept hard last night.

But I had an extreme nightmare. It’s similar to dreams I’ve been having the past few weeks (theme-wise, anyway)–unrelated to SleepWorks for sure. I went to a dream interpretation website and was, quite frankly, shocked/disturbed by the interpretation.

The dream was so scary, I did not wake up feeling rested and it scared the ever-living day lights out of me.

I’ll aim to run tomorrow.

In other news, I plan to start a Whole30 Monday. I need to get back on track nutritionally. I feel so much better when I eat paleo so this will clean things up. And, I’ve got about 30 days until my 10 year High School reunion, so…

More later!
Meg

It’s a long, LONG way to Tipperary

Well, I did it. I did it a week ago. It was the biggest pain and the biggest triumph of my life today (well, maybe not biggest pain, but definitely my biggest triumph).

I ran my first 10K.

Now, I know right now I don’t sound too enthused. I think the newness has finally worn off. Or perhaps this evening I’m just in a pessimistic mood. Probably the latter as it is only 8pm on a Friday night and I’m currently in my PJs drinking a glass of wine. But that’s a discussion for a different day, ha.

Anyway, the race.

I was completely nervous about the race to begin with. I’ve been struggling with a hip flexor injury for a couple of weeks, and Wednesday I finally went to see an orthopedist. Hip flexor injuries are not common, but the do happen. Mine was inflamed and the doc gave me 3 options: not race (NOT HAPPENING), 2–do nothing and be in “excruciating pain”–his words, not mine–after 2 miles or, 3–get a cortisone shot.

Cortisone shot, it was!

He warned me that it might not work, etc, etc, etc. Hindsight, I probably should have listened more closely to what the shot actually DOES. Little did I know, it would basically numb my hip flexor. Not that that’s a big deal, except really in order to do simple things like, I don’t know, climb the stairs to my apartment, you kinda need it to get your leg to work properly and not collapse on you. And you also need it so you can run the bases and not collapse at home plate if you want to play recreational softball.

Lesson learned.

So, nervous.

My good friend and former personal trainer must have recognized I was nervous because she offered to run the whole thing with me. Excellent, right? Except she told me as a caveat “if I hear you say the words, ‘I can’t,’ I will make you do push-ups.” I knew she was serious, and I knew I needed that push.

In my defense, never did I say, “I can’t.” I did beg to stop running at a couple points. And then she reminded me how I’d regret not running the whole 6.2, and she told me about 2 miles in to “SUCK IT UP.”

So I ran the whole freaking thing. I had 3 goals.
1) to finish (check!)
2) to not finish last in my age bracket (I was 10th from the bottom!)
3) to finish under 90min (I ran it in 79min!)

What a cathartic race it was. Psychologically, there was a switch that happened. I realized I CAN do this. Not only can I run 6.2, I can do ANYTHING (ok, maybe I’m not built to program, or run a nuclear reactor, but I can do just about anything I want).

I also realized a few things about my relationships with the opposite sex (or lack thereof at the moment). I don’t need a man to make me happy. And while I recognize that I fully want to be married and have lots of babies some day, Knowing my personality, I know I would not have been anywhere close to being ready to running the 10k on Saturday if I were in a relationship.

This race was important for so many reasons. So many I cannot even explain–the words never come out right.

Next major goal is the Baltimore half marathon in October. Long-term: the OKC Memorial Marathon (to be run around the time of the 20th anniversary of the Oklahoma City Bombing.

Til then, let the miles keep packing on!
Meg

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She’s Going the Distance

Last night I was asked to tell my Advocare story on a webinar about the 24 Day Challenge. It was an honor to be asked and I’m so grateful I was able to share not only my story about Advocare, but my weight-loss story in general.

I got to talking to a person whom I am friends with on Facebook, but have yet to meet. She, like me, is an Advocare distributor (a little higher on the benefits scale, though!) and she was also speaking on the webinar.

She had mentioned during her talking in the webinar how using a couple of the Advocare products–specifically Arginine Extreme and Pro 20–helped her with both half marathon and marathon times.

I have my first 10k next weekend, so naturally I asked her about the products. I mentioned that I hadn’t taken them because I didn’t consider myself an endurance athlete.

She told me I was most certainly an endurance athlete.

Huh…I guess I am.

I’ve got a 10k next weekend and just signed up for my first half (October 18th…Baltimore). Which…makes…me…an endurance athlete.

Today I ran a quick 2 miles.

Let me stop and absorb that for a second.

Quick. 2 miles.

Not even 6 months ago, I struggled to run a mile. I’ll admit, 2 miles isn’t a walk in the park–especially since I’m attempting to heal a hip flexor injury–but it’s mentally a short distance for me now. I am excited and amazed by that notion.

It’s really mind over matter. Shoot, if I can do it, just about anyone can!

What, if anything, is holding you back? Doesn’t have to be fitness-related either. What are you going to do about it?

I Want to Ride My Bicycle, I Want to Ride My Bike…

So, it’s been a week.

I’ve been given the go ahead to begin to ease my way back into running–woohoo!!! Ease, being the operative word.

I’ve decided to do the following to get myself prepped for running: bike this week, arc trainer next week, and then get into running the week after.

So this week: bike.

Holy mother of pearl, saddle soreness! I’m so not used to this feeling. I have a friend and a relative that bike, and they said it’s all about using your abs and legs, and really not so much sitting on your butt. Don’t get me wrong, my legs and abs are sore, too (and really, my arms, too from helping prop myself up). But, those stationary bikes were seemingly not made for anyone planning to go longer than 20min on the thing. I did 40min on Tuesday and was pretty sore until Thursday. Today I did 90min (burned 1176 calories according to my heart rate monitor), and felt fine…until I had to walk up the two flights of stairs to my apartment afterwards. I literally had to pull myself up the stairs for dear life using the hand rails because it hurt so bad.

But at least I’m doing it!

I slept in this morning and as a result, between regular calorie consumption and today’s workout, I had to consume 2000 calories between 5pm and the time I choose to go to bed tonight. I ended up having a hamburger with turkey bacon and a fried egg on top (no bun)…yum! Sadly, that was only like 350 calories, ha. So I had 2/3 cup dried cherries which were another 280 calories. I’m still hungry, but it’s 10:15pm and I’ve closed the kitchen for the evening.

I did measurements with my trainer on Thursday. I gained 3lbs in the past month, but two of those were in the form of muscle, so I’ll take it. Also considering I really couldn’t do any cardio other than swimming for that month, and only gaining 3lbs…I’ll consider that a win. And, my body fat percentage is almost in the normal range…woohoo!!! That’s really the biggest win of all.

Plan of attack for tomorrow is to meal plan for the week and stretch. DC is supposed to get walloped with yet another snow storm on Monday. Perhaps that would be a great time to attempt to make some awesome paleo food and attempt to make kombucha.

Hopefully the readers of this blog are staying warm!

Wishing, and Hoping, and Thinking, and Praying…

I can’t believe the weekend is nearly done. Where has the time gone?

Yesterday (Saturday), was a pretty lazy day. Well, the first half was, anyway. In the afternoon I went to the grocery store with a list in hand to get the ingredients for some kick-@$$ Paleo burgers with portobello mushrooms for buns. I also picked up all the ingredients for paleo mayo, which in turn helped make paleo ranch dressing, but I didn’t actually make that until today. Thank you to Nom Nom Paleo for putting the recipes in her cookbook. 🙂

But enough about cooking for a moment.

Can I just say, I am stupendously excited to go to the podiatrist tomorrow? That sounds a little ridiculous, I know. But, after being told 3 weeks ago that I was not allowed to do any impact exercises due to tendinitis in my right foot, I am wishing/hoping/thinking/praying that she will give me the go-ahead to start doing light-impact exercises (i.e. ArcTrainer, elliptical, yoga, etc).

Which brings me to another point…if you have a sports-related injury, I cannot even begin to tell you how important it is to see a sports medicine specialist. The podiatrist I’m seeing tomorrow is not the first podiatrist I am seeing for this injury. She is actually a second opinion. The first podiatrist I went and saw I found off of my health provider’s website. After a 3 second evaluation, (no X-rays or even looking at how I stood on my feet) the first podiatrist told me that I probably just bruised a metatarsal, to take it easy for a week or two and I should be fine.

I was still in quite a bit of pain after a week, so at the recommendation of a friend, and urging of my personal trainer, I gave a different office a call (who specializes in sports-related podiatry). I got in to see one of them by the end of the week and this podiatrist said after a very lengthy exam complete with X-rays, walking tests and stand on tip-toes, it was definitely tendinitis. She also said that had I exhibited any more pain that what I was in, she would have put me in a boot to completely immobilize the foot– no questions asked. She also put me on a prescription-strength NSAID for two weeks, told me I could only wear my running shoes–even while roaming around my apartment–and gave me instructions to see her in 3 weeks (tomorrow).

I am so.glad. I went with a second opinion–and a sports medicine podiatrist, at that.

Truth of the matter is, in my gut I knew the first podiatrist really didn’t have a clue. My instincts told me to find a second opinion and I’m glad that a friend had a recommendation on who to see.

I miss running. I miss the endorphins (I really miss the endorphins). I miss the definition in my legs (I can tell my calve muscles have atrophied a little bit. le sigh). I miss pushing myself to the limit that can only be felt with running. And I feel like with every day I’m not running, my goal of the Army 10 miler in October is slipping further and further away. And my 10k in May. Heck, even the 5k I was hoping to do in April. I’m determined to do it. Very determined. But my body needs to allow me to do it.

Here’s to hoping it all goes well!

Sweet Treats are Made of These (Ginger Spice Cookies)

Amazon Kindle was having an awesome sale the other day and I was able to get a couple of Paleo cookbooks for free–score two for me! One of them was Delicious, Quick & Simple PALEO: Baking Recipes by Brian Y.T. and Marla Tetsuka (currently available on Amazon Kindle for $0.99!).

I have been jonesing (that’s an understatement) for sweets lately. Mostly in the form of Cherry Twizzlers. I went to the grocery store on Thursday and picked up some strawberry smoothie mix, which helped a little. But sweets have still been on my mind.

Yesterday evening I had a chance to sit and sift (pardon the pun) through my new paleo finds and look at recipes. I was mostly looking for recipes that I currently had all the ingredients for, and the Ginger Spice cookies fit the bill. Best part: they were soooooo simple to make. I don’t know if I’ve ever made such an un-complex cookie. Wisk ingredients together, throw in the freezer for 10 minutes, shape into 6 disks on a parchment paper-lined cookie sheet and bake for 15 minutes. I think it took me a total of 30min to make the cookies…from start to finish.

Here’s what they looked like at the end:

Paleo Ginger Spice Cookies

#idoitallforthecookies

The recipe made six. But, I couldn’t resist and helped myself to one before I snapped the photo. They taste like gingerbread cookies and are moist.

The only unfortunate thing, is that for my sweetener, I used honey. That’s not a bad thing at all…for most people. However, I am noticing that I get heartburn like nobody’s business when I consume anything with honey in it–even if it’s not raw honey. Which is strange, because for most people, honey is supposed to HELP REDUCE heartburn, not create it. I looked it up on the internet (because the internet has answers to everything, right?) and apparently it does have the opposite affect on some people–I guess I’m just one of the lucky ones.

I’m thinking about attempting to paleo-fy some of my favorite non-paleo recipes. I’m a little nervous to do that though…some recipes just shouldn’t be messed with, you know? My favorite pastry is the Czech Cherry Kolache. It takes 4 hours to make, and has tons of butter, milk, and flour in it. There are substitutes for all of these things, I know…but I’m quite nervous to even attempt it. No one has ever become awesome without attempting it, right?

Encouragement would be appreciated. 🙂