Thursday, May 31, 2012

My Homemade Strength and Endurance Training Drill: SSS Run

The reasons why I've resorted to this:
  • because I'm frugal; mainly for efficiency and economy in time and money
  • to use what nature already provides at no expense, rather that buying extra gym equipment/gym member fees
  • because I didn't have a suitable leg strengthening repertoire within my home gym
  • because the greater long distance training time is cutting into my strength training time, and I'm risking over training some parts of my legs and under training others
  • to use more time working out within range of home and less time commuting to the gym/track facilities
  • to balance and compress both strength and aerobic exercise within a day using one shortened workout
  • to build up more resilient joints for reducing shock and injury during forward and lateral motion, muscular endurance and strength for increasing acceleration/passing ability during races
  • to collect free material for other drills/projects

Drill: Triple S Run A (South Saskatchewan Sandbag Run) Phase 1

Course Length: 6.5 kms
Frequency: Once a week, after a rest day; at least two days after longest run of the week
Shoes: Runners with orthotics
Other Equipment: Heavy duty backpack with chest and waist strap support, a garden trowel, a couple of doubled up shopping or garbage bags

Step 1: Load backpack with the other items, adjust straps such that when you wear it there is no loose jolting

Step 2: Run at 80-90 % through my local riverside park until 2.5 km is reached, and go to riverbank to a spot with beach sand

Step 3: Use garden trowel to fill garbage bag with 20 heaping trowel fulls of fine, clean, damp (not saturated) sand: it amounts to about 18-20 kg/40-44 lbs. Wrap and tie bags securely and load the sand into the backpack

Step 4: Run the remainder of the course wearing backpack. Alternate pace with intervals of walking/running/hiking, perform lunges, change up step work, find rough trails up the riverbank, or do hill charges.

Drill: Triple S Run A Phase 2

Course Length: 6.5 km (with reversed procedure)
Frequency: Once a week, two days after Triple S Run A Phase 1
Shoes: Seperated toe runners (Hobbit boots)
Other Equipment: Same as above

Step 1: Strap on the sand-loaded backpack, start with walk and gradually increase pace to slow jog. Be conscious to land on balls of the feet rather than the heels.

Step 2: When coming to 2.5 km spot on the trail, head toward the river using frontal lunges to the same spot where the sand was first collected. Finish with a set of 20 prisoner squats, planks/push ups while wearing backpack.Take a two minute rest; hydrate.

Step 3: Remove backpack. Dump the all sand back onto the beach by the river. Return it to the same spot it was first found.

Step 4: Re-adjust backpack to allow for comfortable fit.

Step 5: Continue running the remainder of the course, using fartlek/interval training

Step 6: Do a hill charge at the steepest trail to get back into Diefenbacher Park and resume running at top speed for the rest of the course

Purpose (Phase 1): To start with a warm up to loosen the leg muscles with the jog, then gradually build strength in the calves, quadriceps, hamstrings, and knee and ankle joints.

Purpose (Phase 2): Start with full body strength training, finishing with core and upper body; then use the physical sensation of being lightened to build on speed and acceleration training.

Inspirations/Motivations:
  • That added weight of sand is equal to about the same amount of extra bulk I used to carry on me, plus a couple bags of groceries that added all that extra poundage. I seemed to have had no problem carrying around that extra food and lard before; therefore, I should be more eager to carry that same weight if it served to wear more of it off of me.
  • This weight was lighter than what most of the Canadian soldiers had to haul while wading through choppy shorelines, and charging up Juno beach under machine gun fire during WWII. By comparison, this looks pretty simple.
  • Being mindful that people in the Himalayas move up and down mountain paths that are only accessible by foot, on a daily basis, carrying more than this weight in rice, fuel, and other provisions just to live. People (mostly women) in some poorer African nations carry this weight or more of water (on their heads) over many kilometers just for their families' daily needs. It keeps me thankful that we live with access to many amenities to convenience and abundance.Walking or biking to a local store is not a hardship by comparison. 

Sunday, May 27, 2012

The Saskatchewan Marathon 2012: The 10 km Race, My Summary of It


This is my first competitive running race ever, so I have nothing to compare it to. Here are a few blurbs about what I encountered and did before, during, and after the 10 km Race of the Saskatchewan Marathon, just for my own interest and to see what worked for me, and what I’ll have to do as extra preparations for any future marathon races for which I may register.
My first racing bib number. I guess I can officially call myself a runner now.

The Day Before:  I did housecleaning and grocery shopping in the morning. I prepared slow-baked dry spice rubbed spare ribs, and crabmeat pasta salad for a bit of suppertime gluttony later (it was cheat day). Toured the course to study the elevation and where the water stations would be. I came back home, drank a litre of beer, then had a half hour nap. I walked from my place to the Marathon Expo to pick up my registration package. I walked back home, played with the features of my new wi-fi enabled blu-ray player. I had supper, watched a movie, drank a whole 2L bottle of kvas, read a couple books, had a long hot bath. I went to bed at 11:00 PM. I seemed to have opted for a lot of drinkable malt-based carbs.
Wake up/Breakfast on Day of Race: Alarm at 5:30; hit snooze and woke up at 6:15. Breakfast was a protein smoothie (one banana, ½ cup frozen blueberries, one scoop vanilla Kaizen whey powder, 1 cup kombucha tea); one grapefruit, two large cups of coffee (with creammilk and a dash of cinnamon).
Ten kilometer race start time: 8:00 AM, arrived 30 minutes early. The parking situation was totally crappy. Next time, come 45 minutes early. Thousands were there.
Start Position: I chose the 50 minute to 1 hour goal (middle) part of the pack. Next time I think I’ll pick the 45 to 50 minute goal position in the starting line.
Most Challenging Part(s) of the Race: The initial part of the start was very dense with people, and it was tricky to manoeuvre around some for the first half kilometer. I was stuck at the steeper downward hills near Red River Street. I use the hills to my advantage and speed down them, but I was stuck behind groups of people who were going down them too slow/cautiously. I wasted lots of time/distance/energy moving around sideways to bypass some of these people. The last kilometer was all uphill, and my right knee was showing signs of straining. I didn’t risk trying to charge up that last kilometer with that being so, and it was very draining as I came to the end.
Things I’m most pleased about with my performance: I passed a lot of people who looked a lot younger and fitter than I am, and kept them behind me (it was a bit of a confidence booster). Managed going uphill better than I thought I would. I managed to run OK without music. I didn’t injure myself. I also managed to finally discover a comfortable pace where I could run and rehydrate at the same time. I didn’t lose my tracking chip on my weirdly configured shoes (I saw a few of them that got shook off along the course).

Final Results:
  • Time: 55:49 (the average finishing time for my age/sex division was 57:50)
  • Rank: 277th (out of 1035 racers). In the top third.
  • Average Pace: 5:35/km (sounds normal for me)
  • Place in Sex Division: 150th (out of 315 men racing). In the top 50% range.
  • Place in Age Division: 31st (out of the 58 male runners in this race who were between 40-49 years old)
The Age/Sex Distribution of the 10 km Race of the 2012 Saskatchewan Marathon
A man's interpretation of the graph: Hmmm...the odds are pretty good in finding a fit athletic woman at such an event. A woman's interpretation of the graph: More women than men for this sweaty challenge, that figures. . .Lazy bastards!

After the Race: The race may have been over, but my training schedule said that I wasn’t done running yet. I went home, grabbed a snack, walked the dog, and then charged out of the place to run 14 more kilometers. I at least got to listen to tunes this time. It actually felt really good to shake off whatever remaining adrenaline there was left in me from after the race. I ran back near the marathon runners’ course, and cheered a few on as I passed by them going the opposite way. I hope it served to be encouraging.
What I’ve Learned: The 10 km race is a great introduction to long-distance racing, but I seem to be built or conditioned in such a way where I need to go further than ten. I still need a bit more conditioning for a half-marathon.
My reward(s): Doing the race itself was the greatest reward, proving to myself just how far I’ve come in the past year and a half in improving my health. The tangible treat I gave myself afterward was a classic collectable Blu-Ray DVD for my new player, Das Boot: The Director’s Cut. For my little running and racing triumphs, I’m opting to treat myself with non-caloric forms of satisfaction.
Grateful for: Daring myself to do this. Having my supportive friend coming to cheer me on. Having the day off to do this (and using the remainder of it to rest and recover). Lastly, but not least, I’d especially would like to thank the designers and crafters of the figure flattering clothing that is LuLuLemon women’s athletic wear. If I couldn’t be ahead of the pack, I’m at least thankful for LuLuLemon for giving me a great reason to follow and keep up to those fine ladies ahead of me.




Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Rainy Rest Day Reflection


I’m rather thankful that yesterday was so soggy and cloudy, as it gave me incentive to rest and heal up my legs properly. I only had a three hours of work yesterday, and today is a whole day off. Today, I hit the indoor track and the weight room, as the weather is a continuance of yesterday’s rain and gloom, but tomorrow it will be a 14.5 km trial outside, no matter what the weather throws at me in the morning. The remainder of today was used for menu planning/meal prep, reading, watching a classic comedy on DVD, and throwing on the random Genius mixes of my iTunes player to welcome a little bit of musical serendipity as I did some other research and while I wrote this.
My interests have been drifting all over the place on page and screen: from biomechanics to nutrition; from programming to practical application formulas; from wood-working/carving/cabinetry to container gardening; from travel to navigation/orienteering to mnemonic techniques and linguistics. Just random stuff, I couldn’t nail any one topic down to study with any great intensity or single mindedness; I couldn’t even think of anything that all these things had in common to use as a more meaningful basis for something to focus on. The orienteering stuff was inspired by a trip to Cabela’s today. I always wanted enough practical knowledge in navigation to get myself in and out of the wilderness, or through parts unknown, when I choose to veer off of the beaten paths while hiking, and to be able to do so with simply a compass and map rather than relying on GPS gear with limited battery life. Perhaps looking at the rest of the stuff was me just grasping at any intellectual pursuit to avoid all the cleaning and other household chores I need to do around here.
I know retreating into studying random stuff is probably one habit I use to cope with anxieties: turning instead to the external factual world rather than dealing directly with any internal irrational nervousness I may have. I think I am feeling a bit nervous because I dared myself to sign up for a race that is far ahead in advance of the half-marathon for which I’ve been training, and the realization how soon this new event is approaching has set me a little on edge. It’s only 10 kilometers, but with the little bit of extra added pressure, along with new unknowns, it might as well be a hundred. I have enough awareness of the physical aspects of running: getting to know intimately the limits of my strengths and weaknesses; the psychological part however is still very much a work in progress. I purposely threw this challenge in my way because I really needed to explore how I’d mentally deal with this radically different running environment* and take some of the shock away before I tried my bigger challenge later on this summer. Races are supposed to be fun and interesting challenges for oneself more than anything. I registered for this spontaneously to try to keep it so. Overtraining for any one event only piles on high expectations, and makes things seem more like a duty, and the pleasure in doing it for pleasure’s sake gets lost out of the equation. I’m trying to convert the nervousness into healthy excitement.

I’ve never learned how to settle myself very well when it comes to competitions, examinations, or testing. I always had, and sometimes still have, terrible bouts of performance anxiety. It continues to natter at me sometimes, despite formally studying psychology in some of my adult life. I’ve been guilty of frequently deluding myself and coming up with excuses that were less plausible and crazier sounding than the actual core issue. No test I ever took accounted accurately for what I honestly knew or could do, and I never had a teacher or instructor who ever cared enough to see that pushing through this quirk of mine was the bigger challenge for me than having knowledge of the actual test/subject material.** I don’t need to regale in all the instances and complexities during my lifetime where I’ve suffered badly from it, or how some assholes took advantage of me, and actively exploited/betrayed/ bullied me because of this weakness of mine. What is worse is the anger and rage I feel for myself for allowing it to happen. Admitting this now is hard enough to do; I don’t need to tip my hand any further by explaining how it manifests itself for me. The ways and tools I have at my disposal for dealing with this now are as equally personal and complex. It’s probably the greater part of the reason why I largely prefer to be left alone and independent while I work, play, learn things, or for generally doing almost everything else.
The Saskatchewan Marathon this coming Sunday will be my official inaugural step into the world of actual racing. The truth and reality is such that for now, I’m just a casual jogger; it isn’t until I begin competing alongside with others and wearing a race entrant number tag that I will become an actual runner.

*- I’m used to running alone all the time; running amidst and around throngs of other people is a radically different obstacle to reckon and adjust to for pacing myself.
**- A main reason why I have such a contempt for the education system (or at least the kind that I endured through as a youth). I liked learning; I loathed school.

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Big Steps Up, Proper Fueling, and Countering Obesity

By the end of this month, I should be reaching 2500 recorded running kilometers. Currently, I’m half way through week seven of marathon training; I'm just about half way through the whole training programme itself. I’m starting to verge into the realm of doing some extended hardcore runs, and compounded with the extra cycling, and strength training I’ve been doing, it demands a whole other pattern of habits and adjustments for consuming and expending energy. I was through all this last year; it means having to eat often throughout the day; it involves forcing myself to eat the right food at the right times, even when I don’t really feel like it, or when it’s far from convenient for me to do so. On some days, like the 22 plus kilometer run due this coming Sunday, it means something like an extra 2700 calorie intake (mostly as slow-burning carbs, which I really don’t prefer eating) just to last through such a training session. That means more than doubling my normal meal load. It makes me sick just to think about trying to haul around all that extra food in the gut (plus the extra water I’ll need to hydrate) while trying to run that distance. There are some people who can pack this in with no problem. At one time in my life I could have, but not anymore. Other people in their forties who can consume that on a regular basis, who don't run, would probably accumulate a weight of over 300 lbs. It led me to think about the impact of being that obese, not just for a person’s personal health, but for society, as more and more such people are becoming a more common sight.

I found an article from Men’s Health News saying that the cost to the American public for the impact created by the prevalence of obesity in that nation is $190 billion dollars, or around $608 per person. I became curious, and started crunching some numbers to try and estimate how much that would translate to as the equivalent sorts of costs to the Canadian public.

According to the global statistics site, NationMaster, the USA has the distinction of being the fattest nation in the world, ranking number one, with 30.6% of its population falling into the category of obese. Canada, by comparison, ranks as the 11th most obese nation on the planet, with 14.3% of Canadians having enough excess poundage to be classified as such. I think personally that this figure is wrong, and I believe that there are a lot more chubby Canadians around than the numbers say. Indubitably, that number is surely rising. Maybe this statistic was compiled during the summer/early fall months when we as the Canadian public generally swing toward more outside activity and are at the peak of our annual fitness level, and have more weight loss going on instead of weight gain. I think the major reason why many Canadians become overweight is because we are subjected to colder winter months during which there is a higher likelihood of more stagnation and inactivity (that’s my excuse anyway). That generalized theory doesn’t hold water though, since I was very surprised to see that warmer sunnier nations have higher obesity rates than we do, like Mexico (ranked 2nd), Australia (6th) and New Zealand (7th), while modern industrialized northern societies, with long cold winter seasons similar to Canada, have lower rates of obesity than our nation, such as Finland (ranked 15th), Iceland (17th), Sweden (21st), and Norway (26th).

Anyway, for now I’m using the US data to interpolate Canada’s cost to deal with the public impact of obesity, since we share a lot of common food and lifestyle choices. By interpolating from each nation’s population numbers and respective percentages of obese people, I calculated that the number of Americans who are obese outnumber obese Canadians by twenty times. I figured out that proportionately, it then would cost the Canadian public, 1.057 billion dollars to manage the impact of obesity population: roughly costing each Canadian $31 on a per capita basis to nationally deal with the impact of our overweight citizens (in theory)*.

Rather than us forking over $31 each to the taxman to finance a public battle against obesity, which of course would be inflated to whatever obscene figure to account for a wasteful cost for administration and bureaucracy, why don’t we all try to do our own experiments in home economics to gain victory over our own personal battles of the bulge, that will ultimately allow us to keep and save a hell of a lot more than $31 per year**. My own money saving strategies, which automatically translate into a means of weight control are:

·         I cycle or walk as often as I can during the spring, summer, and early fall to work. Even though it’s a relatively short distance, my fuel savings are tremendous.

·         I’m blessed with urban living in that I walk or cycle for grocery shopping during the same aforementioned seasons of the year. When I do this, I’m automatically set with a limit as to how much I can physically carry home. It forces me to be mindful about what I really need; if I really do need more, it translates as more exercise in making return trips to the stores or markets, or learning to do without for the time being, and avoiding stuffing myself with that extra food.

·         In trying to avoid excess useless bulk to haul home by bike or on foot, it pretty much eliminates canned/bottled drinks (pop and juice) as a shopping choice; which are major culprits in excessive empty calorie intake. I drink more water, coffee, or tea at home. Milk jugs/cartons are the only drink containers I get at the grocery store. Wine and beer are pretty much the only other bottled drinks I consume (and I make and store those at home, or I walk to a local licensed restaurant or lounge/parlour to have them). The higher liquor prices in these places ensure that I drink in moderation.

·         The produce, dairy, and meat sections of the store are pretty much where I spend most of my time when grocery shopping. Thus, I’m more likely to walk out of there then with food that’s less tainted with preservatives, excess sugar, and salt. The only frozen food I buy is meat/seafood, veggies, and fruit for protein smoothies. If it has been pre-battered/pre-fried it stays in the freezer (trans-fats).

·         I turn off cable TV service during the summer; without planting my ass in front of a TV set I automatically find ways to be more active.

·         Despite having a limited balcony space, I still set up a container garden. When I put effort and energy into trying to grow and harvest my own food, I feel more obligated to use it right.

·         I purchase good food boxes from the CHEP program. It has a double benefit: I get a variety of nutritious fruit, and my money goes to support a programme to help feed children, and educate them about, nutritious food.

These methods at least give me more months of losing weight than I have gaining it back over winter. Sure, I knowingly sacrifice some convenience, but I believe over-convenience is a big part of the problem with a population gaining excessive weight. I tend to live like an average European over the snow-free months. If more people around did the strategies I just mentioned, I would think that our nation’s obesity rate would drop to be on par with some of the European nations that rate between positions twenty and thirty in the obesity rate rankings.  

I know I risk sounding a bit bigoted by posting this: making myself seem anti-fat. More accurately, I’m pro-fit and a strong believer that an ounce of prevention is worth more than a pound of cure: preferring to directly embrace the positive rather than trying to fool myself and others into believing that a condition that is sapping away one’s quality of life is somehow normal or positive. We can’t make systems better by purposely spending billions of dollars adjusting for that which is objectionable, and yet for the most part correctable on the individual’s level.  When we accommodate too much it’s like we are supporting a person’s right to be obese or addicted to anything in general, and basically enabling them for a course of poorer health. Let’s get real and face it, most obese people really don’t want to be that fat, and less concerned about gaining a right to be fat. Survey any group of people who have experienced both physical conditions in their life: once where they were very fit and healthy, and then some other point in their lifetimes when they were very overweight***, and then ask them to compare the two lifestyles. I’m sure 99.9% of those surveyed would say that they were more pleased and comfortable with their general physical and mental well-being when they were on the fit end of the spectrum. They weren’t putting a strain on themselves, and they weren’t draining the public health system when they were fit and healthy. Sadly though, we are seeing more and more cases of people who have never known what it is like to actually be fit at any time throughout their lives. They started out being fat from childhood right through to adulthood, and thus have been completely estranged from any idea of what a healthier, more positive lifestyle is actually like. Obese people are uncomfortable to say the least; thence comes a whole plague of marketing gimmicks to exploit their suffering. Sadly, now it seems like there is a whole marketing system happening globally that necessarily needs obese people to exist.

There was a saying I heard a while ago that makes perfect sense to me: if you aren’t going to use time, energy, and money to try to stay healthy, you’ll have to learn how to deal with wasting time, energy, and money being sick. I would venture to guess that 80-90 percent of medical aid given and hospital care is due to ignorance and stupidity, either by accidents afflicted by someone onto the patient, or because of the patient’s own wrong-doing or poor lifestyle choices (I’d say mostly due to the latter). Sloth and gluttony are getting to be too common as the reasons why people are setting themselves up for future long-term medical care, or worse. Obesity is a preventable thing with a bit of personal effort and discipline, and nothing you or I should be shelling out extra tax dollars for to fix.
*- I think is a gross underestimation of what the actual cost would be here in Canada. The article listed and stressed more about the costs of converting public utilities over to accommodate obese bodies in the US. However, given that we have a universal healthcare system that the USA doesn’t have, we as Canadians would have to factor in the costs of things in our tax bill like obesity linked medical interventions like pharmaceutical aids to treat Type 2 Diabetes and atherosclerosis (insulin, lipostatin drugs, blood pressure regulators, etc.) and consequential surgeries and therapies (cardiac procedures, stroke recovery, joint repair, hip replacements, etc.), and resulting hospital stays/staff wages etc. . . you get the picture: the cost is a lot more exorbitant than 31 dollars a year per person. The sector of our population that doesn’t pay taxes; yet has the highest rates of lifestyle related illnesses/health risks complicates the matter further (you know who you are).
** The article didn’t state the time period over which that $608 was spent, so let us assume it’s annually given that it relates to public spending budgets/taxes. I didn't distinguish the monetary values as American or Canadian dollars since today the two currencies are very close to being at parity. It's enough to realize that the figures are approaching something very astronomical.

***-Myself included, I’ve been there too; not 300 lbs big, but significantly overweight. I don’t wish this curse on anyone. Being civil toward and accepting of people who are overweight is just a matter of respect and human dignity, and accept that they may have the potential to change with the right motivators. However, the promoting of the social movement of “fat acceptance”: actively tolerating the lowering standard of health that is ultimately destructive to the well-being for others is stupid. We might as well promote “tobacco acceptance”, “alcohol-abuse acceptance” or “crystal meth acceptance” if we were to use that line of thinking. Love the sinner: hate the sin.

Sunday, May 13, 2012

My Thoughts on Dieting and Cheat Days

With marathon training, also comes trying to zero in on a proper diet. I was pleased with my weigh-in yesterday. I’m losing the right kind of weight: I’m starting to see a significant drop in my body fat percentage. I was also asked by a co-worker, as she perused through a pharmacy flyer, about my opinion of nutritional supplements and the weight loss pills promising to shed pounds off instantly. Generally, my answer was that I thought crash diet pills are largely a scam: most of them are substances that are loaded with some combination of diuretics, excessive caffeine, or other stimulants that put one on a cycle of rebounding, and ultimately only do more harm than good. When people ask me about what I have practiced for any real weight loss success, they don’t generally like or want to accept the answer that I give them: I don’t believe in anything except hard work, persistence, and patience. I probably looked a bit hypocritical after I explained that, since she saw me sampling a dessert later that day. That’s because I mentioned this during the day which was also my “cheat” day: when I get to eat anything I want; usually sampling those fatty, greasy, salty, sugary, carb-laden things I’ve listed as cravings in the previous six days of the week. The weekly cheat day (Saturday for me) is important for the following reasons:

1.       It gives the metabolism a large boast, which will prevent the thyroid from resetting itself to a lowered energy burning level

2.       For banking enough sufficient nutrients, minerals, water and energy for the super-tough workout you will have to do on the following day (e.g. the 19 plus kilometers of running I’ve done today), and getting adequate protein to heal from the pounding taken earlier in the week (provided you cheat with some high protein meals)

3.       To dissuade and deter any feelings of deprivation. You can still eat anything you want; you just can’t eat that thing exactly when you want it. It allows you to take one step back and six steps forward: which will still advance your progress, as opposed to one forward, one back, one more forward, one more back, maybe one more back,which leaves you stuck in exactly in the same spot or worse

4.       Most importantly, I think for me at least, is that a cheat day will undoubtedly change the perception and attitude of the food that initially was craved before. If you gorge yourself on enough of it, there will be a higher likelihood that you wouldn’t want to eat it again for a long while.

Here are the strategies I use to make my cheat days count, and to stay disciplined on my regular dieting days:

·        Note what you are craving. I actually use the notepad, or the camera on my iTouch to make a list and/or capture those instances when I am at anytime craving something. Record it, and be very specific. The iTouch/iPhone* note and photo apps are great in that they also automatically date/timestamp the photo or entry, so you can note any patterns of times of the day when you typically get any particular craving. Save them and review them when your chosen cheat day comes. Then, decide if you really want to eat any of the items you listed. You’ll realize that some were just fleeting moments of temptation; let them be so and let them pass and feel proud that you gained some willpower and discipline. Around 80% of the things I initially want and note as cravings are just passing fancies. Some other cravings on the list are still enticing, so indulge in any of them on the cheat day.

·        Really make an effort to taste and savour your foods on the cheat day. Hint: when you eat slower, you’ll feel fuller faster. Ask yourself, and discover what it is that you really love about this particular food you’ve chosen. Is it for one of the four basic taste sensations (sweet, sour, bitter, salty)? Is it the texture (creamy, crispy, chewy, etc.)? Is it a particular flavour (spice, herbs,chocolate, butter, fruit, etc)?  For any one of those naughty food treats with those characteristics, there is a healthier alternative or substitute out there with those same prefered qualities of flavour or texture to use on your non-cheat days. Stock up on them.

·        If your cravings for fast-food/junk food are triggered by a TV commercial, get real and tell yourself that it always looks better on TV than it actually is, and paying dearly for, and then getting something that ends up being mediocre is a waste of your time and money. Don’t be a sucker to the mass-media.

·        Be mindful that there is a sometimes a big difference between a food’s smell, and its taste. For instance, I love the smell of freshly baked bread, but I’m quite indifferent to the actual taste of bread in general, plus I’m mindful that it usually has to be doctored up with something else that’s usually calorie loaded, like butter, or jam, to make it tastier. Don’t allow yourself to fall into the trap of eating something just because it smells good. If the smell is better than the actual taste, just allow yourself to enjoy the smell.

·        Reserve your most intensive workout day of the week on the day after the cheat day. There is a price to pay for that reckless abandon. For the rest of the week you pursue moderation in exercise, rest as needed, and stick to your diet.

I would guess that this cheat day strategy would be very challenging for people who are majorly obese, prone to being impulsive, have addictive personalities, who can’t offset their need for instant gratification, or too damn stubborn or obsessive to think of alternatives outside the limited set of things that they think will give them satisfaction.
Food addiction is not like anything else we construe as addictive, like smoking, gambling, drinking, or other drugs, because we actually need food to physically survive, and we just can’t treat it like any other bad habit that we could eliminate entirely. It's our relationship to it that has to change. Cheat days are valuable for contemplating the value of the quality and quantity of the food intake we have. It is a day of indulgence, but also a day of being mindful of one’s consumption: a positive new habit that most people struggling with weight problems have probably never ever explored before. I think that is the major factor that will determine if a diet will work for someone or not.

*-Addendum: regarding iTouch, it doesn't work so hot for editing blog entries, the spacing screws up somehow. In other words, I'm really not that careless as a writer if you saw all the spacing errors earlier before i corrected them.

Sunday, May 6, 2012

One Year's Worth of Making Tracks


The sky was dripping rain and dreary looking, the high temperature for today was only eight degrees Celsius, but that didn’t make it a bad weekend. This weekend was a blessing for me in that I got to take in a running workshop, the first one of its kind I ever attended. It didn’t deal with anything specific about the physical aspects of running, but I did gain so much insight about the psychological aspects of running. I heard a sort of a review of things that I have already used as strategies, and I gleaned even more ideas as to what to do to conquer a course. I’m glad I attended.
I took the stuff to heart and challenged myself to run my 16 kilometer objective for today, despite the rain and wind. Running in depressing, cold dampness is my ultimate peeve; at least that was the old mindset I had that I decided to abandon today, as it wasn’t going to serve me. Today, I just chalked it up as an experience, and decided not to tag an emotion on it. When the wind blew hard against me, I imagined it simply blowing through me; being thankful that it was helping to cool me down. When the rain was drenching me, I instead thought about how cleansing it was compared to being coated with acrid sweat. It was just a matter of becoming one with the elements. As damp and miserable as other people made it out to be, I was all smiles, and had them to share with the other joggers who were as tough/determined/crazy to stick it out there with me on a day like today as I encountered and passed by them. I was honestly feeling really good throughout the first half of the course, right up until when my right calf got a bad cramp that wouldn’t release itself. This was nothing that I could make into a positive spin, this was a harsh reality of taking these kinds of risks. I’d be stupid to think that I was exempt from any injury from doing this, today was just the kind of day where conditions were right for it to manifest itself. When running in the rain, one doesn’t automatically think to hydrate oneself; it’s still very necessary. Plus, I didn’t do so adequately yesterday morning when it was just as overcast. The result was no doubt a cumulative after effect of dehydration and loss of electrolytes. I’ve had minor cramps while running before, and I could walk them out, but this baby was major, and I only risked greater injury stressing it more through extra movement. A setback for sure, but I’m not letting this upset me; just using it for a lesson. I’m especially thankful that my friend was available to help me get back home.
To summarize, it has been bittersweet: I lost the ability to run for a while; just barely able to walk, but I gained a whole new respect for daring to run in inclemency and channeling a better way to focus through it. I’m only going to be tougher, wiser, and more courageous after this.

I noticed today that I completed 366 recorded runs. That equates to using a full (leap) year to hit the trails and pavement daily for jogging and running. Considering that I've been doing all this for that long without major injury or serious incident, I should consider myself lucky.
Holy crap! Noting and realizing this now, I’m thinking that this running business is starting to turn into some sort of passion for me.

Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Mnmlism: My Idea of Being Happy

The following is an entry that I wish I had the sense to write before. These are not my words, they are those of Leo Babauta, who is: a writer, blogger, runner, and what I would call a good "habit consultant". I thought that he has what I would call a very enviable lifestyle; I'm coming to realize that I'm close to having the same deal happening for me. His words in the brief passage I provided are a good enough philosophy to help me be mindful, and to get through those days that seem super-challenging and fraught with uncertainty. It describes my idea of happiness perfectly, and it seemed right to share this with those who are still yet mystified and wondering why I generally prefer living with the degree of simplicity in my personal environment that I currently do. His words are as follows:

mnmlist: as happy as possible

I believe I’m as happy as it is possible to be.
I’m not crying out in ecstatic pleasure, or streaming tears of joy, but I am very happy. It’s not a peak of happiness, but a plateau of happiness that can go on for as long as I live.
This is a happiness I wish on everyone alive. The question then is, what are the factors that contribute to my happiness?
Here’s what I don’t have:
  1. A huge house
  2. Massive wealth
  3. Fancy clothes
  4. A nice car
  5. A powerful job
  6. Cable TV
And I don’t believe having any of those would contribute to greater happiness than I already have. Here’s what I do have that contribute to my happiness:
  1. Time
  2. Loving relationships
  3. Meaningful work
  4. Health
  5. Books
  6. Enough
The first six are seen as the goals of society by many people. The second six make me very happy, and I believe I have them because I decided to forgo the first six. I recommend this path.