Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Day 3 - C25K

Day 3 and the end of Week 1 on the program was actually yesterday but I never had time to post.   It has been going well.  I have been walking at a 3.5 mph pace and running at 4.5 mph.  For Week 2 I'd like to bump up the running to 4.6 mph.   Baby steps!

I had planned to start Week 2 this morning but talked myself out of going.  Bad me :(

I started at 177.2 lbs and was at 176.0 today.  21 lbs to goal.  I know I can, I know I can, I know I can....

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Saturday, July 25, 2015

Day 2: C25K

Good evening and welcome to Day 2.

I made it to the gym.  I did the program.  Yay me!

Then I went out and saw Magic Mike XXL.  Om nom nom.

It's a rough life I lead, I tell you.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Day 1 - C25K

MUST EAT ALL THE THINGS!

This is my reaction to completing Day 1 of the C25K program.  I forgot about this part of running.  Or really, doing any physical activity farther than the couch to the bathroom.

But I did complete Day 1, nearly two weeks after I planned to start the program.  Last week I came down with a wicked sore throat that lasted an entire week.  Then I slept for a whole weekend (just about, really -- think I was awake about 12 hours out of 48).  Then I procrastinated all damn week this week.  Finally I recruited my friend Julie to get my ass to the gym, and today was that day!

As you may recall, I lost about 35 pounds last year when I got sick.  I've been curious to see how that impacts my running.  They say you gain two seconds per mile per pound lost.  That should make me a minute ten faster overall.  Today I stuck to 4.5 mph running on the treadmill, which I think translated into under a 14 minute mile.  I felt like I could definitely go faster but decided not to break myself on the first day.  We go back to the gym tomorrow, and I think Julie is going to do the program with me.  At least, she downloaded the app.  Now I need to find a 5K to do, maybe something in September.  I do want to run the Halloweenathon again this year (the bling!) but want to do something earlier than that.  There is a 5K in Beaverton on September 5, maybe I'll do that one.  And it's only $10 without the commemorative t-shirt (which I'm guessing is cotton).  And it starts at 9:00 a.m.  Hmm...

Think I'll go grab some trail mix for a snack.  Thanks for reading!

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, July 9, 2015

A long, strange year

Blogger tells me I last posted in June 2014.  At that time, I was still really sick as a result of gastroparesis.  I'd stopped running, I'd stopped working out (such that I was), and I'd stopped eating anything resembling a balanced diet.



Skip forward a tad to August 2014, when the attacks suddenly stopped.  The only thing I did differently around that time was go off the pill.  Could be the reason, could be a contributing factor, could just be that this thing stopped as suddenly as it came on.  I still have nausea on a regular basis (usually in the mornings) but I haven't made a trip to the ER or the hospital since August 2014.

Between then and now, not much has changed in terms of healthy habits.  Still no running, no working out, no balanced diet.  Still maintaining a 35 pound weight loss, though I've lost all that muscle tone I had when I was running.  There's less of me to be jiggly, but what's left is soft.  And I'm less than 20 pounds from my goal weight.



Something needs to change.

That something is me.

Let's start with exercise.  I get in around 4,000 steps a day in my normal life.  I miss running.  Well, maybe not the actual physical process of running, which tends to involve a lot of early mornings and exertion, but the fitness I received from it, the friends I made, the feeling you get when you complete a run, and of course doing the races.  While I may not break any land-speed records ever, I do get to brag that I've run two marathons, about a dozen half marathons, and many, many 5Ks.  Most people I know will only run if on fire.  Since the beginning of 2014 I'm not even sure I would've run even then.

I've got a long way to go to get back into running on a regular basis.  My goal is to start with the Couch to 5K program.  I've got the app and everything.  I want to do a Monday-Wednesday-Friday schedule for this program so Monday is D Day.  Or maybe R Day.  My ultimate goal here is one more marathon.  I know I've got one more in me.  I also want to do Shamrock and Rock 'n Roll again.
I also want to get back into belly dancing.  Unfortunately there are pretty much no places for classes on the westside of town.  Pretty much everything is across the river or downtown, which makes getting to a 6:00 p.m. class nearly impossible when you work until 5:30 p.m.  I could start work earlier on those days, but traffic would still be tough and money is a factor.  So instead I ordered several DVDs plus a new coin belt (in purple!).  The core benefits you get from belly dancing are amazing, and it's fun to do.  I want to get really competent in the basics and then maybe I'll be in a position to take some intermediate or higher classes.



I am also determined to start doing yoga.  I like the idea of yoga more than actually doing it, but I need the flexibility you get from it.

Then there's weights.  I need muscle tone, especially in my sad, flabby arms.

As for food, I need to think on that some more.  There are some veggies I believe I should still avoid (high fiber ones like broccoli, cauliflower, and green beans) for GI purposes.  Salad needs to be eased back into.  That leaves mushrooms, cucumber, and carrots as my main veggies.  I may do a Whole 30 once I get used to eating veggies again (and fruit -- I seem determined to court a case a scurvy).  Again, lots of planning that needs to go into getting back into a balanced diet.

Of course now you're thinking "Wow!  That's really ambitious and you're setting yourself up for failure!"  Don't worry, I'm thinking that too.  So I'm going to be doing all this very, very slowly.  I should be able to do the C25K program for starters -- that's three days a week for 30 minutes per day.  Who can't do that?  Then I'll add in a cross training day per week, belly dancing or yoga, maybe in about a month.  Until then I'll do it randomly when the mood hits.  Again, belly dancing is really fun and there's cardio involved.  Yoga is relaxing.  It'll depend on my mood.



Food I'll be tweaking throughout.  I've got to get used to say having a sweet potato with dinner, or some carrots.  A real protein source.  Some fruit.  And then add from there.  God knows I've got enough cookbooks to do this.  I used to do it fairly well.  Just need to plan, plan, plan, plan, plan.



Well, that's me.  How have you all been doing?

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, June 12, 2014

The magic of a $99.99 special

Hi everyone!

Guess what I've been doing these days?

If you answered with vomiting and getting admitted yet again to the hospital, you would be correct!

New gastro issue this time, my small intestine decided the stomach was getting way too much attention so it got inflamed to the point that (a) they thought I had appendicitis and (b) it triggered a gastroparesis attack.  So off to the ER I went.  Tip for you:  Never go to the ER on a Monday morning if you can help it.  Everybody suffers through the weekend with their crap and then Monday morning decide they just can't face the office and perhaps they should go to the ER.  I waited over three hours -- start at 6:30 a.m. -- to get a bed.  By about one they had ruled out appendicitis and ruled in enteritis (inflammation of the small intestine) and decided to admit me.  Luckily only a 24 hour stay this time; I swear you can hear a taxi meter chiming off the dollars every second you're in the hospital.

The title of this post refers to me believing that maybe I can actually lose weight.  Around Christmastime I got myself a Fitbit Flex.  Right after that I got really sick with all of this GI stuff so it wasn't until about a month ago that I set up some of the dashboard stuff like a weight goal.  Back in my high school days I weighed 154 lbs for forever.  No matter what I did or didn't do, I was at 154 and I was (mostly) happy there.  Freshman year in college I was walking everywhere and got down to 145 which was great but 154 seems like a better goal.  For one thing, 50+ pounds is easier to lose than 60+ pounds.

And hence the title.  When I put in my weight goal, the Fitbit dashboard tells you how many pounds you have to lose to get there.  And apparently the Fitbit can do math better than I can, or maybe it just did the actual math.  At any rate, suddenly I didn't have to lose 50+ pounds.  I only had to lose 48.   Which is better than 50.  Fifty sounds like such an impossible goal.  "I'd have to never eat and work out five times a week to lose 50 pounds!"  But less than fifty?  Totally doable.  Forty-eight pounds is nearly 45 pounds.  Then you're almost to 40 and once you hit 40 that's practically 30.  Once you've got less than 30 pounds to lose that's almost 20 and then you're nearly at your goal weight.  Right?

With the fun flare up last week, the gastroparesis seems to be stuck.  Not in the ER but not eating very well.  I get hungry, which is a good sign, but then I get full really quickly.  Consequently today I only have 41.8 lbs to lose.  That's almost only 30 pounds left to go!

And this is why everybody wants to shop in Oregon where there's no sales tax.   Your purchase will be $104.23?  Too much.  Only $99.99?  Sign me up!

I'm off to try to eat some Spaghetti-Os.  Nice, squishy, there's-kind-of-a-vegetable-in-there Spaghetti-Os.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Thursday, May 1, 2014

Catching up

I've actually been up to quite a bit lately and that even includes some exercise!  As promised, at the bottom are some pictures from the Tulip Festival from when I ran ("ran") the Blooms to Brews 10K.  It was an incredibly bright day when I took these but the overexposure really makes the colors pop.

The weekend after Blooms to Brews I went to Bend to visit my friend S's dog Kip (the black dog smiling below).  Okay, also my friend S and her husband and her other dog Lily (the white dog below) and the four kittens they were fostering.  S is the one who fostered my two gigantoids; she raises good pets.  We've been friends since about 1997 and when she lived here we used to hike all the time.  In the early days she had an awesome Collie named Jasper and then later it was Kip and I had my dogs and then later Lily joined in.  My dogs got too old to hike and Kip -- a tripawd -- is also a senior dog and can't go very far anymore either.  But every time I go visit we do go hiking and this time we took Lily and some other friends out to hike the Falls River trail.  As you can see, absolutely beautiful and really great weather -- it snowed like a week later down there.  

I also got in a kitten fix.  Two boys and two girls, only a few weeks old and about as big as your hand.  Sadly the buff colored boy didn't thrive with them (from a different litter) so he's now being fostered by a vet tech to give him some extra attention and medical-y stuff.  The other three are definitely thriving and growing like gangbusters.  So cute!

In other news, I finally made it to the gym I joined.  Planet Fitness is right up the street from my house and I find all of the purple amusing as well as the fact that they spelled judgment wrong everywhere (no extra "e" people!).  My friend Julie joined too so now we've set up a schedule of three times a week, Tuesday and Thursday at o'dark thirty and then Saturday mornings.  Julie still can't run and won't for quite a while so this is a good way for me not only to get my butt into the gym (failure to show up means being hassled unmercifully by text message) but to take it easy in building a base back up.  Plus, weights; I have zero upper body strength.  Really, I don't know how I manage to keep upright with these boobs.

I also joined a Meetup group that does walks and hikes on the westside at times I can actually go.  I did my first four mile hilly walk with them on Monday (and got in a dog fix, we had three corgis, a weimeraner, and a greyhound) and plan to hike with them on Sunday.  I'll be running again in no time!

























Cheers,
the CilleyGirl

Tuesday, April 15, 2014

Race Recap: Blooms to Brews

I know, I know:  What on earth is a race recap doing on this blog?  I promise, I'll mention something about vomit in here somewhere.

I spent my weekend up in Woodland, Washington, which is about 20 minutes north of Portland, for the second running of the Blooms to Brews.  They have both a half and a 10K, I ran the 10K.  And I actually did do some running!

I drove up Saturday, late morning.  It's about a 40 minute drive from my house to Woodland.  Blooms to Brews is part of the Woodland Tulip Festival and I've finally been ready to see some tulips after The Great Tulip Overdose of 1995.  Don't ask.  Okay, ask:  In 1995 my mom and I went to La Conner, Washington, where tulips are A Big Deal.  There are three bulb companies up there and acres of tulips.  And irises and daffodils.  We spent a whole day touring tulip fields and shooting photos.  I shot eight rolls of film.  I never wanted to see another tulip after that for a very, very long time.  And I hadn't until this weekend.

Anyhow.  The tulip festival is just one company and a couple of fields.  They have a small display garden showing off the niftier varieties of tulips other than your standard red and yellow smooth petaled tulips.  I haven't downloaded the photos yet but if they turned out well (it was really sunny, I think everything turned out overexposed) I'll post a few here some time.  I did not get tulip'd out.  I did get sugar'd out though; there were about 15 vendors and I bought way too much sugar.  Some amazing almond toffee (like almond roca but with extra added crack), some caramel macchiato spiced almonds (great post-race snack), and I bought some really great raw blackberry honey from a guy who looked just like Uncle Sy from Duck Dynasty.  Can't wait to have that in my tea!  Also bought some yummy mustard called "Fool's Gold" that I think is a honey dijon'ish taste.

Stayed overnight in Woodland even though this is fairly close to home but I wanted a mini break and it turned out so did a lot of my fellow Portlanders, which was cool.  Sunday morning was the race and despite an initially chilly wind it was perfect weather, about mid 50s at start and into the 60s by the end.

I spent the first five minutes cursing myself and wondering why I'd ever thought I could do this on zero training.  My right quad had been tight going in to the race and it bugged me throughout.  But after the first mile I started warming up and enjoying myself.  Although we were on roads that were not closed to traffic -- and some drivers don't understand moving aside for runners, we have a permit to be out here dammit, we all almost got hit a couple of times -- the race went past Horseshoe Lake, the tulip fields, and then the Lewis River.  It was an out and back.  I walked part of mile one, all of mile two and a smidge of three with a couple of lovely ladies down from Spokane and then at the water stop they stopped to take their time and I decided to try some running.


Look at some of those negative splits!  Official finish time was 1:38:38.

As part of your race entry, everyone got a BBQ pulled pork sandwich and beer afterwards.  My stomach laughed at the thought of beer ("Try it and I'll vomit!" - obligatory vomit reference) but the pulled pork was really good.  As I was eating I ended up chatting with the ten year old son of the people who had put on the race.  So cute, he was a one-man PR machine.  They're adding a marathon next year and the boy told me they were going to have finisher medals for the 10K too next year.  Speaking of the medal, check out that link above to see the medal; it's a purple Solo cup that's a bottle opener and it is about the size of my hand.  I was deeply jealous the 10Kers didn't get one too.

Post-race my quad was shredded and my legs were tired but on the whole I felt pretty good.  Probably better than I should, considering my lack of fitness and training.  Glad I did the race though!  I'd enjoy doing it again next year, here's hoping I'll be in shape for that one.

Cheers,
the CilleyGirl