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When Should I Speak Up?

When you change your lifestyle, or at least any significant part of it, and it yields good results, you want to shout it out from the rooftops. You want to tell everyone and anyone what you’re doing, because you want them to find the same success that you have found.

So when is a good time to volunteer (unprovoked) information about all you’ve been doing, and all that someone else could be doing?

Almost never.

IΒ would say never, but there are always exceptions tucked in dark corners, so I’ll say almost never to leave room for exceptions.

Do you remember yourself, back before you started to make changes? If you had spent a meal with someone, and they critiqued the food and your eating the entire meal, would that have changed what you ate? My money’s on NO. But it would have made you resent the person and perhaps do what you could to avoid eating with them again.

You become “that person.”

I’m sure there are things now that people could preach at you about that you’re just not ready or wanting to change. Everyone has different priorities.

For example: on Thanksgiving, I didn’t eat any turkey or gravy. Everyone there already knew I’m vegetarian, and no one β€” including me β€” said anything about it. I also didn’t eat any dessert. When offered, I said, “No thank you. I’m skipping sugar this weekend.”

Was there anything on the table I could have commented on? Um, yes. Probably everything. But we didn’t gather at Thanksgiving to eat a well-balanced healthy meal and discuss the merits of doing so. We gathered to be together on what has become a holiday spent with family.

If anyone had asked my thoughts on any of the dishes, I surely would have answered them carefully but honestly. (Carefully because someone in the room prepared each dish. It would be rude to cut them down, especially in front of everyone else.) If anyone had asked why I was skipping sugar, I would have told them. (Empty calories were a reason, but I had bigger reasons. Everyone just assumed I was “being good.”)

But no one asked. So I didn’t volunteer. And it’s OK. If people want to talk about it, I can talk for hours πŸ™‚ But only by request.

The other piece is: if people ask me how I do what I do, then of course, I’ll tell them. I start in not too much detail and allow room for questions. It’s easy to launch into a soliloquy, but that’s typically not what people are looking for.

Again, it serves you well to tread lightly in many areas, and I don’t usually argue much when people say, “I could never [do anything healthy].” Of course they can. They haven’t chosen to do it yet. But it’s not likely that me pounding them over the head (with what amounts to guilt and shame) is going to change their life β€” or our conversation, or our relationship β€” for the better.

If you’ve made an obvious body transformation, people will ask if they want to know.

Everyone is on their own path. Let them.


Tri for Fun

Because my most recent race was in the midst of breast cancer awareness, I didn’t post about it when it was timely.

It was my fourth triathlon, my first in San Diego.

I would love to tell you about how fun it was, but honestly, it wasn’t fun.

I raced at the end of a week of vacation (that’s how the schedule worked out β€”Β I didn’t plan it that way). My body didn’t feel good.

And the morning of the race, it was cold and raining.

All three previous races were in the Phoenix area and it was at least warm if not hot, and the skies certainly were clear. So I’m used to getting out of the water, getting on my bike, and being dry within a mile.

This time, not so much.

Because of the nature of racing (it’s exercise), once I got moving in the water, I wasn’t cold any more, but I was wet.

Anyway, it happens. Not every race is going to be a great race. That’s OK.

Compared to my previous races (and not compared to other racers), my swim time was OK, my bike time was OK, and my run time was slow slow slow, even for me.

I am, in general, a slow racer. I am completely at peace with this. I would like to make myself faster, and typically, I do, but it’s really just to beat myself. I don’t anticipate hitting the medal stand any time in the next 50 years, after which point, I might win my age group by virtue of being the only one in it πŸ˜‰

I could work to make myself more competitive, but I don’t want to. I do triathlon for fun. The amount of training that I put into it is all that I want to put into it. As soon as the training schedule becomes more rigid or time-consuming, it’s work, not play, and I don’t want to do that.

If my desire to make it work and be competitive changes, well, then I’ll change my course. Until then, it’s just a dip, a spin, and a stroll.

Do you do anything for fun where you reject others’ encouragement to be competitive?

Thanksgiving Tips

A friend was celebrating a weight loss milestone, which got me to thinking: I know a lot of people who are successfully taking weight off. I wonder how much they’ve done all together.

So I posted a Facebook query:

I have lost 15 pounds since [The Kid] was born. Another friend is celebrating a weight loss milestone. I know a few other friends who have been shedding pounds for a few months or a few years. Can we get a cumulative total here? Any of you who want to chime in (whether I’m aware of your fat loss path or not), please do!

23 people commented; 22 commented about weight loss. Achievements ranged from 10 to 91 pounds.

Cumulative total, including the 15 I’ve taken off: 726 pounds!

I hope that the timing of the post (and of this post) helps those 22 people to remember how hard they’ve worked to get where they are, and that they can enjoy a delicious meal tomorrow without consuming two days’ worth of calories at one meal.

And now, I hope you remember, too!

I have seen a smattering of posts talking about revving up, getting ready, etc. for blind overindulgence tomorrow. It’s as if people don’t feel like they’re getting their holiday’s worth if they aren’t uncomfortable and/or sick at the end of the meal.

If you “need” to wear special pants, feel bloated and disgusting, etc., then no tips to help curb overeating will help β€” you want to overeat.

I used to be like that. For a long time. I get it.

I’m also glad I’m not like that any more. Will this be the year you say, “I’m not like that any more”? The year you realize you can enjoy the meal without pain?

If you’re looking for some practical in-the-trenches tips, check out Jenn’s post here. She is in the midst of an amazing body transformation journey that is so exciting to witness!

If you’re looking for more psychological tips, read on.

The first one, actually, is the same: the day is not just about food. Surely, there will be at least one person at the dinner table who you like? Make Thanksgiving about them πŸ™‚ Seriously, though, I hope there is at least some piece of this holiday that you are looking forward to that isn’t food. If not, perhaps this is the year to come up with one. Start a new tradition.

Give thanks for your body … and then mean it by fueling it properly. Overeating β€” especially on most of the foods that are commonly available β€” is stressful for your body, in addition to the weight that is likely to creep on.

Eat mindfully. Notice how the food looks and smells. Feel it in your mouth. Notice how it tastes. Pay attention to it. You could eat three bites of something slowly in the same amount of time that you eat twice as many quickly. Slow down and savor.

Food stops tasting as good after the first couple of bites β€” our taste buds get sated. So, combining this tidbit with the previous β€” take just a few bites and really enjoy them, before the novelty of their taste wears off.

Stop when you are full. Seriously. If dinner is over and you are full, don’t eat dessert yet. Wait an hour or two or three and then have a slice of pie. Afraid the vultures will eat it all? Take a slice and hoard it until later πŸ˜‰

It will take you a long time to work off a lot of extra calories. Way longer than it will take you to consume them. Consider if it’s worth the extra workout time (or running a reasonable calorie deficit for the next week or more), if you’re looking not to gain weight.

After dinner, go for a walk. It doesn’t need to be fast and furious. This isn’t a “get the heart rate up!” kind of walk β€” just be out and moving around. And since you have planned the walk ahead of time, be mindful while you’re eating that you need to be mobile when the meal is over (not “in a while, when I can move again”). Use it as an opportunity to connect with others who go for a walk with you, or as a time to escape from the insanity for a bit.

Enjoy your meals! Enjoy the holiday! Be thankful in real, concrete ways, for whatever it is that you’re thankful for.

I’m Making A Quilt for Christmas

I’ve decided to make a quilt for myself for Christmas. I have the following patches that I am carefully piecing together:

  • old (pre-cancer, post-college) eating habits
  • new (post-baby) eating habits
  • new (post-baby) schedule/time available
  • old recipes
  • new recipes
  • old exercise habits (spin! lifting, swim-bike-run)
  • new exercise habits (more at home, more time-efficient)

Some of those pieces are tattered and need to be patched before I can set them in place. Some of them are completely theoretical and need to be measured and cut still. Some of them are already stitched together.

But I know what the quilt looks like when it’s done. It’s a healthy, balanced life where I and the others in my house are well-nourished.

This is not something that will be easy to put together, but I know it’s possible! Change IS possible! I know, for the most part, what I need to do to make this happen.

It is my Christmas gift to myself.

So, on Christmas, my pre-pregnancy clothes all will fit (I’m into about half of my pants right now). My energy will be higher. I will be on my way to my pre-pregnancy strength (and from there, onto pre-chemo strength). I will be looking for a new 5K personal record in 2013. I will be back on the path that chemo both interrupted and fueled.

What are you giving yourself for Christmas?

Curbing Holiday Weight Gain

Depending on which study you look at, Americans gain an average of one to 15 pounds over the holidays. Obviously, gaining 10 to 15 pounds is not good, especially in the span of two months. But just one pound? What harm is that?

The problem with gaining one pound (or more)Β is that most people don’t take it back off. So let’s say you start gaining a pound per season when you’re 20 but the rest of the year, you maintain. By the time you’re 40, you’ve gained 20 pounds, have a spare tire, and have increased your risk of heart disease, diabetes, and cancer.

There are some things you can do to enjoy the holidays and the treats that come inherent with the season and still not gain weight.

The most important is a shift in mindset. If you believe that you’re going to gain weight, that’s just how it is, there’s nothing you can do about it, well … I can’t help you. (“I want to do it but I can’t” falls into that same category.)

If you are already past Step 1 (above) and would like to learn more tips and tricks to avoid holiday weight gain, join a community of like-minded people who encourage and congratulate each other, then I have a program that you would be interested in

It’s calledΒ “I’m Gaining Nuttin’ for Christmas” and is all about maintenance. There are in-person groups in the Phoenix area as well as several online groups. But here’s the best part: if you have a group of people who want to do it together (you and a few friends, you and your family, you and some coworkers, you and some people from church, you and some people …. you get the idea), contact me, and we can set up a time and place for your group to do it together! This means, of course, that your group doesn’t need to all live together – we can set up an online group. And, as the organizer of the group, you get your fees waived.

Click through to go to the website for complete details and to register. The sooner you do it, the more time you have to work on it!

Breast Cancer Awareness: Happy Birthday To Me!

Today, I turn 37. As my birthday gift to myself, I am allowing myself to ramble πŸ™‚

When I was in my late 20s and starting to get fit, people who were roughly my age now told me to wait until I was their age β€” then I would understand.

Now, creeping into my late 30s, people ten years older still tell me to wait until I’m their age β€” then I’ll understand.

This is what I understand:Β those people have given up. They are blaming on age what is mainly a lifestyle problem.

I grew up eating crap. Even most home-cooked meals were skewed towards meat and heavily skewed towards highly processed crappy (delicious) carbs. We ate a lot of fast food. We watched a lot of TV. I was always chubby.Β You can’t say that I’ve just always eaten like this or grew up active.

In college, with the freedom to eat as I so chose β€” and a local dairy with $1 homemade ice cream pints β€” it only got worse. My slightly “big-boned” body got really fat. I loved all types of sweets. I believe I’ve been quoted as saying that “I don’t eat all that healthy shit.”Β You can’t say I don’t understand having a sweet tooth or a love of everything fried.

I changed slowly. What I fueled myself with started to look different. I joined a gym and read books on stationary bikes when I had free time. Then I started to spin. And take other classes. I started to feel better and look better, and I was hooked.

After finally hitting a healthy weight, having a body that didn’t jiggle, being strong, I was diagnosed with cancer.

I had five invasive procedures (three with anaesthetics), six months of chemotherapy, along with a six-month cocktail of other drugs, nearly a month of radiation. The cancer was decimated, and so was the rest of my body.

I started to eat well and exercise again. I started to reshape myself. You can’t say I’ve never started over.

Most breast cancers β€” indeed, most any cancers β€” can be prevented by taking care of yourself. Eat well, exercise often, maintain a healthy weight, don’t smoke.

(As an aside: I mean a real healthy weight, not an American healthy weight, which, according to most of us, is at least 15-20 pounds over.Β Most people are in denial about their body and about their diet. I have had people telling me I am “skinny” since I was about three weeks postpartum. Nowhere close to skinny. While I’m not a huge fan of BMI, it is a decent indicator of some health measures for the average Joe.Β My BMI is too high. People look at me and scoff, saying that BMI must be wrong if mine is too high. No β€” you’re just used to looking at really fat people. I’m less fat, so I look thin. You also know that I eat a fairly healthy diet and exercise regularly, which skews your vision. And, in some cases, just because I’m less fat than you are doesn’t make me a healthy weight.)

Post-cancer, I completed three sprint triathlons. The first one was amazing. My pride in training and completing it has been rivaled only once in my lifetime (see: senior recital). My body was getting stronger, and then…

I got pregnant. Most of the time, I didn’t go crazy on junk food. (Ladies, this is the time in your life when, more than ever, you need to eat well!) But there were weeks at a time when it seemed I couldn’t possibly feel full. I ate half of a large pizza one night and wasn’t stuffed. That is crazy. I know growing a fetus requires more fuel, but not that much!

Also, while pregnant, my body was tired. A three-mile bike ride took about half an hour and was exhausting. No exercise for six weeks postpartum, and then I climbed back on the wagon. Again.

I’m getting closer to my pre-pregnancy body … and then I’ll be continuing to work towards my pre-chemo body. It takes time, it takes diligence, it takes patience, it takes support.

There is nothing special about me that makes it possible for me to work to be healthy. It’s something that is important to me, so I do it. It is simple. It is not easy.

Assuming it is easy for other people is just your internal attempt to let yourself off the hook.

Make yourself accountable. Today. Now. Do it. You’ll be glad you did.

While I am in spin class, pushing myself as hard as I can on a bike that’s not getting me anywhere, this is my mantra:

You can use it if you want. Or make your own. Just make it positive πŸ™‚

When I turned 27, I was not inspiring.

Today, I have had many people tell me I have inspired them to change their lives. I have been witness to them do it. I have heard celebrations of how many pushups I can do, how long I can hold a plank, how I wasn’t tempted by some crap food that used to appeal, how my old pants fit again, how I haven’t been this size in 2/8/20 years. And now they inspire others.

You owe it to yourself and to the people around you to take care of yourself and be a beacon of hope and inspiration in your community.

Who are you going to inspire?

Your Tastes Change…

I went to a party over the weekend. It was a potluck with an “American food” theme.

Needless to say, most of the food there was junk food, though conspicuously, there was no apple pie!

Anyway, someone brought Twinkies. I haven’t had a Twinkie in years. I decided, just out of curiosity, to try a bite of one and see what they taste like.

They taste like chemicals. It was disgusting. I spit it out.

This is the thing: I used to like Twinkies. A lot. They weren’t a go-to food for me, but they were pretty delicious.

Taste buds changed, not as a result of time passing, but as a result of time passing without me eating crap like Twinkies.

As you remove garbage food from your diet and replace it with whole, real food, you develop a liking β€” a craving, even β€” for good, whole, real food. The more of it you eat (assuming you’re eating food you like), the more of it you want.

Did you see the fine print there? It needs to be food you like. If you decide to “go on a diet” (which is not a good plan in the first place) and eat lots of “salads” made of iceberg lettuce and carrot shreds and hate every minute of it, well, you’re not going to crave more of it.

Find produce that you like. Reduce the amount of cheese/dressing/sauce/dip you eat it with. Eat more of it. At the same time, eat less junk food, less processed food, less sugar and sugar substitutes.

As time goes on, keep eating more good food and less crap food, and before you know it, you’ve completely changed how you eat. I am a living testament to this process. People think I’ve always been healthy or that it’s always been easy β€” but that’s just rationalizing why you “can’t.” It was no easier for me than it is for you.

Drop the excuses and get it done. Because you can. And it’s worth it. YOU are worth it.

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