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A few vacation days off for myself and i’ve been busier than I’d hoped. How is it I always plan to catch up on reading when I have some time off and it NEVER seems to materialize? Running errands, riding, cooking, this that and the other and suddenly poof! All the time has gone. So it goes….
It’s my last day off this week and today looks filled as well. grrrrr….
Anyway: it’s time to update on my little paleo experiment. Since last weekend’s carb overload I’ve eaten almost 100% paleo and since then: lost 3 pounds as of this morning! i DO feel better eating paleo. I FEEL SATISFIED! What a wonderful zen-like state to be in where you feel satisfied and good after eating some good potein, good veggies plus really good quality fats and not having the insulin rollercoaster! I absolutely love the idea of some yummy meat/protein paired with several spicy veggies instead of the traditional meat, crap veg and standard starch. My Everyday Paleo book by Sarah Fragoso has been a godsend! And I’m anxiously awaiting a couple more Paleo books. I LOVE this paleo stuff. It just makes sense to me and so far it does seem like I can live like this forever.
The hard part has been getting my husband on board so I actually experimented/tricked him into it slowly. I read key points to him here and there that will matter to him…and the biggie? I cooked several of his foods lately with organic coconut oil and he NEVER suspected a thing. He’s always been very anti-coconut. For that matter I have been too and mine was all because of the texture of shredded coconut. YuCK. But I’m changing my tune as I learn new things about all of this. It’s a passion for me - to learn how to fit my/our life into what I consider the best lifestyle, the healthiest lifestyle for us. Meshing all the components together is a step by step process when you’re balancing family dynamics and not just yourself. Baby steps.
The more I’ve learned about this from my reading and research i think it’s highly likely and probable that our daughter has a sensitivity to gluten. Not a full blown allergy or celiac disease but the symptoms I’ve read about the sensitivity to it — she has almost every single one. Her paternal grandmother had this and crohn’s disease and was miserable for so many years. In discussions with my husband he’s said if only we’d known then what we know now…how different her life could have been! It breaks my heart for him and our daughter who never met her that he had to lose her so soon after we married.
Lo and behold after I came in very late last night after riding 17 1/2 miles my husband had cooked ribs and get this: he sauteed the zucchini and squash I’d wanted IN coconut oil! :D Wow. I was truly truly shocked. He’s slowly but surely embracing this WITH ME. Means the world to me. Everything is just so much smoother and easier when your family is behind you and embraces a lifestyle as well. It’s not that he needs to lose weight at all…i just want him to do this with me so he’ll be healthier. He has so much refined carbs and bad saturated fats (processed crap) in him and he has a heart condition that makes him vulnerable.
Ok…so that’s where I am today and where I’ve been. The muddling period is giving way to a wonderful new direction in Paleo that feels so right.
We so need to go to the beach for Christmas and take Toulouse for what could be her last opportunity?! She’s about to turn 11, slowing down so much with back problems and other things. I really want her to experience the beach just once in her sweet life. :D
I did it! Last night i stayed awake and participated in my first ever organized bike ride of somewhere between 1500-2000 riders! :D
The personal conflict i felt about staying with my 68 year old parents vs. going on and riding my own ride evaporated as fast as ohhh about 2-5 minutes? Right after our group was unleashed and turned out on the first street I was all about focusing on how to ride in such a large group while trying to keep an eye on the parents behind me. As soon as we made the first turn a few hundred feet away the adrenaline and speed just overtook me. I literally took off and didn’t look back. I hoped they’d be ok. They reassured me earlier to just go on and ride as fast as I wanted but still I felt a little guilty for that.
What an unbelievable experience! It really was surreal. There were a few times in complete blacked out tunnel like sections where i was totally alone that i thought “is this really happening or am i dreaming?” It was very strange to find myself on streets I’d never been on before at 12something in the morning totally alone in the dark trying to see every ripple, crack and bump in the pavement ahead of me.
I’m not sure what my average speed was but I know 100% it was one of my fastest rides EVER. And it was on my Trek mountain bike, not my Specialized Allez road bike.
I couldn’t believe how many people i passed! It’s empowering for me to pass riders on some sort of deep competitive spot that still exists in me. Or is it that since I never competed my entire life now it’s firing up and wanting out of me?
Along the way I saw a group of women riders, much younger than me, drinking while riding. I saw a guy lay down his bike and walk just off the road to pee…in front of everyone. When you gotta go you gotta go.
there were a few loud and roudy bars we passed with obvious super happy people outside cheering us on, telling us to ring our bells. Happy times.
in a way I hated that I was all alone to experience something so different but i couldn’t be happier for the entire ride and speed as well.
i finished the 17 miles in 1 hour and about 15-20 minutes. I actually FORGOT to check my true to the minute departure time. It wasn’t a timed race with everyone wearing a chip. So you were on your own for time.
it was sponsored by a non profit company that provides: home health, personal care, mental retardation services, and child placement (foster care).
so I made it back home, showered, watched a short DVR show and fell asleep about 3:30am…didn’t sleep so great and up at 9am to let dog out.
Today I am so grateful I shared this experience with my parents and with all the incredibly fun, nice Memphis riders. I am so proud of them! They both finished all 17 miles with no mishaps or injuries! THAT IS MONUMENTAL!! There were quite a few challenging hills for my Mom and she didn’t even walk up one of them! Adrenaline can be your friend. HAHAA
today’s the day! About 10pm I’ll be checking in for my first ever organized bike ride event. I tried to stay up til midnight last night. Almost made it. Sounds silly but I’m SO NOT a night owl. I don’t know how this is going to go but I’m looking forward to all the celebrating and vendors and bikes and people and craziness! Last year i believe there were over 1500 riders.
My only conflict with the entire thing is whether to ride slow and stay with my parents or ride on ahead and try to get a good time. it’s not really about the time but still…kind of conflicted. My Mom … she’s had breast cancer and the radiation (left her extremely fatigued even now and it’s been 2 years) and all the other things wrong with her (extreme scoliosis for one) and she’s determined to go tonight as far as she can go.
uggggggh where do I even begin. Didn’t sleep well last night. Woke up at least 6 or 7 times. I abhor fragmented sleep!
Must have set the tone for this day because after fixing breakfast I started preparing a Paleo pot roast with carrots, onions and pinot noir. YUM. But something happened. I think one of the evil onions splashed juice on my eyeball. I’ve teared up slicing onions plenty of times but it always goes away quickly once I stop and wash my hands. This time?! 2 1/2 HOURS!! Constant tearing, Popeye face! OMG IT WAS HORRENDOUS. PAINFUL.
Then I tried to get ready for work, makeup, hair, all of that and I couldn’t see half of what I was trying to do and I put the wrong makeup thing all over my face and then tried to put concealer on top of it and let’s just say bad move. Very bad.
As if all that wasn’t enough I finally make it to work and just getting into the day when I get a very dejected, down sounding phone call from my husband. He locked his keys in his work car and I had to drive all the way to where he was and open his car for him.
PLEASE UNIVERSE - I HAVE a very important day/weekend ahead of me to complete without more problems. Universe, I am telling you now…be kind to me and I will be kind to you!
Ok, now on to the food and fitness front. Whew! Talk about dejected and down. Yes, that’s me. Bitter! Party of one!
I started carefully counting carbs a few days ago (paleo-ish, atkins-ish, low carb-ish, all around healthy) and where has it gotten me. NADA. I don’t expect miracles but I expect SOMETHING!? And I have nothing to show for it. And that’s even with me riding many miles this week. MANY.
OKKKKKKKKKKK BODY. WHAT GIVES???!!!
At this point, I can’t stop thinking, philosophizing, wishing, thinking, driving myself nutso, whackadoodle because I honestly…just don’t know what to do or where to go with this anymore.
I’m pissed at the things going on in my body that are slowing me down….it’s been so long since I did a Supreme 90 workout whatever I do at this point will be like starting completely over.
I don’t know what I want to do about foods/nutrition/weight loss anymore.
I’m just lost like an old dog dropped off at the shelter.
Why do I read the things I do? It’s NATIONAL WAFFLE DAY?! And I had planned on counting carbs today. If I have a waffle it’ll have something like a gazillion and one carbs…probably more than enough for a week’s worth.
I’d love to know who sits around and thinks up all these national day things. I want that job.
We interrupt this blog post for a newsflash…
I GOT HYBRID TIRES ON MY TREK!
I GOT HYBRID TIRES ON MY TREK!
WITH SLIME TUBES!
So very happy.
only 3 more days til my first organized bike ride with my very first official bib.
Last night, I made cupcakes, beautiful pink and green and white ones,way more than I could eat.
Today, I was walking down busy city streets alongside people sitting on the sidewalk, begging for money, screaming, sleeping, some who would smile back if you smiled first. It made me feel guilty that I was walking home to my new condo, in the middle of downtown, while people suffered just around the corner. And I know we all live different lives, and I also know that little things don’t fix everyhing, but what I know most, is that Acts of Random Kindness are the most amazing part of life.
I returned to my apartment for a minute before heading back out on the streets. I approached a woman and her sleeping bag, and crouched beside her, with my plate of cupcakes. We talked, I shared, she thanked. I left some extra for friends of hers that had set up their bags beside her. I wished her a good night, as she said the nicest things to me.
As I got up to leave, a wave hit me, of happiness, of knowing that even though it was just a few cupcakes, I’d made someone else happy, I’d brought someone joy in the form of a sugary treat. But it wasn’t about the food, it was about one human taking the time to be kind to another. It doesn’t matter what social class or gender or race or religion we all are, because ultimately, we are all human. We deserve happiness, and it is so easy to find.
I was forty feet away when she yelled down the street to me, thanking me once more.
It made MY day.
This is my favorite thing to do ever, but it hasn’t happened in ages. Needs to change.