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Post by Karen on Sept 11, 2012 8:58:30 GMT -5
Me too. Workout #3 had some odd side effects. One was appetite. Bob took me to Panera. I ordered a sandwich and a salad. I'm not that much of a salad eater BUT I could not stop eating the salad. When it was gone I ate the greens off my sandwich. Then I ate the greens off HIS sandwich. Then I scraped the bottom of the salad bowls--his and mine--with a piece of bread. I still have half a sandwich. but what does a craving for greens after a workout mean? Since greens are mainly water, you might need to up your water during/before work out. Plus, trace vitamins/minerals in greens are important. To help with the appetite suppression, don't forget to up your fat intake a bit - nuts, good oils and such. Avocado is my fav fat. But not right before a workout.  |
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Sept 11, 2012 9:41:56 GMT -5
Me too. Workout #3 had some odd side effects. One was appetite. Bob took me to Panera. I ordered a sandwich and a salad. I'm not that much of a salad eater BUT I could not stop eating the salad. When it was gone I ate the greens off my sandwich. Then I ate the greens off HIS sandwich. Then I scraped the bottom of the salad bowls--his and mine--with a piece of bread. I still have half a sandwich. but what does a craving for greens after a workout mean? Since greens are mainly water, you might need to up your water during/before work out. Plus, trace vitamins/minerals in greens are important. To help with the appetite suppression, don't forget to up your fat intake a bit - nuts, good oils and such. Avocado is my fav fat. But not right before a workout. Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. |
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Post by Sue on Sept 11, 2012 10:03:40 GMT -5
Since greens are mainly water, you might need to up your water during/before work out. Plus, trace vitamins/minerals in greens are important. To help with the appetite suppression, don't forget to up your fat intake a bit - nuts, good oils and such. Avocado is my fav fat. But not right before a workout. Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. Tell her to do a google search -- a study just came out in the past week or so about how overweight folks can be metabolically healthy -- which is your goal. I agree that we focus way too much on the number on the scale and not emough on the behaviors (healthy eating, getting enough cardio-vascular exercise, stretching enough to ensure flexibility as e age, enough sleep!, emotional health re relationships and keeping out brains engaged) that lead to happiness and contributing to our lives and those around us. Keep re-educating those folks, Diane. I've been in Chicago since last Thursday. Having a great time with the kids. The football game did not live up to the hype (Vandy did not play well) but was memorial because of the down-pour that started with 8 min to go so we arrived back at our cars (a 10 min hike) drenched tot he bone. But good fellowship was had. It was the first football game Sarah's dad had ever attended. Saw Tom and Sarah's new apt, talked with Allie a lot about wedding plans (looks like they've settled on April 13 -- so much later than they first hoped but his parent's like it much better than winter travel and I personally think it much more realistic, re making plans), Carolyn has to see the plastic surgeon on Wed --got her first bill and I think she could have had an entire face-life and boob job for what he's charging. Since he's out of her insurance network I think she will have to talk with him about a realistic fee. Weather in Chicago (except for the rain at the game) has been glorious. Driving home tomorrow. Drive-by wave to all. [edit: I'm not going back to fix all the typos and misspells -- blame it on a strange computer] |
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Post by Karen on Sept 11, 2012 10:41:25 GMT -5
Since greens are mainly water, you might need to up your water during/before work out. Plus, trace vitamins/minerals in greens are important. To help with the appetite suppression, don't forget to up your fat intake a bit - nuts, good oils and such. Avocado is my fav fat. But not right before a workout. Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. Ah..well, as long as you do! I work with a girl who is so weight obsessed that I worry about her. I quit worrying about the scale about 10 years ago and focus on the healthy. I do notice, tho, if I eat too many processed carbs I get to craving them, so I avoid them as a rule. The simpler the food the better. I need to get back to regular exercise. Golf once or twice a week is not enough. |
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Post by Karen on Sept 11, 2012 10:45:54 GMT -5
Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. Tell her to do a google search -- a study just came out in the past week or so about how overweight folks can be metabolically healthy -- which is your goal. I agree that we focus way too much on the number on the scale and not emough on the behaviors (healthy eating, getting enough cardio-vascular exercise, stretching enough to ensure flexibility as e age, enough sleep!, emotional health re relationships and keeping out brains engaged) that lead to happiness and contributing to our lives and those around us. Keep re-educating those folks, Diane. I've been in Chicago since last Thursday. Having a great time with the kids. The football game did not live up to the hype (Vandy did not play well) but was memorial because of the down-pour that started with 8 min to go so we arrived back at our cars (a 10 min hike) drenched tot he bone. But good fellowship was had. It was the first football game Sarah's dad had ever attended. Saw Tom and Sarah's new apt, talked with Allie a lot about wedding plans (looks like they've settled on April 13 -- so much later than they first hoped but his parent's like it much better than winter travel and I personally think it much more realistic, re making plans), Carolyn has to see the plastic surgeon on Wed --got her first bill and I think she could have had an entire face-life and boob job for what he's charging. Since he's out of her insurance network I think she will have to talk with him about a realistic fee. Weather in Chicago (except for the rain at the game) has been glorious. Driving home tomorrow. Drive-by wave to all. [edit: I'm not going back to fix all the typos and misspells -- blame it on a strange computer]  When Lew was sick, we talked to the insurance agency about paying as if it was in-service care, since the treatment was very specific and not offered as a rule at our in-network places. They adjusted their rates as if he was going in-network. Enjoying the weather so much! My grass looks as good as it did in early spring, and it looked almost dead a month ago. Golf today! I'm taking a half day, too. So - more golf! |
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Post by Sue on Sept 11, 2012 12:18:59 GMT -5
Karen -
Carolyn was thinking about adding garlic to her regimen and I told her I had a friend who anecdotally swears by it. (right?)
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Sept 11, 2012 13:15:23 GMT -5
 {{{{{Karen}}}}} Usefuls have been slayed. Lacking any creative energy, I have fallen back on my old standby, sorting and reorganizing. On account of my studio looked like a craft store exploded. It's better now, but it still needs work. Anne, and this would've been Aged Dad's 80th, sigh |
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Sept 11, 2012 15:07:07 GMT -5
On top of all my other stresses, Elder Daughter is having trouble adjusting to grad school. She's weepy and needs constant reassurance.
I suggested that, since she doesn't have to leave until late this afternoon and her class doesn't let out until 9:45, she take a nap now. I think she's taken my advice, or at least she's in her room with her iPad. I also mentioned that there's nothing wrong with a good cry in the privacy of her own room, if she needs it.
I know she's tired, I know she's afraid of letting her professors down (I suggested she talk to Prof Z about her worries), but I'm afraid that Aged Mum is going to be very emotionally draining this afternoon, and I gots no supportive in me right now to spare.
Thinking about it, there may be some hormonal component in ED's weepiness, but there's not much I can do about that either.
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Post by Spaced Out Looney on Sept 11, 2012 20:34:53 GMT -5
Got a flat tire today. I went for *years* without any flat tires, and now I've had 3 since I started med school.
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Post by Spaced Out Looney on Sept 11, 2012 21:19:18 GMT -5
So, today was 9/11 and I barely thought about it at all. Hmm.
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Post by SpringSummers on Sept 11, 2012 21:40:58 GMT -5
Got a flat tire today. I went for *years* without any flat tires, and now I've had 3 since I started med school. Three? That's odd! Hopefully you're beginning another long streak of flat-free existence. |
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Post by SpringSummers on Sept 11, 2012 21:54:50 GMT -5
Since greens are mainly water, you might need to up your water during/before work out. Plus, trace vitamins/minerals in greens are important. To help with the appetite suppression, don't forget to up your fat intake a bit - nuts, good oils and such. Avocado is my fav fat. But not right before a workout. Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. I had a similar experience about 15 years ago, when I started worrying about osteoperosis, because my mom had trouble with it. I joined my employer's health/fitness gym and filled out a questionnaire about what I wanted - which was to get some guidance on how to use weights to help combat bone loss. I could not have been clearer about why I was joining. I went to orientation with some others, and they weighed and measured us and measured our body fat and such. We were again questioned about goals, and I again said that I was there to learn how to use exercise/weights to combat bone loss. Anyhow, at the end of the orientation, we all got a print out of personalized plans. I got a print out that said I should lose 20 lbs, and was all about how I could lose those 20 lbs. There was NOT ONE WORD about weight training or osteoperosis prevention. I complained, and the young lady just "could not get it," as you said. She said that these were my results, per the computer, and this was what I would need to do for optimum health. I kept at it until I got some halfhearted advice from my assigned "personal trainer," who continued to push the printout. As you can imagine, I didn't last there long. I will always remember the young woman - a beautiful, healthy young woman who didn't look a pound overweight - who cried because the computer hadn't ranked her in the highest health ranking. It was just sad. It was like those printouts were handed down from Mount Sinai or something. The place had a "cult-like" atmosphere, and I just wasn't going to drink the sugar-free kool-aid. |
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Post by Anne, Old S'cubie Cat on Sept 12, 2012 13:30:32 GMT -5
Finished a project, this Celtic Treasure Bracelet kit. It's similar but not exactly the same components, and I arranged things the way I wanted them, but that's the general idea. So that's one UFO off the list.  Elder Daughter decided to stay home today. She emailed Prof Z to let her know that ED wouldn't be there for the class she's TA-ing, but could still make any needed changes to the class website from home. Prof Z was, from what ED said, understanding and supportive. Which doesn't surprise me; I met Prof Z at the awards ceremonies evening and really liked her. ED said she's already feeling better, which is a relief to her mom.  Okay, time to check the list and see if there are any small usefuls to slay before lunch. Or maybe eat lunch first. Whatever.  S'cubies,  |
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Post by Julia, wrought iron-y on Sept 12, 2012 15:26:49 GMT -5
Finished a project, this Celtic Treasure Bracelet kit. It's similar but not exactly the same components, and I arranged things the way I wanted them, but that's the general idea. So that's one UFO off the list. Elder Daughter decided to stay home today. She emailed Prof Z to let her know that ED wouldn't be there for the class she's TA-ing, but could still make any needed changes to the class website from home. Prof Z was, from what ED said, understanding and supportive. Which doesn't surprise me; I met Prof Z at the awards ceremonies evening and really liked her. ED said she's already feeling better, which is a relief to her mom. Okay, time to check the list and see if there are any small usefuls to slay before lunch. Or maybe eat lunch first. Whatever. S'cubies, Cool. I was vigorous and productive yesterday and as a result feel rather as if I have been hit by a truck today. I've got the dead minimum done before lunch, and am now four large black grapes and a glass of water from getting up and doing things again. Julia, nothing terribly inspiring: my next act will be to stand up and put eggs in cartons. |
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Post by S'ewing S'cubie on Sept 12, 2012 16:21:05 GMT -5
Avocado is right out since I'm deathly allergic. We drink fortified water during workouts or else protein drinks. Not worried about appetite suppression so much since I'm not on the weight-loss trail. I've lost at least 3 other people over the years and each time I've gained back the pounds plus more. This is for health and feelgoodism. If I trim up--great. If not, don't really care. Trainer kept asking me what my "goals" were. The question's meaningless. I don't care what my size is. My weight can and does fluctuate as much as 30 pounds up or down that I'm never the same size from day to day. I've lived with for so long that I keep different size clothes so that there will always be something that fits. I'm perfectly comfortable in my skin regardless which way I'm going at the time. "Well, what size to you want to be?"
"I'm 5'2". That's a satisfactory size."
"I mean what dress size"
"From which manufacturer?"
"I mean how much do you want to weigh?"
"Whatever I'm weighing at the moment is fine."
*frustrated sigh* "I mean what do you want to accomplish here?"
"I want to be healthy, strong and to feel good."
*second frustrated sigh, this time accompanied with 'sad eyes'* "I have to fill out the questionnaire. That's what the question says."
*me, smiling* "Just write down what I said. I'm happy with any dress size, whatever it may be. I don't care what the scale says since it doesn't measure my health. I just want to be healthy, to be strong and to feel as good as possible. If your bosses aren't happy with that have them come and talk to me, because there isn't anything more."
*third frustrated sigh; she began writing* She absolutely couldn't get it. I had a similar experience about 15 years ago, when I started worrying about osteoperosis, because my mom had trouble with it. I joined my employer's health/fitness gym and filled out a questionnaire about what I wanted - which was to get some guidance on how to use weights to help combat bone loss. I could not have been clearer about why I was joining. I went to orientation with some others, and they weighed and measured us and measured our body fat and such. We were again questioned about goals, and I again said that I was there to learn how to use exercise/weights to combat bone loss. Anyhow, at the end of the orientation, we all got a print out of personalized plans. I got a print out that said I should lose 20 lbs, and was all about how I could lose those 20 lbs. There was NOT ONE WORD about weight training or osteoperosis prevention. I complained, and the young lady just "could not get it," as you said. She said that these were my results, per the computer, and this was what I would need to do for optimum health. I kept at it until I got some halfhearted advice from my assigned "personal trainer," who continued to push the printout. As you can imagine, I didn't last there long. I will always remember the young woman - a beautiful, healthy young woman who didn't look a pound overweight - who cried because the computer hadn't ranked her in the highest health ranking. It was just sad. It was like those printouts were handed down from Mount Sinai or something. The place had a "cult-like" atmosphere, and I just wasn't going to drink the sugar-free kool-aid. First session with trainer today. He worked me a LOT harder than the young girl did. First he tried me on balance by making me step onto a platform and hold on one foot,step down and repoeat on other foot. This did not work out until I did it "my" way. He kept at it until I told him I'd started out as a dancer. I've also done power weights (long before it was fashionable). Then I demonstrated that I'm a hell of a lot more stable than his exercise would indicate. (A pirouette can do that.) He worked me at double the weights I'd had before. I was able to do all but one of them, but my back is hurting now. I still think lighter weights and more reps would be better for me. I'm trying to build lean muscle this time around. Still, I think I'll be able to get him to listen when I need him to. |
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