On the road again

My athletic club membership ran out and I couldn’t find the day passes I thought I had. I must have given them away. We might be buying a condo at the end of the week, but I didn’t want to wait until then to run.

So I took my butt out into the sunshine and onto the road.

Lesson learned: Treadmill progress does not equal road progress.

I kept to my four minute intervals, so at least I could do that, but it was NOT comfortable and I’m sure my speed overall and my distance were much lower than my treadmill time.

In other words, today’s run was a great success.

What, slower times, discomfort and backsliding are not success?  They will be tomorrow, when my body, which is cursing me right now for making it do more than it was prepared to do, adjusts all the levels, repairs all the muscles and ligaments, and stokes the internal fires, just like it always does when I shake things up.  

Getting out on the road today was not only the right thing to do.  It was the BEST thing to do.  I won’t be running Bloomsday on a treadmill.  I’ll be running it on asphalt, up and down hills.  In real weather.  Actually carrying my weight through air resistance and having to fight gravity.  

Running inside on a treadmill was the right thing to do when it was snowing and Denton Road was slick with ice.  Things have changed now.  It’s time to get out there and move.  

Who’s with me? 

Wednesday Knitting

Wednesday Knitting

Latest knitting project: a drop-shoulder pullover with fullness in the sleeves and lace banding on all pieces.

It’s a pattern from 1994, so the styling might be a bit out of date–I’m thinking of the sleeves specifically–but it looks like it’s going to be comfortable and cool this spring and summer. I’m thinking of wearing it with a tank, a wide belt in a neutral and jeans. Early in the season, booties will work, and then later, shorts and sandals.

This is the first sweater I’ve ever worked with straight needles in the neckline. Most ribbed collars I’ve done with circular needles. I know how to seam the neck invisibly, so I’m not intimidated.

Unrelated note: still doing Primal, still holding steady.

Tummy shot 5: Maybe you can’t see it, but I can!

Tummy shot 5:  Maybe you can't see it, but I can!

These are size 14s, and they are clearly too big for me now. It’s gotten to the point that I will have to go get myself some size 12 work pants, because I have none. The sad thing is, I’ll probably have to replace them, too. But I’m not willing to just jump to my 10s, which are still muffin-toppy.

My weight can fluctuate as much as four pounds in a single day, so I’ve been conservative on the pounds lost that I report here. I’m going to commit to a solid 11 pounds lost since I started Primal, though I’ve seen the scale dip in the last few days as low as 15.

The most important thing about this is that I’ve been able to stick with it. Usually, within a couple of weeks of starting a new exercise plan, or changing my diet, I get sick and have to go back to what I was doing. I’ve been off grains, sugar and legumes for seven weeks. I still eat fruit, but that’s the only sugar I get. I’ve had no processed flour (white or whole wheat, both of which are no-nos in Primal), no processed sugar and no beans, peas, etc. for more than a month.

I remember when I was on Atkins, and then quit, a piece of bread was like Nirvana in my mouth. I could hear the choirs singing and I couldn’t stop drooling. I recently tried a bit of potato–which is not forbidden in Primal, since it doesn’t have phytates or gluten, but not recommended when you are restricting your carbs to actively lose weight–and it was dry and tasteless in my mouth. It wasn’t a baked potato, either. It was a pot roast potato, crisp on the outside and cooked in meat juices. I just ended up spitting it out.

Since I have quit smoking, my sense of smell is stronger, too. I did not realize this, but sugar has a smell. Just plain sugar. I can smell and recognize it from 10 feet away–and I don’t like it.

I am having a love affair with broccoli. Steamed broccoli is almost the addiction chocolate was (and I still indulge in a few squares of 85% cacao once a week or so). I cannot wait until my garden is producing food. There are a lot of things I want to try.

I just wish there were things I could drink other than water and herbal teas. Don’t get me wrong. I love my water, but I miss the varieties of flavors of drinks I had before Primal. I just don’t want all the poisons associated with them. I’m thinking about buying some organic juices and then diluting them, so I can have some flavor but not all the carbs.

Still need to exercise more. I have been lifting, but the weather is nasty, and I have to drive to get to the Nordictrack up at the fire station. (Jeff volunteers with them, so we get to use the firefighters’ exercise equipment.)

And speaking of Jeff, he’s amused when I model for him the outfit of the day, where, depending on what randomly comes out of the closet for a test run, I either show him how far I’ve come or how far I have yet to go.

*sigh* It’s such a long way, but I’m getting there.

Tummy Shot 4: Getting Braver

Tummy Shot 4: Getting Braver

Five weeks of Primal Living!

The weight loss slowed down this week. I only lost one pound, which brings me to 10 total. I think there are two reasons for that. First, in this part of my cycle, I tend to retain water. In about a week, I’ll drop again, quickly. Secondly, I have not had enough exercise. I’m hoping now that I’m working fewer hours, I can get out on the road and burn a little.

The pants I have on here are 13s, a junior size, which is like a misses’ 14, but with smaller hips. The 12s are still a little muffin-toppy, but we’re getting there.

Jeff’s new thing he makes for me is cabbage and sausage. The cabbage cooks down in the pan and becomes almost sweet. I’m just about sick of steamed veggies, so it’s a nice change.

My craving this week is soda, either diet or sugared. I have not given in to it yet.

Jeff and I cannot wait for the gardening to start. We really want to eat our own freshly grown veggies. And we have our share of a steer from Wood’s Meats coming. Can’t wait for that, either.

Tummy shot 3

Tummy shot 3

Four weeks into Primal:

I’m down nine pounds since starting the program, and down thirteen from my highest weight. I’ve lost 2.25 inches off my waist and 2.5 off my hips (belly). The pants I’m wearing here are 14s. They’re actually pretty sloppy, but they’re comfortable. I’m hoping to retire all the 14s soon.

I haven’t been able to exercise much because I’m working too many hours. I am doing some of the intermittent fasting, though. I have about 11 pounds to go before I will weigh what I did when I was working for the Q.

Right now, it’s day by day, ounce by ounce. I try not to be impatient with it, because slow is good.

One good thing. I’m not noticing my tummy as much when I sit down. Oh, it’s still there, but it’s much less Jabba-the-Hutt-ish.

Weight Update

Weight Update

Three weeks into Primal!

Down 7 pounds–I’m going to guess I have 43 to go. Maybe.

In dire need of a haircut. I’m going to have to start looking at pictures. Any suggestions, guys? It doesn’t have to be long, but I need it at least shoulder length, and it has to work with persistently curly/wavy hair.

Size 14s are almost ready to be jettisoned; I’d give it about four more pounds. Now wearing size 12s comfortably. Size 10s don’t hurt as much, but very muffin-toppy. I have size 12 jeans on in this picture. I know things are happening because my tummy fat is now lumpy, not taut and round.

I didn’t get measurements this morning.

Still feeling great, but I’m not getting enough exercise. I’m working too much right now and it’s hard to fit it in. I did get a good, long walk in yesterday.

Cravings are minimal–the only thing I really miss is ice cream. I’m motivated to keep doing this because I want to wear the nice clothes in my closet, not just the fat clothes!

List Time!

My scale and I are making friends again.  I’m kind of excited to show you on Monday what’s going on with me.  You may not be able to see it, but I can, and I’m going to point it out to you. 

(You don’t have to look if you don’t want to.  There are plenty of other blogs to read in the world.  PLENTY.) 

But as friendly as my sweet little digital scale and I are getting, we really can’t do much more than squeal (me) and cheerlead (it) together.  And there’s all kinds of things I want to as those numbers get smaller and the measuring tape gets tighter.  

List time! 

1) A completely new haircut.  Something crazy.  Not too short, because longer hair can be useful in certain situations.  Shall we say.  I’ve been told short and shaggy, but I’m not ready to go there yet.  I don’t know where to go yet! 

2) Garage saling.  Who wants to go garage saling with me?  Vintage stuff.  Explorations.  Doesn’t always mean clothes….  Jeff likes to go garage saling–actually, he is easily sidetracked by a sale.  But I can’t flutter a sundress against my body and say, “What about this one?” with Jeff.  That’s just mean to do to a guy. 

3) Sewing.  I could really use a sewing buddy.  I have this beautiful new sewing machine and I want to make stuff.  Don’t you want to make stuff?  A Vogue pattern is on its way to me now and I need to go fabric and thread shopping.  I have the skills.  I just need the time and the motivation. 

4) And I think it’s either time I found a writing group–or started one.  A face to face one, which means hanging out with locals.  I need a severe kick in the ass to get myself back to work writing.  It’s part of why I’m blogging again.  Wanting to write is not, is never enough.  You just have to do it.  

I’m feeling so good with my life right now.  i want it to be even better. 

Beautiful Wednesdays: Knitting

Two knitting projects going on right now.  

One is a short-sleeved cardigan that I am clearly knitting in the wrong yarn.  It has bobbles, openwork and cabling (whee!), but I’m doing it in a smooth yarn (Caron Simply Soft) with a shine to it, so it looks lumpy, rather than lacy.  Still, the openwork and cabling are coming out very well, and I don’t feel like restarting it.  If I finish this project, it will probably end up being a layering piece I will only wear around Christmastime–about the only time the bobbles will not look silly.  

The other piece is my scrap scarf, that I am using to dispose of yarn left over after projects.  It’s done in a 1:1 rib.  

ImageI would like to start a Friend Scarf, like that of my Canadian friends whom I met in Japan.  Every person they met and befriended was strongly encouraged to knit a few rows on their ongoing scarf, which was already more than 10 feet long.  You were to use whatever yarn they had attached, but you could knit in any pattern you liked:  stocking, garter, rib, basketweave, whatever.  

I don’t remember what stitch I used–it was more than 20 years ago!  I still think it’s a fabulous idea.  

Do you have any traditions, familial or self-created, when it comes to crafting in your house?

Greetings and welcome

I don’t think I’m going to post every day, but on the days I do post, I will probably follow this schedule:  

Primal Mondays:  Follows my progress on the Primal Blueprint (see MarksDailyApple.com). 

Literary Tuesdays: 

Beautiful Wednesdays:  Because I heard on the radio that women feel their oldest and ugliest at 3 p.m. Wednesdays. 

Green Thursdays: 

Political Fridays:  

And Philosophical Saturdays.  

I’m pretty sure there will always be something here Monday, Wednesday and Saturday, and Mondays will always have a picture, to document progress (or lack thereof).