I exercised for an hour and twenty minutes yesterday. I'm sore today. No kidding. :)
I've been used to being sore about half or more of the week due to Pilates on Mon and Thurs. But now, with the added stuff, I'm just sore 24/7. Seriously. Every day. :D
I did a hard Pilates workout (my "lunge alternates" included). Then I came home and did a 25 minute walk (the 5 minute warm-up, 15 minutes "brisker", and 5 minute cool-down). The weather was amazing and just perfect for being outside. An osprey glided overhead and kept me company. No doggies barked this time. Last time, I got lots of barks, even though I'd coo, "nice doggy, I'm a nice person, don't hate me". Maybe the weather mellowed them out.
Today, I aim to get done the non-lunge strength training as per the packet. I am worried about the push-ups. :-/
I notice on Allan's blog today he is still doing his low/lower carb thing (ie, not the packet plan). I liked doing lower carb. After doing this high carb /low fat packet thing for a spell, if it's not my thing, I will go back to the lower carb. It makes eating out way easier, too. It's always easy to get a protein and salad or protein and veggies and just hand the starch to my hubby, who adores his taters and rice. I can live without taters and rice. Pasta I do like. A lot. But since I'm sensitive to concentrated tomato (paste, sauce, marinara, etc), when I have it, my eczema blooms, so I don't have it 2 or 3x a week like I used to since my skinny days. The only option other than my beloved marinara are the Alfredo (no way), Pesto (love, but can only use sparingly, lotsa oil), Aglio Olio (more oil), or just have it, as I sometimes have, with just veggies and some parmesan sprinkled and only enough EVOO to moisten the pasta (no more than a couple teaspoons).
But really, pasta with a good marinara and some Italian cheese is my idea of a heavenly entree.
My first visit to a dietitian in 1989--I was under 200 back then, but still fat--I was put on a low fat, high carb diet, lots and lots of pasta. Like 2 cups pasta for dinner several times a week. I lost weight. Hell, I was in my 20's and didn't have a dead thyroid and didn't have Metabolic Syndrome.
The diet recommended for folks with Insulin Resistance/Metabolic Syndrome is not like the packet one, I'll add. It's lower carb to low carb (since starches stimulate more insulin production). But since both my DNA results and the packet are high carb, I figured, ok, good time to test that. :)
Perhaps part of my not dropping is that the higher starch aspect is making me pump out insulin like nobody's business. It is a possibility.
Anyway, plenty of folks in the challenge are doing their own meal configurations (ie, not doing the 3 meals, 2 snacks, low fat, high carb), including our Fearless Leader. If it's the starches/high carbs and my insulin response, well, that's easily tweaked. May not be Challenge Packet adherent to do lower carb, but if it's better for me, that will be the way to go.
Oh, and speaking of FOOD, here's a couple pics of my brother making the family-tradition "empanadillas", of which I had...none. And these babies, when fried up, are da bombalicious!
First the grinding of the grainy/starchy outer goodness (the filling is spiced beef):
And behold the assembled from scratch yumminess before frying:
When I was a kid, I'd ask my mom to make scalloped edges for me, cause I liked it to look sorta like a picture-book rising sun--yellow and cute, half-emerged behind the horizon, with soft, friendly "rays"....
My brother has an electric grinder. And I'm pretty sure he buys ground beef. Back in the 60's and 70's etc, when mom made it, this was LABOR INTENSIVE. The men and mom would take turns grinding, cause it was an old-fashioned, heavy, metal grinder that you cranked by hand (it attached via vise grippy thing to the edge of the counter or table). Grinding YUCA is tough. It takes muscle. Corn got ground. Meat got ground. I remember trying to grind when I was around 11 or so, and it was HAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD. I gave up and left it to dad and bro. Yeah, you try grinding yuca (cassava) with a hand grinder. Whoa.
Mom's was da best. For sure. (Miss you, Mami and Papi!)
Next year, I'm gonna have one. I don't know how much longer my siblings will be alive, and by next year, my weight should be at or near goal and my fitness level much improved, too. It's worth budgeting for this tradition. This year, cause of the challenge and all, I decided to say no. Next year: yes.
Calories yesterday: 1246
water/fluid goal: met
exercise: Pilates, lunge-equivalent, walking
Sleep: 7 hours
Hunger: minimal at dinnertime
Okay, on to another day. I am feeling calm and ready to continue the fat fight. To be honest, I am amazed every day that I wake up and don't want to stuff my face...so these months of not having food be my God have been lovely.
Hope everyone else has a wonderful day moving more and eating less.