Mothers

Mothers. They’re so … tactful. I was a few days into the visit with my parents in June when my mother asked something that had clearly been on her mind for most of them. “So… why don’t you have a flat stomach? I mean, with all the exercise stuff you’ve been doing…” For the record, this is me: I gave her the short answer (“diet”), but it was one more reminder that people who don’t do “exercise stuff” and even most of the people do have pretty much no concept of just how much goes into turning a body into what you see in magazines or on TV. Everybody (with the possible exception of my mother) has seen that Dove timelapse cover girl video, and everybody knows that everything in the media is photoshopped to death, but it’s almost impossible to internalize the idea in the same way that we’ve…

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Power To The Stars

In the midst of a few hefty bits of writing at the moment, including writing a short article with my wife. That’s the only bit that might soon see the light of day. Otherwise it’s more plugging away at the hard stuff. Big writing for big projects. Still not enough time to catch up on the writing I want to do, but there is a real pleasure sometimes in doing the writing that needs to be done. Especially when the need comes only from within me. Currently paraphrasing what I know about nutrition, which has me thinking about it a lot. Food is something we still struggle with. I mean, it has to be a mystery, right? Everyone seems to have a solution, a magical formula, for the right way to eat. If we a have a solution, we must have a problem that needs solving. It seems a bit…

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Grind Grind Grind

Moving to three days a week training just might be the death of me. Judging from how I feel this morning, anyway. It’s not muscle soreness that’s the issue, it’s just fatigue. I could blame it on getting older, but that’s not the issue. Rarely is. Getting older isn’t a problem. What is a problem is that each habit you’ve picked up in your life starts to build up. I’m wiped out because of 14 years of desk jobs. I’ve mostly gotten over that with the last few years of new training, and jobs that involve more walking, but there are still issues. I’m over most of the bad body alignment and posture issues, but it’s still “new muscle” holding everything in place. It’s still work to sit up right, to walk right. I have to remind myself to do things the right way, and every once in a while…

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Adding things up

Had a great bike ride on the weekend. Headed out past the airport. Stopped at the last bit of land before the Pacific, and enjoyed the cool ocean breeze. Snapped a few pictures with my phone. Courtney took a few pictures of me. We went home. I looked through the pictures yesterday, and they were all terrible cel phone pics. Nothing worth while. But I looked back at one picture of me, and I realized something. I can no longer legitimately call myself “fat.” What a weird feeling. Overweight, yeah, but not fat. The scale tells me nothing has changed. Almost nothing. Three pounds in six weeks, but that can probably be added back on with one salty meal. But something has changed. I feel different. Ditching the idea of weight loss, ditching the entire concept of diet, has been great.  As I wrote before, I can enjoy a cupcake guilt…

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Sixty pound cupcake

I ate a cupcake today. And even thought I’m overweight and a nutrition coach, I felt no guilt. We were up the hill at a small local farmers market, and someone was selling baked goods. I saw cupcakes with sprinkles on top. They were real, old-fashioned home-made cupcakes, not those crappy abominations they sell at cupcake stores these days. I wanted to taste one, so I did. It was good. Yummy, like how I remembered them as a child. It was weird, because it was not the end of my world. I did not feel immediate remorse. I did not instantly bemoan the disaster I had made of my diet, and decide that today was an “off day” and binge out. I’m not currently obsessing about other treats either. It seems crazy, but I just ate the cupcake, bought some berries and hand-churned butter, and walked home. Taught some sabre…

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Wednesday WTF: Strong is Beautiful

Anger. I have it. I love these Wednesday posts. The timing just seems to be right for me to vent and get some crap out of my system. Well, to get out some of the crap the system has put in my head. The system, BTW, is you…we all participate. Let’s get a little smarter together, shall we? A little good before the bad, Krista Scott-Dixon runs a great website you should have a read of. She has a good community on her Facebook page, and it was there I ran across this story about Sarah Robles, an Olympian. Inspiring woman. Lots of interesting little tidbits in her blog, but what really hits me is her lack of complaint. She shows up to do what she’s good at, things suck but she deals. Why does she raise a fuss about things? Because, as she says, if she doesn’t no one…

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