Monday, December 28, 2009
100 Small Steps Challenge: The Fourth Week
Day 22: Monday 21 Dec
I guess the arrival of my induction pack in the mail today denotes I am now employed?! Whether I will continue to work with the obsessive compulsive disorder client remains unknown, however there are other clients on the books that I could work with through the agency.
I saw the doctor Tim referred me to this morning, too. We spoke about my dysfunctional sleeping issues, about my upcoming Nepal trek (with regards to the immunisations I'll need) and I requested to have some routine blood tests as it has been over a year since the last lot I had.
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Day 23: Tuesday 22 Dec
In the mail today I received an offer to study a Bachelor of Nursing at Charles Sturt University via distance education. I had applied at the end of October with half a thought to return to uni to finish my nursing degree. I'm still contemplating my decision, but at this stage I'm leaning towards accepting the offer. I really need something to fill my days up with. Whether that be a job and/or study it doesn't really matter. I was going to make 2010 The Year of the Mountains - with me focusing 100% on my preparation for my summit attempt of Mera Peak and have a study-free year. However, I'm now 30 and I'm still largely unconvinced that I am suited to being a paramedic (I could discuss a few of the reasons in another post). I'm thinking I could feel better within myself if I started progressing towards another career option 'just in case' I never return to my paramedic work. To have all your eggs in one basket isn't ideal for anyone. I need to weigh up the cost of studying by distance education in 2010 versus the cost of leaving my nursing studies until 2011 and studying on-campus at Queensland University of Technology (QUT). There are always going to be positives and negatives with all options.
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Day 24 : Wednesday 23 Dec
I did a shift this afternoon with the same obsessive compulsive client as last Wednesday. My shift overlapped with another carer (whom I worked along side last Wednesday) by an hour and a half and after that... I was on my own! HELP! I'm unsure at this stage if I'll be continuing to work with this particular client for reasons I won't discuss here for obvious privacy reasons. I learned a lot though. About the client and also about me. What I learned about me is more important for the purpose of this Challenge. I learned that I can be assertive without getting angry or upset. I know this challenge is about taking 'small steps' - but that was a huge realisation/achievement for me. In the past its been the case more often that not that when I do attempt to assert myself, it ends up in an argument or a tear fest. Neither which are ideal - specially in the workplace. Go me! I'm growing and it's exciting. However, I also learned that not everyone will like everyone. We're all individuals - we're all unique. But then, some people may just not like or connect or get along with anyone due to issues of their own creation - be it because they are stubborn, self-centred, stuck-in-their-ways and/or they don't make an effort (or any combination of the above). There's a bunch of reasons for this paradigm. Interpersonal relations and communication is a two way thing - for it to work, you both have to make it work. Neither party can do 100% of the work and expect optimal outcomes.
** Image sourced from The importance of being assertive **
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Day 25: Thursday 24 Dec
We had our family Chrissy lunch today with my grandparents and my Mum's aunty. It was nothing extravagant or over-the-top - just a nice, relaxing day. The 'small step' I took today was taking all my own food (three meals worth - though one of them was just a Reflex Nutrition protein shake). I was determined to not eat anything extra as I was doing so well with my eating, and have been training so hard that I figured I wasn't prepared to stop what I was doing for the sake of a single day on the calendar that typically spins out to over a week for a lot of people. I know how hard it was to build momentum after a mini (or major) blow out. The psychological impact is perhaps the greatest - the feelings of guilt and of failure for eating so much crap in such a small time frame. So, the best policy is to not go 'off-plan' in the first instance! Too easy. I succeeded, as I knew I would, and it was effortless. I didn't feel deprived or tempted all day. Sure, I love food - but I love feeling amazing better than any chocolate coated anything could ever taste like. And I love feeling fit, strong and lean. The only 'extra' I did consume was three sugar free Double D lollies which is like bugger all, I know!
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Day 26: Friday 25 Dec
Who remembers the two music CD albums I bought Monday week ago? Listening to them in any shape or form was conditional upon me getting down to 75 kg. I had anticipated that they the CDs would be available for my listening pleasure by Christmas. And, what do you know - they sure were! This morning I weighed in at 74.8 kg. WOOP WOOP! I was so happy! It symbolises the end of me playing 'catch-up' as I recall being about 75 kg in the first week of February when I scooted down to Melbourne for a week and had that big mentoring session with Craig Harper. I made him a deal that I wouldn't return to him for another session until I was I think 7 kg lighter - which would have made it 68 kg (which rings a bell). I'm not going to go into what 'could have been' - it's too self-destructive. [Like, sure, I could 'easily' be at my goal weight by now - under 60kg] I focus on the NOW and my next mini-goal: 72.5 kg.
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Day 27: Saturday 26 Dec
As part of my ongoing rehab for my neck/poor scapula control issues, Tim-the-physio has given me three exercises to do AT LEAST three times a day (more is better). They are aimed at improved posture and pectoral (shoulder) girdle position. One of the exercises has be rolling my shoulders in preparation to set my scapula (shoulder blades) and then raise my arms from my side to 90 degrees, horizontal to my shoulder with light resistance. When Tim first had me doing this, I was using 0.5 kg dumbbells (which I must admit I laughed at him when he gave me them in the pilates studio! But he assured me they were enough for me, for now). I graduated from those in my pilates session last Thursday (17/12) and am now using 1 kg dumbbells. I already had a set of 1kg dumbbells at home too! Otherwise, Tim said any weighted object is fine - like a can of baked beans!
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Day 28: Sunday 27 Dec
This morning I installed the Polar Personal Trainer 5 software that came with my RS400 heart rate monitor. I also installed the driver for the infrared USB adapter that I purchased separately and uploaded nine exercise files. When I finally figured it out I quickly discover how amazingly awesome this is. It's so cool - I love it.
Monday, December 21, 2009
100 Small Steps Challenge: The Third Week
Day 15: Monday 14 Dec
I had a busy day today where I was flying in and out all day! I was at the gym at 7:00AM and did some cardio for 1 hr 10 mins (5 mins cross trainer; 2 ½ mins stepper; 3 mins run on tready @ 9 km/hr followed by an hour on the upright bike). I had a job interview at 10:00AM that went for over an hour and a half which I felt was necessary for this position. It would be a disability support worker working with a client with severely debilitating OCD (obsessive compulsive disorder) and osteoporosis. I’ll be doing a trial/training shift on Wednesday. If both myself and the client is happy with how things went, I’ll be jumping on board to being a regular carer for this client. I have a really great feeling about it. It will require a bucket load of patience and will be challenging, but she’s such a sweet lady. I think I’ll find it really rewarding. After arriving back home after that I ate lunch then headed off to my physio session which was to be the most unpleasant treatment I’ve had to date. “No pain, no gain” I think is the plan of attack now. Tim did some dry needling on me – ie. sticking acupuncture needles right into the muscle and twiddling (a word?) them around and making the overactive muscle twitch. F*#! it hurt. By the end of it I felt like I’d been punched big time in my neck and right scap(ula). Tim informed me that it’ll get worse over the following 24 hours – which is how it has its effect. So, clearly I wont be doing much tomorrow! Got to let it calm down. I went home after physio via the shops and proceeded to spend lots of money. So much for me not bothering about Christmas presents this year. I had so much fun though, and I enjoy thanking people for what they’ve done for me. I’m into adding a bit of a personal touch to my pressies now – what’s the point of having something just sitting there getting dusty? I also found myself lashing out and treating myself too – I bought two music CD’s. I’m really sick of my limited playlist on my original (first generation) iPod Nano. I’m so excited now though. One of the albums I got was Maximum Base Overdrive – a 3CD set of hip hop and dance music mixed by DJ Samrai, Tom Piper & DJ Suae, and the other was Lady GaGa’s The Fame Monster. Refer to my 'Teasers of a Different Kind' post to see why I haven't yet listened to either of them.
After doing some shopping, I swung by the park that Gav, my PT, runs the weekly outdoor training session to say hello. I wasn’t going to train – I was too sore (as I knew I would be after physio) and Gav is being quite firm with me to not train twice a day for a couple of weeks while we get on top of my sleeping issues. I also gave him the heads up that Tim doesn't want me doing any upper body stuff with weights in my PT session on Wed morning. I was thinking that maybe I would have to cancel it, but Tim said “cardio and lower body stuff is ok – so you can’t get out of that one [PT]. With any squats you to with weight make sure its with a weight plate and hold it across your chest.” Gav said that he’s already planned an awesome session for me for Wednesday and its got no upper body in it. “It’s for your hike.” YAY! Everyone is being so supportive of my commitment to summit Mera Peak in Sep 2010. Gav is going to have me fit and strong and Tim is working on climbing-specific stuff with me in the pilates studio too (in addition to a lot of stuff geared at improving my scapula control). I’m so excited!
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Day 16: Tuesday 15 DecI know my 30th birthday was Sunday week ago (on the 6th), but we hadn’t got around to having a cake and a party because my parents and I went down to Surfers for the afternoon. On the Sunday just gone, I made a Lite Mixed Berry Cheesecake to have as my birthday cake. I adapted an ‘Extreme Lime Cheesecake recipe’ I had made some weeks ago – so instead of ¼ lime juice and rind I put in 100g of frozen mixed berries, and instead of lite lemon/lime jelly I used lite raspberry. It looked really pink! As you can see here. I wasn’t going to have any at all, but I ended up having the tiniest slither. And it was really yummy – the chunky berries in it were really good. When I was up at Coles this morning, I got some party food too – for the others to have. I must say, I felt like a fish out of water in the confectionary aisle and the sweet biscuit section and the potato crisps section! I really do feel like a reformed eater now. I’m unsure if I’m more guilty about admitting I used to frequent the confectionary aisle every day or more proud that I no longer need to. Or want to. Just for ‘old times sake’ I found my hands pluck my favourite Bounty chocolate bar. It’s a tribute to me because I honestly used to buy one or two of them and eat them both instantly, one after the other. I know Mum likes coconut things too, and Dad has a sweet tooth and will eat anything with sugar in it or coated in chocolate so they can cut it up and share it amongst them. (I took a photo of the bounty too!) It was an amazing feeling being so unemotionally attached to something that I once used to be so dependant on. I really feel I have overcome the need/want for anything sweet. How did it happen? It all comes back to being committed to my goals: my Nepal trek/summit climb… and there’s one other than I’m on the verge of releasing into Blog World! Stay tuned.
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Day 17: Wednesday 16 DecThis afternoon I did my first trial/training shift as a disability support worker, working with a client with severe obsessive compulsive disorder (OCD), anorexia, osteoporosis and scoliosis. Obviously, to protect the clients privacy, I’m not going to say too much more about her ‘case’ but I had a challenging afternoon. It’s a real eye opener when you see real people in the real world (ie. in the community, still living at home) struggling to cope with, for this client, what must be a bunch of debilitating ‘conditions’/illnesses. At university, we may spend all of 20 minutes discussing obsessive compulsive disorder, 5 minutes on eating disorders. It really does not offer real insight into what it must be like living with such illnesses. So, it’s only when you take your nose away from the text books and see it in the real world that you have a relatively tiny idea of the impact such illnesses must have on one’s life. Fact was, I left the clients home with a smashing headache – clearly dehydrated, hot and bothered (mentally as well as physically). One of the many things the client has issues with is dust – so of course, no doors or windows are allowed to be opened. As someone who had only spent a few hours with this client, I could see she clearly looked dehydrated, hot and bothered too! I wasn’t surprised one lil’ bit given her environment. One pissy pedestal fan just doesn’t do much when there is no outside air flow coming in. At the very least, she needs at least three ceiling fans. But, I somehow doubt the Department of Housing would deem that as necessary. Although, from an OH&S perspective, they really ought to. Because, it sure ain’t easy to change someone’s beliefs when they have OCD, just like it wouldn’t be easy trying to get a teenage girl with an eating disorder to believe that she isn’t fat, and that eating a chicken salad and an apple wont cause her to gain 10kg instantly. It is really sad seeing these people live like this. Really, really sad. They are complex illnesses that are difficult to understand and difficult to treat.
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Day 18: Thursday 17 DecHere are my new Pilates ToeSox that I ordered from HF Industries. They arrived at 2:30PM via an Australia Post courier – he must have known I had a pilates class at 4:00 this arvo! I was so happy that I got them before my class. I got a black pair and a white pair. I wore the black pair tonight. Tim laughed at them “what are these? They’re funny” and proceeded to tickle my toes! And I said they have a special grip on them too and showed him “I always feel like I’m going to slip – now I wont.” They weren’t cheap ($22 a pair!) but gee I love them. They’re like mittens for your feet. They’re awesome. I say Tim should sell them at his physio/pilates clinic!
As you may be rapidly realising, I’ve been investing a reasonable amount of cashola into my health, fitness and personal growth. What I’m sowing now I will reap rewards for many, many years to come. So, I’m by no means (at this particular point in time at least) stressing about this initial outlay. After each of my physio sessions when I settle the account, I’m asked by the receptionist “are you in a private health fund?” and of course, I reply “no.” However, over the past week or so I’ve actually replied a little differently. “No, not yet but I’m thinking about it.” And it has been the lovely Nicole at Tim’s Birkdale clinic who has prompted me to research it half-seriously. She said on Monday that some of the funds are waiving the two month waiting period for particular services – of which, physiotherapy is one normally with a two month waiting period. “Which for you at the moment could be good.” Thanks cheeky Nicole! Although suffice to say you’re very observant as I’ve been in there 1-2 times a week for the past four weeks now with this ongoing neck/scapula issue and I’ve recently restarted my studio pilates with Tim as well! Anyway, I finally decided to join Australian Unity today on their Comprehensive Extras option. (I’ll think about adding hospital as I approach my 31st birthday, but I can’t see the point now).
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Day 19: Friday 18 DecKeeping a daily food diary has easily become a non-negotiable for me – just like brushing my teeth is. I’ve been diligently using a template that Gav, my PT gave me – an A4 page that I’ve been photocopying and writing everything I eat in by hand. I’ve changed and added a few things to suit me – like, I added a column for ‘QTY’ so I can clearly see how much of each thing I’m having and a column for ‘h:mm’ to indicate the duration of my training sessions. But, to be honest, I’ve been less diligent about calculating the number of calories I’ve been eating each day, and tallying up the macronutrients (fat, protein and carbs). What I’m currently doing is good, but having the other info would be better. So, this morning, at the absurdly early hour of 3:30AM (I woke at 2:50) I turn my computer on and open up www.CalorieKing.com.au with the intent of starting to input my food so I can have a concrete idea of how much I’m eating and what my fat, protein and carbs add up to at the end of the day. What catches my attention first up? The banner at the top of the page saying: ‘Check out our amazing Nutrition & Exercise Manager desktop software, now 50% off!’ I’ve thought about getting the desktop version before. But here is my golden opportunity to take advantage of a great offer. I don’t delay and whip out my wallet and place my order. Yipee! I was even more delighted to see that they have just put out a new edition of the software… and now you can group snacks between meals. In the online edition they group all snacks at the end of the day and I get really annoyed by that. I’m (more than) a little excited! It is now only $22.48 so if you’re interested, hop to it now! I love CalorieKing because it is Australian and uses the most updated food database. *I love this desktop software so much better than the online version. It’ll just take a bit of time to save my ‘favourite foods’ into it again. I’m going to trial eating 1600 calories a day and see how that goes. Don’t ask me what I have been averaging as I wont be able to tell you! Naughty me.
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Day 20: Saturday 19 DecDisaster struck this morning when I scrapped the tub clean of my protein powder. I usually have four scoops with my oats for breakfast and there was only just two scoops. So, it was off to see Paul again at Healthy Habits – Gav sent me to him a few months ago. I’ve been using REFLEX NUTRITION Instant Whey – I get the choc mint and choc orange flavours and really like it. They are easy to drink – quite thin. Paul was out of the choc orange, so I got a 2.27 kg tub of choc mint. I’m going to aim at having three scoops twice a day as I think I have a bit too much of it on some days. Gav has been on my case to go back and see him for something for my ongoing sleeping issues. Gav said he sent his brother to see Paul some time ago and what he gave him worked. It’s worth a try and if not, its only $60-$70 that I’ve ‘wasted.’ Paul suggested I try the ULTIMATE NUTRITION GABA – Gamma Amino Butyric Acid. I’d rather something natural than a prescription or over-the-counter medication. I’m not going back on tranquilisations or sedatives. Been there, done that. Not for me. I feel so seedy and groggy and yuk when I wake the following morning.
Having said the above, I did book an appointment to see a doctor about my sleeping and also to get a routine blood test to check a few things out (blood sugar, iron, Vit B12, thyroid function etc). I’d be happy with a referral to a sleep specialist. The doctor I’m seeing was one Tim, my physio, suggested was good – ‘she’s young and quite progressive.’ Sounds good to me, thanks Tim.
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Day 21: Sunday 20 DecI’ve been getting increasingly ‘frustrated’ by my lack of anat & phys knowledge when Tim identifies particular muscles of my neck and pectoral (shoulder) girdle that are weak and/or dodgy (knotty!) or being naughty (ie. bad posture). So, out comes the anatomy colouring book (don’t laugh – it’s really cool!) and the anatomy and physiology text in order to get educated! Besides, I’ve been chatting with Tim over the past month about returning to my paramedic work. I’d join QAS (Queensland Ambulance Service). So, there’s no time like the present to start reviewing stuff, right? It’s good when you’re the one in control of your learning, opposed to being surrounded by deadlines and assignments and exams. I’m working on my preparation for the QAS fitness testing. But, because of my Nepal trek/climb, I’m not sure when I’ll apply. The application process is lengthy, so maybe I’ll see how I’m travelling with my personal stuff (confidence, decision making, assertiveness etc) by mid-year. I’m sure there’ll be no issues with my physical fitness and strength by then! How is this contributing to my physical, mental or emotional health? I’m getting educated about my muscular weaknesses AND I am working towards re-entering the paramedic profession after my short stint with Ambulance Victoria this year.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
This Year I Learned...
It sounds like the segment on ROVE, hey!
** Love you ROVE - and missing you and your Team already!**
This post was inspired by Craig Harper's current post titled 'What I've Learned (and re-learned) in 2009'. As I finished writing my comment, I realised that it was both unfair and inappropriate for me to post it in its entirity. So I posted a concise version on Craig's blog and have posted the complete version here.
I thought I was 'ready' to be a paramedic, but clearly I wasn't. It was the ultimate wake up call that I still have a looooong way to go in terms of building my confidence, developing my decision making skills, being an effective communicator and being the one 'in control.'
Doing too much training too soon, without the recommended progressive build up after... ummm.... 6 months of essentially doing bugger all exercise resulted in the onset of neck pain which has subsequently highlighted my poor scapula control (related to what must be years of poor posture). Seven physio sessions later I'm still 'messed up'! :( That isn't a reflection on Tim, my physio, at all. It is a reflection on the whole set of circumstances/contributing factors. I'm improving. The pain is just jumping around and changing. You live and learn, that's all I'll say. This was a big lesson!
I've been training with Gav, my PT, for 2x 45 min sessions a week since Sep 29. I've been keeping an honest food diary - that is, of EVERYTHING, every day and not just every 3rd day or when I'm 'good' - since Oct 19. I've now desensitised myself from needing/wanting the bad shit - a.k.a high carb, high fat, high sodium, high sugar crapola commonly found in chocolate, icecream, fast food places and bakey foodstuffs. I feel so damn good, Craig. Sure I have a long way to go yet but I just need to keep doing what I'm doing and I WILL MAKE IT "THIS TIME." How? BECAUSE I'M NOT GOING TO STOP TILL I GET THERE! GO ME!
"I learned that when you stop moving (interstate/intrastate) you actually start to develop close friendships and start to create things in your life that you love partially because of the people you share it with, not just because you love/enjoy the activity or thing."
My new passion is DANCE - the Les Mills BODY JAM way. I love the class, but I love the people who teach it and I love the participants I jam with! It doubles as a funky cardio workout and a social thing.
"I learned what true commitment looks, smells, tastes, feels and sounds like."
On Oct 13 I committed, financially (via a $1,000 deposit) to joining a mountaineering expedition in Nepal - a 24 day trek and summit climb of Mera Peak at 6476m. It's not just about the money though. It's about committing to it with your heart and soul and living and breathing what it is you have committed to. It's the most amazing thing to be truly committed. Try it for yourself and you be the judge.
"I learned that there are people out there who care about me and who want to see me create lasting change and become a better person."
My parents are amongst them, of course. Craig - you are too. Chezzy, my future mountain guide and team mate, Gav, my PT. And Tim, my physio is yet another - who I may add is really keen to see me get back to my paramedic career sometime soon. You're all so awesome and I want to thank you for sharing my journey to creating my best life.
Friday, December 18, 2009
Teasers of a Different Kind: A System of Rewarding Discipline
I used to get teased a lot when I was a kid. But this is not what this is about. It’s about discipline. And rewarding self for ones achievements.
I’ve decided I’m going to reward myself for every 2.5kg lost. Yes, I know it isn’t all about the (scale) weight – but it does serve as an indication of progress towards one of my key goals that I am committed to achieving in the first half of 2010.
The first target has been set to 75.0 kg. And my ‘teaser’ – the carrot I’ve dangled in front of my face (quite literally) is two CD music albums. I bought them on Monday afternoon but they will remain in their Sanity bag and out of my stereo, my computer (via iTunes) and iPod until such time that I reach 75 kg. I’m nearly there too – I was 75.5 kg this morning. So, it looks likely it’ll be available for my listening pleasure by Christmas.
How can I be so strong, you ask? Easy. Like I said before, it just comes back to discipline. Sure, I could easily whack the new CD’s into the CD player and put them onto my iTunes and iPod, but I’m not, because this is a commitment I’ve made to myself. And I don't want to hear about 'will power.' It's about discipline and focus and commitment. Will power might save you for 5 mins but beyond that its bullshit.
It was my 30th Birthday Sunday week ago (on the 6th) and the dinner I had on that day at Montezuma’s has been the only ‘cheat’ meal I’ve had since Monday 19 October when I recommenced keeping a daily food diary (that’s writing in it every day, not every third day or when I’ve been ‘good’). On the Tuesday just gone, I put together a little party for my family – nothing over the top, just some basic party food with the favourite thing for each of my family (Mum: licorice allsorts, vanilla and strawberry wafer biscuits, Dad: marshmallow snowballs, my brother: cheese flavoured corn chips and sundried tomato and French onion dips). And I even made my own cake on Sunday - a Lite Mixed Berry Cheesecake. The chocolate ‘happy birthday’ plaque is from the mini mud cake I bought my parents from Michel’s for their wedding anniversary. Honest – I really did make the cheesecake, it wasn’t a Michel’s one! Though it looks pretty damn good if I must say so myself! I had a teeny weeny slither with my family at the party on Tuesday and it was really nice. It was very pink! The chunky berries really made it.
I’m still giving thought to my 'schedule' of subsequent rewards. Here is my draft one:
75.0 kg – two CD music albums
72.5 kg – Lorna Jane top (one only, Jules!)
70.0 kg – DEXA scan at Body Composition Australia which involves a trip to Sydney. I’m going to go with Sarah who also wants one when she gets to 70kg.
67.5 kg – VO2 max bike test at UQ (University of Queensland) or QUT (Queensland University of Technology)
65.0 kg – Garmin GPS (for running)
62.5 kg – TBA
60.0 kg – TBA
57.5 kg – glamour photo shoot
* Body fat composition to be assessed at (around) 57.5 kg
A few other thoughts that spring to mind are:
Facial (I've never, ever had one)It's important to work hard, but it's also important to enjoy what you've created and achieved.
½ head of foils and my hair cut and straightened
Nike shoes from Harbour Town (Gold Coast) – I want some funky flat boots for BodyJam
Flexibility Highways – a DVD by Chuck Wolf
LIVE STRONG cycling shorts and jersey
Monday, December 14, 2009
100 Small Steps Challenge: The Second Week
Day 8: Monday 7 Dec
“I’m going to strap your shoulder blades together today” says Tim, the physio. “Is that to teach them to be good?” I asked. “Yes – they’re being naughty. It’s teaching them to be in a better position. It’s for postural correction." When I feel it pulling it means I’m rolling my shoulders inwards. So, here I am, my scapulae strapped. Nice work, Tim!
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Day 9: Tuesday 8 DecI love Tuesdays. Tuesday nights, in particular. At 7:30PM I hit the dance floor (err, the group exercise studio) and Jam for an hour! WOOP WOOP! Here we all are – the Tues night Wynnum Fitty First Jammers. Big shout out to Rach, Jazz and TK. How special did I feel when Jazz shouted out to me a “HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR SUNDAY, JULIA” during the warm up track? Luv you tons, Jazz! … and YAY – Rach, was so good to have you back teaching on stage, honey. I missed you. We all missed you. And thanks to you too for dedicating the track titled ‘My house’ to me. “This song is dedicated to Julia who woke up at 4:30AM and this song was in her head!” Luv you tons, Rach. You’re the Real McCoy of the Jammin’ World! Yes, yes, and I luv you too, TK! You rock! Jamming contributes to my mental health – it really does give me so much joy. I have so much fun. I was never into the going out clubbing thing, so this for me is like going out! It turns into a social thing too – I stay and chat with the Rach, Jazz and TK and a few other regulars, although tonight I didn’t stay for too long as I was really tired and needed to get to bed for some much needed rest.
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Day 10: Wednesday 9 DecI had PT with Gav yesterday morning at 9:30 and it didn’t take a brainiac to observe I wasn’t doing very well. I was stalling at every opportunity. I’d be talking to Gav and mucking around. I burned a grand total of 250 calories in our 45 min session. Like that is shithouse for me. I usually burn around 500-600. I was struggling for sure. Gav gave me the ‘overtraining’ pep talk not to punish me, but because he cared and was concerned that I’ll lose my passion for the gym and my training and/or get a nasty injury. I don’t want either, so thanks tons, Gav. You’ve been the best thing that’s happened to me for a long time. Anyway, the take home message from the pep talk yesterday was that it’s important I get to bed at 8:30PM each night. I’ve been going to bed at 9:30-10:00 and typically waking at 4:00AM. So, instead of fighting the early start, we need to work around it so that I get adequate rest and recovery time by going to bed earlier. And, here it is, a picture of the kitchen/dining room clock at 8:30PM. It actually didn’t happen last night as I was stubborn and went to my 7:30PM Jam class. It didn’t happen tonight either as I was grilling 3kg of chicken breast fillets in the George Foreman Grill. It really needed cooking. I also was gathering stuff together for my day at Sea World tomorrow. Time just got away, you know…
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Day 11: Thursday 10 DecYes, so hear I am, back at Sea World. Last Thursday I had my Lifeguard interview which I was unsuccessful with. However, on Tuesday Sam, my bestie (best friend), calls me and says she has two (free) tickets that she was given by a random person at work who was going to be unable to use them on the specified day (Thurs 10 Dec). “Do you want to come?” AHHHHH – hell yes, I do! I rescheduled my Thurs 4:00PM studio pilates class to Fri at 4:00PM and couldn’t put a lid on my excitement in anticipation of spending the day with Sam on Thursday at Sea World! And, to be honest, because I hadn’t forked out nearly $70 for the ticket, I was more excited about spending the day with Sam than Sea World! We had a ball though. The highlight would have had to have been the Imagine Dolphin Show… and also seeing Huddy (Hudson) feeding. Everyone say “awwww – cute!” Sam had to leave the Theme Park at 3:30PM to get to her PT session at the gym at 4:30PM but I hung around and lined up on a couple of rides and browsed the Gift Shop and spent lots of money! Thanks tons, honey, for a magical day. Sam paid for my $5 entry into the Water Park and also for my lunch – a yummy chicken, salad and sun-dried tomato wrap, and also a bottle of water. You’re so sweet – love you so much.
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Day 12: Friday 11 DecYesterday was my parents 37th Wedding Anniversary. Congratulations, Mum and Dad! This is the individual mud cake I got for them at Michel’s Patisserie on my way home from Sea World last night. It had a chocolate template with Happy Birthday written on it. But I whipped that off and placed four heart candles that I had found in a discount store, and two bee shaped icing decorations from a Pooh Bear collection I found in the cake decorating section in Coles Supermarket. I had got a blank card in the newsagent on Wednesday too, with ‘On Your Special Day’ on the front and some yellow flowers. Inside I wrote the following quote that I found from a website
Love is like waterMy parents loved the cake and the card. I love giving. And doing special things for the special people in my life. To me, this represents mental and emotional health as it gives me so much joy to brighten the lives of those close to me. You don’t have to spend $50+ to let someone know you love them. I spent less than $20 on the cake, cake decorations I added and the card. In fact, the card was $1 but because I had taken the time to find a beautiful quote and write it in my handwriting, I think it is more special than picking up a $6 card with something already printed. It shows I’ve given it more thought.
We can fall in it
We can drown in it
But we can’t live without it
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Day 13: Saturday 12 DecTim had said last Wednesday that if I’m having issues to give him a call on Monday as he may be able to see me before Wednesday. I called on Monday because my neck was still really stiff and yukky. Turned out Tim was fully booked anyway when I phoned just after 8:30AM. But it would have been 5 or so minutes later that I had a phone call from Nicole, the receptionist, saying she had had a cancellation for 2:30PM if I wanted it. “Yes please.” Although, I’m not sure why I was so excited – Tim gives my neck and muscles a thrashing. Ouch +++! I said to Nicole to keep the Wed 8:00AM appointment at this stage and see what Tim says. Clearly, I still have some underlying soft tissue ‘issues’ that we need to address as he said to me as we finished on Monday, “I think we better keep our Wednesday [physio] appointment.”
My ‘homework’ from Wednesday’s session, in addition to a bunch of stretches and exercises for my neck, was to try going for a swim before next [physio] session. “Just 10 laps, breathing both sides. That’s 500m.” Yes, Tim, I know 10x 50m = 500m! I went for this swim this afternoon at 1:45PM, at Manly pool which has only been open for a few weeks following major refurbishments. It was a 33m outdoor pool, not heated and it was shit! I had been there once or twice before. Now, it is a 25m heated salt water pool, still outdoors and it looks fantastic. I’ve really missed not being in the water. I love swimming. The last time I’d been in the water was on 15 November when I did my Pool Lifeguard Update course, and shit, did I pay for it the following day – my neck was really, really sore on the Monday morning. I saw Tim that afternoon, and I swear, had he gone near it that morning I would have punched him because it was already so sore. It had calmed down a bit though. Anyway, my swim this afternoon felt OK on the neck. I guess time will tell in the coming days if my neck continues to stay ‘happy’ (as happy as it can be!). By around 7:00PM tonight my neck and right scapula cracked it and was experiencing a weird pinching and pulling sensation again. (And it was shitty all day Sunday too, and was no better Monday morning either).
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Day 14: Sunday 13 DecIn my second PT session for the week, it was Gav’s turn to do some talking – err, I mean, teaching/instructing. It continued on from Tuesdays discussions about overtraining (where he had me Google ‘overtraining in sport’). He wrote out a weekly training schedule for me to address this issue. He says I’m doing too much training given I’m not sleeping enough. Another ongoing concern is that I’m also not eating enough for the training I’m doing each day. So, he has instructed me to wear my Polar heart rate monitor for 24 hours today to get a baseline figure on the calories I burn on a rest day. Here is my Polar heart rate monitor transmitter belt. I commenced the 24-hour study at 7:00PM last night. Total calories burned were 2405. That was really interesting. I wonder what my HR got down to? I’m going to download (?upload) the whole 24 hour file to my computer and find out.
Monday, December 7, 2009
100 Small Steps Challenge: The First Week
Last Monday (30/11/09) I joined in on Linda's "100 small steps challenge." The aims and rules of the Challenge are clearly set out here. There are quite a number of challengers now, and you can jump in at any time - so please leave a comment if you want to climb aboard too because we'd absolutely love to have you as part of our growing group.
Note to self: This Challenge is about taking small steps towards forever change - specifically, in the area of physical, mental and emotional fitness.
For those who are unaware, Les Mills have a bunch of group fitness programs, with the most popular being the strength training based, BodyPump. Every three months a new choreographed routine is released and you generally work on the new release for 4 weeks before mixing it up and going back to previous releases so no one gets bored.
My BodyJam (Les Mills' dance based program) journey started on 20 October and I've never looked back. It's the new love of my life. It's the highlight of my week - I have such a great time. The first time I did it I sucked at it - had no idea what my feet and arms and hips were doing at all. But, as time goes on, I'm getting more and more of the chorey and loving it so much more.
The 7:30PM BodyJam class at Carindale Fitness First was the launch of #51 for the regular Carindale Jammers, however my home club is at Wynnum and I had already done the New Release on Friday morning (also taught by the awesome Adam). Typically, you'll see a lot more people in 'launch week' than usual, and tonight at Carindale was no exception. The room was packed like sardines. Not kidding. And the air con may as well have been off as it was so hot in the room. I was way up the back, in the middle, and one of the other participants said it was even hotter up the front. I had seriously never perspired so much in the period of one hour in my life. I also had never felt I needed so much hydration in the hour or so following the class. I bought this Aussie Bodies HPLC (high protein low carb) bar on my way out of the gym as I knew I'd burned a bunch of calories and needed some energy replacement. * And Gav, the PT is always on my case about not eating enough given all the training I do.
My Jam journey started by attending the 7:30PM Tuesday class at my home club, Wynnum. Rach (the senior instructor) team teaches the class with Jazz (Jasmine) and TK (whose real name is Maori and I don't even know how you pronounce it!). Jazz and TK are trainee Jam instructors and are both mentored by Rach.
Over the past 6 weeks, I have been welcomed into the Jam family and am now friends with Rach, Jazz and TK. They light up my life, and rock my world. They truly are the coolest, crazziest, funnest and genuine people I've met in a long time. And they're all Kiwi's (New Zealanders) with obvious Maori blood lines. I'm Kiwi born, but Aussie bred but I still consider myself a Kiwi at heart. Dad's side of the family are from NZ, and Mum's side from Aus.
Here is a pic of the Jam teaching team at the Wynnum launch (well, it was for those who can't make it to any weekday morning classes). From left to right: Jazz, Rach and TK. Love you guys! Peace out to my favourite Jam teaching crew!
I've been seeing my physio for the past few weeks for ongoing neck pain. Tim wanted a photo of my sleeping posture as he suspects it could be part of the issues I'm having. I'm not really asleep in this photo! The pic was taken on Tuesday night, but I showed them to Tim on Wed morning.
I'm currently looking for casual/part time work and today I had an interview at Sea World. The position was a Lifeguard at the (small) water park. I originally thought I was applying for a lifeguard position at Wet 'n' Wild but for some reason my application was forwarded to HR at Sea World. To be honest, I would have preferred Wet 'n' Wild but tried not to over-think the whole thing by telling myself there must have been a reason it was forwarded to Sea World. I received an email the following day and learned I had been unsuccessful. However, I was totally fine with that as it was 84 km one way - a fair hike, and I was told some of the shifts may have been only four hours. I cannot justify the travel for four hours work at the pay rate I would have received. So, all good. I'll keep my eyes open for a suitable employment opportunity.
Whatever Tim (the physio) did on Wednesday really disturbed my neck. It seems my original presenting injury/complaint has morphed/mutated/changed into something different. It started off as being acute, constant neck pain that was aggravated by rotation. Now, the constant pain has gone but my neck musculature is clearly 'unhappy.' Since Wednesday's physio treatment I've experienced a pulling sensation in addition to it all feeling incredibly tight and 'icky.' Tim advised to put heat on it and I use the Lockeroom Pocket Physio to dig into my 'dodgy' bits in my neck as trigger point therapy (yellow is my favourite colour, so I had to buy a yellow one!).
I've been having ongoing sleeping issues. I have no trouble falling asleep, but I'm consistently waking after 4-5 hrs sleep. Typically at around 4:00AM, although it has been as early as 1:45, or 2:30. Nothing wakes me up at that time. Sometimes my cat, Mishka, wakes me at 4:30'ish but often I wake before her. I've been keeping a log of when I go to bed, when I wake and any sleeps I have during the day. I found this sleeping log online ages ago and I finally got around to finding the file on my USB memory drive and printing a few copies. I'll transfer what I've written in my lil' notebook onto this log so as to better see what's going on.
Today was my 30th Birthday! Goodbye to the 20's - I can't honestly say I'll miss them, as the majority of the past decade I'd rather just forget for reasons I won't get into here and now. I had a fun-filled day, although it didn't start off like that (again, I won't get started on that - Chelle, you know what I'm talking about, hey). I went down to Surfers Paradise with my parents to meet up with my Aunty and Uncle who were up from the Central Coast (NSW) for a few days (not specifically for my birthday either, by the way). We met them at the hotel they were staying at, then shortly after having a hot drink (not that I had cuppa - I'm not a big fan at all of hot drinks. Never have been. I do enjoy the odd mug of Hot Chocolate though) and brief discussion of what we were going to do for the afternoon, we headed into the town and checked out a few of the ideas my Aunty and Uncle had come up with. One was a place called 'Infinity' which sounded cool and fun. Another was ten pin bowling. Also good but I can do that anytime, anywhere. What appealed to me the most out of the suggested ideas was getting dressed up in a Victorian costume and having my photo taken. And that's exactly what I did. It was so much fun - I had an absolute ball. The photographer was a bit weird though - just a bit... how do I phrase it.. abrupt with her instructions? Anyway, I had fun and I was photographed in the one costume in four different settings/scenes holding the odd prop. The three photos I chose came out so well. I don't view myself as overly photogenic, but I really do like the ones I chose (with help from the others). They were printed in the brown/white contrast (I forget what its called - something beginning with 'C', is it?) and they were ready for my collection in 15 minutes. And, it'll be something I'll have forever as a reminder of my 30th birthday. After the photo shoot, we all went out to dinner to Montezuma's - a Mexican restaurant and I had a chicken burrito. It was so yummy. It was the first meal "off-the-plan" I had had since Oct 19. And to be honest, I didn't want food to be involved in my birthday as I was doing so well with my eating. I wanted to have a party when I got to my goal weight/body composition in four months (or whenever). There's no birthday cake (yet). And I had no dessert - was far too full anyway. The burrito was divine. My only regret was not to have shared my day with my brother - he didn't want to come...
NB: Okay, so perhaps expect me to write more than two lines on each day in the future! I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for me, and I'm happy if you don't want to read it - no offense taken whatsoever (I don't get 'precious' very often these days). I love writing and reflecting (is that obvious?).
Note to self: This Challenge is about taking small steps towards forever change - specifically, in the area of physical, mental and emotional fitness.
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Day 1: Monday Nov 30For those who are unaware, Les Mills have a bunch of group fitness programs, with the most popular being the strength training based, BodyPump. Every three months a new choreographed routine is released and you generally work on the new release for 4 weeks before mixing it up and going back to previous releases so no one gets bored.
My BodyJam (Les Mills' dance based program) journey started on 20 October and I've never looked back. It's the new love of my life. It's the highlight of my week - I have such a great time. The first time I did it I sucked at it - had no idea what my feet and arms and hips were doing at all. But, as time goes on, I'm getting more and more of the chorey and loving it so much more.
The 7:30PM BodyJam class at Carindale Fitness First was the launch of #51 for the regular Carindale Jammers, however my home club is at Wynnum and I had already done the New Release on Friday morning (also taught by the awesome Adam). Typically, you'll see a lot more people in 'launch week' than usual, and tonight at Carindale was no exception. The room was packed like sardines. Not kidding. And the air con may as well have been off as it was so hot in the room. I was way up the back, in the middle, and one of the other participants said it was even hotter up the front. I had seriously never perspired so much in the period of one hour in my life. I also had never felt I needed so much hydration in the hour or so following the class. I bought this Aussie Bodies HPLC (high protein low carb) bar on my way out of the gym as I knew I'd burned a bunch of calories and needed some energy replacement. * And Gav, the PT is always on my case about not eating enough given all the training I do.
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Day 2: Tuesday Dec 1
My Jam journey started by attending the 7:30PM Tuesday class at my home club, Wynnum. Rach (the senior instructor) team teaches the class with Jazz (Jasmine) and TK (whose real name is Maori and I don't even know how you pronounce it!). Jazz and TK are trainee Jam instructors and are both mentored by Rach.
Over the past 6 weeks, I have been welcomed into the Jam family and am now friends with Rach, Jazz and TK. They light up my life, and rock my world. They truly are the coolest, crazziest, funnest and genuine people I've met in a long time. And they're all Kiwi's (New Zealanders) with obvious Maori blood lines. I'm Kiwi born, but Aussie bred but I still consider myself a Kiwi at heart. Dad's side of the family are from NZ, and Mum's side from Aus.
Here is a pic of the Jam teaching team at the Wynnum launch (well, it was for those who can't make it to any weekday morning classes). From left to right: Jazz, Rach and TK. Love you guys! Peace out to my favourite Jam teaching crew!
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Day 3: Wednesday Dec 2I've been seeing my physio for the past few weeks for ongoing neck pain. Tim wanted a photo of my sleeping posture as he suspects it could be part of the issues I'm having. I'm not really asleep in this photo! The pic was taken on Tuesday night, but I showed them to Tim on Wed morning.
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Day 4: Thursday Dec 3I'm currently looking for casual/part time work and today I had an interview at Sea World. The position was a Lifeguard at the (small) water park. I originally thought I was applying for a lifeguard position at Wet 'n' Wild but for some reason my application was forwarded to HR at Sea World. To be honest, I would have preferred Wet 'n' Wild but tried not to over-think the whole thing by telling myself there must have been a reason it was forwarded to Sea World. I received an email the following day and learned I had been unsuccessful. However, I was totally fine with that as it was 84 km one way - a fair hike, and I was told some of the shifts may have been only four hours. I cannot justify the travel for four hours work at the pay rate I would have received. So, all good. I'll keep my eyes open for a suitable employment opportunity.
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Day 5: Friday Dec 4Whatever Tim (the physio) did on Wednesday really disturbed my neck. It seems my original presenting injury/complaint has morphed/mutated/changed into something different. It started off as being acute, constant neck pain that was aggravated by rotation. Now, the constant pain has gone but my neck musculature is clearly 'unhappy.' Since Wednesday's physio treatment I've experienced a pulling sensation in addition to it all feeling incredibly tight and 'icky.' Tim advised to put heat on it and I use the Lockeroom Pocket Physio to dig into my 'dodgy' bits in my neck as trigger point therapy (yellow is my favourite colour, so I had to buy a yellow one!).
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Day 6: Saturday Dec 5I've been having ongoing sleeping issues. I have no trouble falling asleep, but I'm consistently waking after 4-5 hrs sleep. Typically at around 4:00AM, although it has been as early as 1:45, or 2:30. Nothing wakes me up at that time. Sometimes my cat, Mishka, wakes me at 4:30'ish but often I wake before her. I've been keeping a log of when I go to bed, when I wake and any sleeps I have during the day. I found this sleeping log online ages ago and I finally got around to finding the file on my USB memory drive and printing a few copies. I'll transfer what I've written in my lil' notebook onto this log so as to better see what's going on.
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Day 7: Sunday Dec 6Today was my 30th Birthday! Goodbye to the 20's - I can't honestly say I'll miss them, as the majority of the past decade I'd rather just forget for reasons I won't get into here and now. I had a fun-filled day, although it didn't start off like that (again, I won't get started on that - Chelle, you know what I'm talking about, hey). I went down to Surfers Paradise with my parents to meet up with my Aunty and Uncle who were up from the Central Coast (NSW) for a few days (not specifically for my birthday either, by the way). We met them at the hotel they were staying at, then shortly after having a hot drink (not that I had cuppa - I'm not a big fan at all of hot drinks. Never have been. I do enjoy the odd mug of Hot Chocolate though) and brief discussion of what we were going to do for the afternoon, we headed into the town and checked out a few of the ideas my Aunty and Uncle had come up with. One was a place called 'Infinity' which sounded cool and fun. Another was ten pin bowling. Also good but I can do that anytime, anywhere. What appealed to me the most out of the suggested ideas was getting dressed up in a Victorian costume and having my photo taken. And that's exactly what I did. It was so much fun - I had an absolute ball. The photographer was a bit weird though - just a bit... how do I phrase it.. abrupt with her instructions? Anyway, I had fun and I was photographed in the one costume in four different settings/scenes holding the odd prop. The three photos I chose came out so well. I don't view myself as overly photogenic, but I really do like the ones I chose (with help from the others). They were printed in the brown/white contrast (I forget what its called - something beginning with 'C', is it?) and they were ready for my collection in 15 minutes. And, it'll be something I'll have forever as a reminder of my 30th birthday. After the photo shoot, we all went out to dinner to Montezuma's - a Mexican restaurant and I had a chicken burrito. It was so yummy. It was the first meal "off-the-plan" I had had since Oct 19. And to be honest, I didn't want food to be involved in my birthday as I was doing so well with my eating. I wanted to have a party when I got to my goal weight/body composition in four months (or whenever). There's no birthday cake (yet). And I had no dessert - was far too full anyway. The burrito was divine. My only regret was not to have shared my day with my brother - he didn't want to come...
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Stay tuned for Days 8-14. I'm loving this Challenge already - thanks so much Linda. It's going to be like a photo diary.NB: Okay, so perhaps expect me to write more than two lines on each day in the future! I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for me, and I'm happy if you don't want to read it - no offense taken whatsoever (I don't get 'precious' very often these days). I love writing and reflecting (is that obvious?).
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