Friday, January 22, 2016

I Smell Like Cat Pee

I was off and "walking" for my break tonight at work….there's a Sprouts market about 1/2 mile from me, so I decided  tonight would be the night that I braved the highly trafficked road that separates my employer from the Sprouts Market.

Since the call of the apples and tangelos was too much to resist, I thought it would be a great workout and a nice personal accomplishment to face that road, finally.

It's a pretty chilly night here in Colorado; there is still some ground cover of snow, and several ugly heaps where the snow plows piled it up.  
I had on a fairly warm jacket; it’s a hoodie lined with some fur.  The air was crisp, so I alternated between having my hood up and down.  
I walked briskly.  The return to work is an uphill incline, so by the time I got to my desk with my fruit I was a little sweaty.

I unzipped my coat and my nose started sniffing something wrong.  I thought what is that smell??!?!

It smells like...sniff sniff....cat pee!!!!  Yuuck!

It took me a moment to realize the scent was coming out of my skin.  My slight sweat underneath my coat.  It smelled heavily of ammonia and was reminiscent of cat pee!

Since I'm an armchair doctor, I pulled up trusty Google and diagnosed myself via the search engine.

I found out that basically the reason for the odor is what happens when the body starts to break down protein – when no carbs are available.  Increasing carbs, even if it’s just an apple or a slice of whole grain bread, prior to a workout should curb this effect.

Glad I picked up some apples while I was at Sprouts, on my walk.  It’s almost ironic.

Humbly,

The Cat Pee Lady

PS: Over 8000 on my Fit Bit tonight...YAY!

Thursday, January 14, 2016

FitBit, Kettle Bell workout, and my Bitch Scar

Yesterday morning I did a kettle bell workout that I found on YouTube.  I liked it, the gist of it was that you did 3 reps of the same 6 moves, the first round of reps you did 14, the second round 13, and the final round 12 reps.  I knew it was a good workout by the way my heart rate was up, and how tired I was by the end of the day. 

Whenever I work out, I am generally more motivated to keep it healthy during the day (that is a definite benefit of working out in the AM vs. the PM for me).  Since I’d started my day out with a workout, I was all over watching my step count on my Fitbit.  I walked with intention and surpassed my 8,000 step goal.

Last night I suffered with horrid leg cramps.  Charlie horse cramps, even towards the front of my calf.  I definitely think being somewhat deficient on potassium played a role in that, on top of the workout I’d done in the morning.  I popped a potassium pill but was still awoken in the night with some cramping. 

Speaking of my Fitbit, the original goal that was pre-set was to get 10,000 steps per day.  I think that is the medically recognized healthy standard.  For me, I found that I never reached that goal.  I decided to reduce it to 8,000.  8,000 is a number that I have to put effort into getting, but it feels attainable.  I decided once I start to consistently get 8,000 steps (for at least a week straight, maybe 2 weeks) that I will then up the count, probably to 8,500.  Slow and steady.  It just really sucked to never feel like I was even close to meeting the step goal.  It also took me awhile to figure out I could adjust my goal within the Fitbit app.

If you want, you can find me and add me on Fitbit under “Lea G”.  (I think!!)

On another topic, which is a little gross (you’ve been warned).   I have multiple scars on my stomach from my RNY surgery.  The spots where the tools went in, and then some scars from the 3 tubes that were inserted into me during the “emergency” surgery.  The biggest scar, the one that was from the tube that went into my stomach for drainage, has healed but I’ve always referred to it as my “bitch scar” because it gets unexpectedly tender and sometimes feels weird.

I was never too worried about infection or anything, because it had healed overall, was just sensitive sometimes.  Well, two nights ago I noticed there was a scab on my scar.  I was surprised, but realized it had felt extra tender throughout the day (not SORE, but noticeable in the back of my mind).  I started lightly messing with the scab, it came right off followed by a little pus.  Yikes.  That was really all there was to it though, no big deal.

The next night (last night) I was relaxing and laying on my stomach relaxing, watching Netflix.  I got up and went down the hall and realized my shirt felt damp, right near the scar.  I investigated to find that the scar had another small looking scab on it, but the area was wet with…some pus, and liquid.  I scraped the area lightly and I saw a perfectly circular hole in my scar. 

It really tripped me out!!  I couldn’t believe what I was seeing.  I googled it and everything says that it’s likely a stitch that worked itself out.  I know that the drainage tube did have stitches in it to hold it in place, so my surgeon must have missed one the day I went in to have the tube removed.    

Has anyone else ever had that happen to them?  Isn’t it amazing what our bodies can do?

Tuesday, January 12, 2016

I'm Baaack! Weight loss update, Gastric Bypass news

I know that when weight loss blogs quiet down it usually means that the person has stopped losing weight.

Not me.  I lost my blogger password and lost my related google password, so it's all just been a little on the ridiculous side.

I won't waste too much energy saying how I'm going to be maintaining this blog much more faithfully, though that is my plan!!

So, recap:

Weight Watchers was great, my previous blog entries focused around that point in my life.  Meanwhile though, more developments:
  • I had gastric bypass (RNY) on June 15th, 2015.
  • I had emergency gastric bypass exploratory on June 17th, 2015. 
    • Turns out, I had a leak and was going toxic.  I'll do a blog post on that later.
  • I had an extended recovery, it took me about 10 weeks to feel good again.

So, here I am, January 12th of 2016.  That means I'm almost at my 7 month surgery mark.  It's been fantastic.  

Previously, I felt that I had little control over food. 

Weight Watchers helped me keep it at an "acceptable" intake, but life in general seemed to require putting in an extreme amount of effort, thought, calculation into food.

It's hard to live life when you are focused on food all the time.

What am I going to eat next?  What can I afford?  How will I "treat" myself?  How many calories is in that?  Blah blah blah.

I don't know about you, but it just gets old.  Who wants to feel deprived regularly?  Not me.

With my surgery, I don't feel deprived anymore.  I eat a very small amount of food, and feel full.  Satisfied.

Yes, there were "head hunger" issues in the beginning (it's hard to beleive a couple bites could have me feeling stuffed, when I used to like to eat for pleasure and could easily munch down 5 soft tacos and a beefy 5 layer ;) )

Also, the surgery for me doesn't impact the type of foods I can consume.  I had opted for the gastric bypass because one of the common side effects of it is a "dumping syndrome", where basically if you eat something too sugary, too fatty, your body will go ape shit and you'll feel like crap, throw up...basically live in the bathroom for an hour or so.  I wanted that reinforcement, but for me, I didn't get that.  I can munch a fried chicken wing.  I can eat a cookie.  No dumping.

That said, my point is that I can still eat anything, I just have to make a choice to consume what will best serve me.  Since I can't eat much, and don't eat just for the pleasure of it, it's very, very easy to want to make healthy choices.  


I have continued with my measurements, and have been documenting my body changes with pictures.  Some I don't mind sharing now, others I think I will wait for down the road. 

If you are reading this, I hope you are well.  :)



Monday, March 17, 2014

Lovin on the Luck of the Irish


First things first, Happy St. Patty's day! 
 
Second, as you may have noticed, I've been "away";  I let myself slide back into old, rotten, unhealthy eating habits after a period of months with no real “progress” for weight loss.  Even though I have been decently working out, over the last 5 weeks, I have gained about 11 pounds by what I’ve been shoveling into the old pie hole.  While I didn’t throw the baby out with the bathwater, I did splash a lot of bathwater outta the tub.

 

It’s alarming how good habits can so easily be undone!  Old habits that make me feel terrible in the long run, still feel really good in the short term.  Suck!

 

I’ve  got the fire lit again for things like going through the drive-through.   It’s been a culinary delight, a tasty pleasure, a delicious road to weight gain….but, I’m tired of feeling like CRAP and seeing old jiggles return, so it’s time for a change.  I thought I should write this out so that I can refer back to it or maybe it will be something that someone out there can benefit by.

 

Since I’ve let so much unhealthy food into my system, I’ve been feeling:

·         Bloated

·         Grumpier than “normal”

o   For awhile there, I was on cloud 9 most of the time.

·         Can’t get my digestive system to EMPTY

o   I’m not constipated, but I certainly can tell that I haven’t fully cleansed out like I could when I was eating a healthier diet.

·         Greedy for food

o   The saying familiar to my generation, of “Once you pop, you can’t stop” comes to mind.  For me, it’s true when Taco Bell or savory unhealthy foods are on the menu.  As much as I don’t like it and wish it wasn’t that way, it is.  I don’t do well with “cheats” because once I get a taste, I only want more and more rather than feeling satisfied.

·         Much less energetic

o   Less drive to not only exercise, but also to do “things” in general.  Sitting in front of the TV sounds more & more inviting, going for a walk or riding a bike sounds like..bleh!

·         Not thriving

o   Where’d all my kick-ass attitude go?

·         Ashamed

·         Many people, including co-workers and family, are interested in my weight loss & are also very supportive.  While my weight loss is totally for ME, I also feel a desire to keep succeeding, I don’t want to fail with everyone rooting for me!

·         Frustrated

o   In myself.

 

Personally, I’m not a fan of feeling like crap. 

 

Today, I’m changing it all.  I’m back on track ya’ll.  Water, food.  Cut out the meat, which I’m becoming more and more convinced is the way to go.  It’s a tricky thing, learning that your foundational beliefs are incorrect.  Learning that dairy isn’t safe and the only means for my bones to get calcium.  Learning that red meat has bad effects (This Iowa girl had red meat on her plate 2 times per day, on average).  Learning that there is much more to the meatless world than apples and carrots. 

 

So, BOOM, it’s on.

 

Second, my girlfriend was enlightening me of the benefits of Bentonite Clay, aka, Indian Healing Clay.  I’d heard her mention it before, but I’d kinda forgotten about it.  On this day of recovery and detox, I was thinking of the good and nurturing things I could do for myself.  Detox isn’t easy  and I’m a big fan of caring about myself instead of beating myself up.  I’m no masochist. 
 

Maddy, my friend, said it better than I can, so let me share some of her words of wisdom regarding this product.  As a disclaimer, neither of us are doctors so don’t think that because you see info here that I am medically recommending it.  I’m not.  Just sharing info I find awesome:

·          There is so much to learn about how this stuff can help you in and out.  When you mix this with fluid like water or coconut milk or coconut oil, it then has the ability to absorb toxins and remove toxins of every kind.  So never store this in a metal container and don’t use metal lids.  Just glass or plastic because it will actually absorb metals, thinking it is a toxin.  And that’s a good thing. 

·         What’s also nice is it has an alkalizing effect, like when you drink lemon water, and will balance gut bacteria.  So if you’re bloated drink it!

·          I’ve used it for a million things.  Toothpaste, mud mask, body scrub (which is nice in the shower because if it gets everywhere you just wash your shower with it), if I have a sore or a bug bite or a cut, if my stomach is upset, if I’m hung over and need minerals and electrolytes, and as a detox. 

·         The only thing I’d be careful of is when you use it as a detox.  It absorbs and removes stuff, right, so wait 2 hours after you’ve taken any supplements or prescriptions or have had a meal to use it. It takes your body 2 hours to properly digest. 

·         Seriously lady, prepare for your beauty products and detox stuff to change completely.  Ive been using this now for 2-ish years.  Its hard to stop using what we’ve been used to using, like the junk we buy at the stores.  This is cheaper, better, and more affordable.  Shit, I should be a spokes person for this!!”

·         “Mix the clay with coconut oil and you have one powerful toothpaste.  my gums look pinker which means they’re healthier and my teeth are whiter”

·         “In fact I don’t wear face make up anymore because of it, just eye makeup.  Ive worn makeup since I was 10 because I was an early puberty girl. These last few months I've been so happy with my skin”.

 

Well said, well said.  I’m going to start using it in various ways.  Join me if you want to!! We can compare uses and results.

 

 

 

Thursday, January 2, 2014

Happy New Year! Welcome 2014, goodbye 2013.


Happy New Year!!!  I welcome 2014 with open arms.  As I publicly announced to 2014 via Facebook…I am SO in the zone for you!  :)

Inspired by Anele, at Success Along the Weigh, I thought I would take some time to reflect on the changes that took place in my life in 2013 because of my weight loss that made me a happier person.


1.       I rode a bike with my son!!!  Around our neighborhood we go out and about and laugh our heads off… the first time my son was yelling “Mom! Youre doing it youre doing it!!”  He was so distracted by me that he plowed into a garbage can full on…he didn’t get hurt, thankfully, but I know he was just in the shock of the moment.  ……………. You guys, I don’t recall if I’ve ever detailed what an obstacle my body was for me when I first started to work out.  My legs and knees felt so stiff and heavy.  I bought a recumbent indoor exercise bike.  I couldn’t climb onto it.  I had to get a little step ladder out, just to get up onto the bike seat.  Once I would get up on that seat I was nervous the whole time that the pin that held the seat in place would snap,  and the seat would slam down and break on me.  With persistence, I kept riding that bike.  I didn’t pay attention to distance, RPM, calorie, time or anything.  I had to put extra  pillows down on top of the seat because all the pressure of my weight killed KILLED my butt,  just sitting there, moving.  It sucked bad at first.  But, I kept going…  My legs started to loosen up.  The muscles started to get stretched again beyond their normal movements of walking – which was all they had in their “memory”.  After weeks,  I could get up on that bike without the step ladder.  A couple weeks later, I didn’t need an extra cushion.   Now, I can fling myself up onto it without much of a thought.   No special seat pads required.  Yesterday, I did over 10 miles in 50 minutes with no pain.  It amazes me.  Something that used to seem so hard is now something that I don’t have to give a second thought to.  My workouts on that bike gave me the courage to buy a bike & start riding outside.  J

2.       I had the courage to try, and actually FIT INTO RIDES at amusement parks this year!  First was the bumper cars at Lakeside, then roller coasters at Elitches.  Amazing!  Not to mention, the turn styles were no problem either.

3.       I fit into an airplane seat!  Believe me, my heart was pounding before I knew what would happen there…

4.       I stopped feeling helpless and started to feel strong & capable.

5.       I can now sit Indian style, or some may refer to it as criss-cross-apple-sauce .  Before, if I were sitting on the floor with my legs outstretched, I could pull one leg in towards me at a time, using my hands to literally pull my ankle towards me.  Without hands I could bend my leg in to an approximately 35* angle.  Now, I can cross my legs without hand assistance.  I do use my hands to pull one ankle up on top of the other leg for a yoga-like position, but I’ll take that any day over feeling so stiff and unflexible!

6.       Speaking of crossing legs, I can now cross my right leg over my left leg, comfortably.  That’s something my thick legs were too thick for before.  I always sat with my legs straight, at most crossed at the ankles.  Next  change will be being able to comfortably cross my left leg over my right leg. 

7.       I tried and loved eating clean, I literally started to crave healthy food instead of my old picks of Taco Bell, Ruffles, and ice cream.  I never would have believed that would happen to me.

8.       I’ve fit into all my old “skinny” jeans..also known as the jeans I wore before pregnancy.  On to the next skinny ;)

I’m still figuring out my goals for 2014…I think it’s good to have a plan, even though it will surely evolve with the year.

How about you?  Any personal victories?  What goals do you have for 2014?

Thursday, October 24, 2013

Weighing In even when I don't wanna

Last week wasn’t my finest as far as eating.  With feeling sorry for myself because my sister is so far away, my son being sick and feeling just miserable, missing work, and having so many errands and phone calls to make I felt like a Task-Master…it added up and I ate the way I normally do not.  I totally over-ate on food that I ususally don't eat much of.  In my state of "ugh-ness", I also did not bother to work out, I was too busy, I was sure of it.

Determined to “get back on track”, I got back in the groove of things (my normal eating, exersizing) on Monday.  I decided I was going to S-K-I-P my weigh in this week.  After all, I don’t want to get myself depressed, and if I had a bad weigh in, it would depress me.

BUT, I was worried about what damage had been done?  How much did I put on?  What if I go above 300 pounds at my Weigh In?  My mind has quite a skill when it comes to imagination.  I started thinking I put on 13 pounds?  8 pounds?  -- dread.

I decided to take away the power I was giving my imagination, so, I bit the bullet and went to weigh in.

To my shock and delight, I actually LOST weight:  2.4 lbs!!!

Perhaps last week I was holding onto a lot of fluids, so even though I actually gained, the water weight masked it? 

Maybe the hard exercise and on-point eating I did Monday & Tuesday was the key?  (doubt it)

Maybe that I had drank about a gallon of tea and 4 gallons(ish) of water had done it?

I felt so thankful, and knew, even before I had weighed in, that I want to keep losing weight and keeping that scale down (NOT UP).  Seeing the loss really gave me a boost and Moh-Tee-Vay-shun Baby! 

 

Do you ever get pleasantly surprised at your weigh in? 

Tuesday, October 22, 2013

Love this video.

 My aforementioned acupuncturer also suggested this, but I had forgotten it until I ran a cross this video tonight on YouTube. 

It's a great technique for re-setting our mind to be able to think of things in a different way - this one is for binge eating type of deals.  It helps if you are recalling a binge or in the midst of one. 

I don't own the rights, but may I suggest:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OxYy6LcssUY&feature=youtube_gdata_player