I’ve been getting quite a few side-long glances lately, and I don’t mean from strangers. No, its mostly been my long-time friends and a few relatives that have been looking at me curiously. They aren’t quiet sure what to make of it, this new me, the old me but different.
My friends that expect me to drop everything and rearrange my schedule to go for a sixty mile bike ride or the friends that expect me to show up at the local race are wondering what has happened to their cardio junkie that could never get enough miles and their overly competitive buddy that could never acquire enough trophies to convince herself she could actually run.
The other homeschool moms are asking why I’m all dressed-up. What’s the occasion? My sister quit waiting for a fight, because I stopped starting one. My kids even stopped being afraid to ask a question, because I stopped jumping down their throat with the answers. My husband still does a double blink expecting his old wife to appear after he clears his eyes. But she hasn’t returned (thank the gods). And the new me is still here. Get used to her, because I’ve fallen in love with her (and so has my hubby).
Don’t worry world, I’m just as vain as ever, I just care less about what the world thinks and more about what I think about myself. If I fall asleep knowing my husband loves the hell out of me, my kids think I’m a superstar and I like myself, I’m gonna sleep well.
You may wonder what the hell all this has to do with running, biking and all the other bullshit I like to blog about, well here it is. I’m fitter, faster and freakier than ever at forty. That’s right, I am faster and fitter and freakier than ever. If you care to be the same at forty, I will attempt to explain what I’ve done without elaborating on how the transformation came about. Just think of it as a transformation that took place because I was exhausted of being my old self.
I may no longer care if the community knows I’m a fast runner, but I still care that I can run fast. A matter of fact, I am running faster now, just shy of age forty, than I have ever run in my life. My latest training run pace was the same pace as my fasted 5K ever. I’m proud of that (and yeah, I did just kind of brag about it). If you are wondering how it’s possible here it is in a nutshell: I run less, do more core and weights, and spend less time working out.
I used to average about 35-40 miles running, squeeze in about 100+ miles on my bike and a 3000 yards swim each week.
Now I run about 17 miles a week, do core/cardio 30 minutes five days a week and swim about 3000 yards one day a week. I work out no more than one hour a day and take off Sundays.
Here’s the thing, I used to run distance because I loved it. I would run away from my problems, contemplate life, indulge in my alone time. I would return refreshed but tired, too tired in fact, to have the energy to keep up with my two growing children. I would drag myself through the remaining portion of the day, dreading chores and schoolwork. By the time my hubby got home I was not only too tired to converse with him, I was resentful that he got to come home and relax while my day was still going. I was a resentful bitch and absolutely no fun to be around.
So now I workout for different reasons. I’m no longer escaping my life, quite the opposite really, I hate to leave for even 30 minutes because I don’t want to be away from my family that long. No, now I work out for my physical health and to look the way I desire to look. That last statement seems really vain, I know, but it is true. My personal happiness is directly related to how I look (so shoot me) and providing I have any control over that, I will work out to meet those needs. My husband appreciates it too, so why not?
Do I worry about gaining weight? No. I figured out a long time ago that weight has nothing to do with how much you work out. I was my heaviest when I was training for my marathon. Weight has everything to do with what you eat (not how much you eat). A calorie is NOT a calorie. If you want to hear more about this, you may have to wait for another blog.
Here’s another tip for those of you pushing forty, especially the cardio junkies: you need more weight training and less endurance training to maintain your lovely figure, especially you ladies. I promise to write a blog about my take on looking hot into your forties next.
So to wrap it up, here is my new me and the philosophy I live by:
Go short and fast (running), do more core and weight training to be leaner not meaner, ride for pleasure not distance, never use a workout as a reason to eat, carb-up, or replace calories.
Always look your best. I don’t care if you are going to the grocery store or to the homeschool co-op, look and be the best you can be. Why the hell would you want anything less for yourself?
If you are too damned tired from your workout to listen and keep up with your kids, then you are being a selfish bitch. Cut it out. They will grow up to hate you.
If you don’t have the desire to jump into your husbands arms and kiss him all over (literally) when he walks through that door, then it’s time to stop and evaluate yourself. Nuf said.
And for those of you who don’t think I was funny enough in this blog, please check out my new favorite website: www.chocolateanus.com. All my runclub friends are getting one of these this year:)
and please, if you like what I have to say, can you please share my blog with your friends?
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If you’ve been following me on twitter lately, you may have noticed my focus going from running to running my mouth off against GMO’s. It has upset some twipsters, but only 2 of the 60,000 I have following me have truly bumped heads with me on it.
In the following blog I am simply going to tell my story, and maybe rattle off just a few tidbits of information available on the subject. If you are so inclined, you can seek more information on your own. I’ve put links throughout this blog that will take you to places to learn the truth about GMOs. And in the end, you can draw your own conclusion.
I have a Masters degree in Veterinary Science. During my years working on that degree I had the honor of working with some amazing scientists. Like many students, I was disillusioned into thinking that most research had the sole purpose of discovery, cures and evolving science. Along the way, and while working after receiving my degree I became aware that it is not. Research is more about keeping students and post-docs employed and making the givers of grant money happy.
At most facilities that do scientific research, especially universities, PhD’s seek grant money from places like pharmaceutical and biotech companies. That money is used to perform research on things like new drugs, vaccines, and so on. But more than anything, that research money keeps labs going. It pays for the lab techs, the grad student’s stipends, and the post-doc’s pay. Without that money, people lose their jobs. Many labs are run solely on grant money.
You learn very quickly that you better come up with the results the company providing the funding wants, or they may take their business elsewhere. That is all I’m going to say about that. And by the way, it was while working in an immunology lab that I made the decision NOT to continue vaccinating my children.
I left research to raise my kids. I simply could not work in a field doing research I didn’t agree with.
Fast forward almost 10 years. I am a mother. I am an avid reader of all things related to nutrition, fitness, health, medicine, science and running. I am a self proclaimed nutrition guru. My brain is packed full of alternative and non-alternative medicine, and can tell you what to do for your IT band injury. But along the way, I learned about the corruption of our food. It is nearly impossible to investigate nutrition without finding yourself on the dirty path that our food has taken to the modern day.
As a person who has first hand experience working in research, I do not bat an eye when I am told things like “Monsanto didn’t allow it to be published.” or “He lost his job because he tried to publish his research.”
Everyone says, “Show me the peer reviewed research!” or “The FDA says there is no difference between natural crops and GMO crops.” But they are so misinformed.
Monsanto has spent millions of dollars educating the public about how safe their products are. They have millions to do just that. The small groups of scientists and citizens who know better don’t have millions to counter those commercials.
And as far as the research, well, thanks to the FDA, GMO’s don’t have to be tested for safety. Our FDA is a messed up and overworked agency. They don’t have time to test every new product on the market. If a company believes that their new product is generally recognized as safe (GRAS), they don’t need to test it. If you want to create your own GMO product, you can put it on the market with no testing tomorrow.
Yes, Monsanto has paid for some testing. The studies were crap, they’ve ‘proven’ GMO’s are safe, big surprise. And they will stand behind those crappy experiments until the dead cows they killed come home. Independent scientists and countries where it is banned have done research that proves otherwise. But I don’t need testing to know GMO’s are bad.
Seeing reports that entire herds of animals died after eating GMO cotton stocks–that’s telling. Seeing the results of studies where mice die at twice the rate when fed GMO feed as compared to their control mice eating non-GMO– that’s telling. The fact that wild animals won’t eat GMO crops…that says a lot. And the fact that cows, squirrels, pigs, sheep, bison and rats will choose natural over GMO feed when offered both, that speaks volumes to me. I can do that very experiment in my own back yard, and see the proof.
GMO’s do not help farmers, they are not going to end world hunger and are not good for the planet (ask the 60% of butterflies that die when their milkweed is exposed to GMO pollen). They increase the amount of pesticide needed, they don’t increase yield potential but reduce it over time, they create super-weeds that are resistant to herbicide, they can cause health issues and are less nutritious than natural foods (all information and scientific documentation can be found in the links provided).
I can go on and on…
But above all, I strive to feed my children the very best, least toxic food I can find. And I am trying to support all actions that make our planet a better place for them to live. That said, I don’t feed GMO’s to my children. I buy organics, because that is the only way to know the food is GMO free and I fight for the labeling of GMOs.
If you want to know more, check out some of my links. I also suggest watching the movie, Genetic Roulette , The World According to Monsanto, Food inc. or if you are into reading, these books are extremely informative and site the research all those people beg for: Seeds of Deception, The World According to Monsanto, The Unhealthy Truth, One Mother’s Shocking Investigation Into America’s Food Supply–And What Every Family Can do to Protect Themselves, (all of these links go to Amazon, not because they pay me…I wish, but because you can see the reviews and read the back cover).
And by the way, being GMO free makes me run faster! When you are healthy, you really do run faster:)
I sent out a tweet last week that said: Every time I think about eating garbage, I remind myself that my 20 year reunion is in less than a month. I had quite a few retweets and a couple of tweeps that said they had their reunions coming up this summer too… but the response that caught my attention was the reply that said: @dianeistrong, you shouldn’t care what others think.
My mind instantly floated back to those afterschool specials with the heart-felt, all warmy-feeling messages about self-esteem and confidence.
You’re right, I thought, I shouldn’t care what people think of me. But then I thought, the hell I shouldn’t!
I’ve been staring at the nine bug bites on my stomach wondering when the hell they will go away. They’ve been there for weeks and I look like I have chickenpox! It’s like they are trying to compete with the gallbladder surgery scars on my navel and between the rib cage.
I’m not nearly as concerned about those nine bites as I am about the six that are on by bikini line. It looks like I got in a fight with a rusty razor. (Sorry, no picture, I just couldn’t bring myself to post it.) This morning I found myself applying triple antibiotic ointment to them in hopes of a speedier healing. The second day of our reunion is going to be spent at the beach (what kind of sick test is this!), I can’t have these things on me with 200+ classmates judging me.
Of course the rash I get in my armpits from my homemade deodorant probably won’t look too hot with my swimsuit either. If you catch me swimming or sunbathing with my shorts on and my arm held tight to my sides and my hands wrapped around my waist in a tangled mess then you can be sure the damn things didn’t heal in time.
I almost forgot about that line of cuts on the top of my shin that I re-nick every time I shave my legs. Even if they did heal, I’m going to have white spots on my legs because I essentially shaved off my suntan. There is one good thing about the nicks, they take away from the bulging varicose vein on the inside of my calf. Beautiful. In the right light, it looks like a really sick muscle.
but I have a few new ones to add. Of course there are the Tiger Stripes (that’s what my hubby calls them anyway) on my lower back (thank you children), the silver dollar sized hole in my left leg (thank you Black Lab on the bike ride two years ago) and all those scars on my knees (thank you trail race where I biffed and two tough mudders), the scar from the gallbladder removal (as mention above)…I could go on but I’m pretty sure you get the gist.
It is very obvious that I am not perfect. I am flawed like most people. And if it weren’t for Facebook, that fact may be a little easier to admit. See, when Facebook first arrived in my life about six years ago, I had just found running. I found myself updating my status on a daily basis, bragging about how far I ran and what place I got at some local Podunk race. I still can’t help but tell everyone when I manage to do something that seems really awesome…at least to me.
Don’t we all seem kind of awesome in our own special way on Facebook? Forever witty, only posting the very best pictures of ourselves. It’s the persona we want the world to see (though my persona is especially challenged when it comes to spelling and grammar), especially the ‘friends’ we’re pretty sure won’t ever see again…except at our highschool reunion.
and of those twelve people…maybe one or two might care, maybe.
So they are really the only people I need to maintain my persona with. This takes quite a bit of pressure off. Unfortunately, I don’t know who those two people are.
And when I really think about it, those two people may or may not show up for the reunion so statistically there might be one person who cares. And now that I think about it, what kind of judgmental, self-righteous, capricious, not to mention superficial, person would give a crap about some chick they went to school with twenty years ago? I mean really, that’s a little sick, right? Like maybe they need to be put away or confined…maybe have a little one-on-one with a doctor in a cold room painted lime green. Right? Are you feel’in me here?
Now that I take a closer look at the crazy, whacked-out egg, I can see who it is, it’s me. I’m the only one who cares what I look like at the reunion. I can’t believe I just posted all those pictures of my flaws (they physical ones…haha, you don’t want to see pictures of the mental ones!) I feel better now that I have all that out on the table, however, thanks for listening. This chick thanks you for it.
I’m probably going to catch hell for this blog post, but here it goes anyway.
My darling sister sent me a link to a blog titled “Seven Reasons As To Why Running is Bad For You” the other day. I read the rather scathing blog and thought, hmm, this dude makes a few good points. I didn’t care for the way he bashed running (as a person who loves running), and his general negative attitude, but the first reason was rather interesting: “Have you looked at distance runners?”
The author points out that most runners, especially distance runners, are…well…out of shape. If you look at the majority of people crossing the line of a marathon, they are not the gazelle-looking athletes you would expect. The author points out that they have, “man boobs” and “spare tires”.
He says his goal is to look good naked, and I agree, if you work this hard, you should look good naked! If you want to look good naked, I give my take on how to do it in this blog.
I would argue that this fact is true for many athletes. Cyclists, swimmers, runners, the people at the gym who show-up for boot-camp or Crossfit, whatever. Many of them are still not the ‘ideal image of fitness’.
So why? Why are these people who workout an hour a day, seven days a week not fit? Why is it that a marathon runner who goes out for four-hour training runs still has a set of man boobs? Why does the guy doing Crossfit three times a week still have a barrel chest with a gut? Why does the cyclist who rides one hundred miles in one day still have a muffin-top riding over her bike shorts? I’ll tell you why, but first you have to promise not to get upset. Don’t shoot the messenger and please DON’T assume I am ignorant as to the difficulties of weight issues.
Here’s the reason. Your physical appearance has much, much, much more to do with what you put in your mouth than how many calories you burn.
We ALL have six-pack abs, though some are more pronounced than others. The difference is that if you have a thick layer of fat covering them, you won’t see your ab muscles. A person can be extremely fit and look just like anyone else.
One of the biggest problems people run into when they do any fitness routine, is they over compensate for the calories they burned. A one hour run, on average, burns about 600 calories. If you go home and drink a tall glass of chocolate milk and eat a bagel, you’ve replaced the calories you just burned. And if you are like most fitness junkies, you think you are entitled to eat whatever you want since you work out so hard. “We need to carb-load” they say. Bull shit. You need to eat well, and pasta is not the best choice.
The person who works out sporadically tends to ‘reward’ themselves after a difficult workout session with a special treat like a candy bar or a Big Mac then wonder’s why they haven’t lost any weight. When weeks and weeks of this effort at working out results in weight gain, they lose all confidence in themselves and create a downward spiral. They run to the comfort foods to heal their pain.
I’ve been on long endurance rides with some of the best cyclists in the area and am appalled to see them noshing on gummy bears and a coke at the rest stop. It’s no wonder they don’t fit the image of the extreme athletes they are. I can’t help but wonder how much faster and better they could be if they fueled their body with real food.
The fact is: if you want to be the image of an athlete, you need to eat correctly and work out. If you want to feel healthy, you need to eat well. If you want to be a healthy weight, you need to eat well. No amount of exercise gives you a pass to eat like crap. As an athlete, eating well will fuel your workouts and feed your fitness level like never before. Even if you are not an athlete, you can look better and feel amazing if you just eat well.
What do you mean by ‘eat well’?
Okay, here’s my take on how everyone should eat in as few words as possible. Take it or leave it. But if you want to feel great, look great (even naked) and be the best athlete you can be, you might want to give it a go.
STOP rewarding yourself with junk food. Cut out all the cakes, muffins, doughnuts, candy, and chips. It’s junk, it’s filled with sugar and ultimately it will ruin you. It’s not worth it. A little dark chocolate on a rare occasion may be fine but that’s it. Sugar feeds cancer cells (and we all have cancer cells), it spikes your blood sugar creating a feeling of hunger and a craving for more sugar. Get off the sugar and you will stop the cravings. It’s a cycle, it can be broken. One week without sugar and you will be a new person.
NO sugary drinks. Drink water, lots of it. Not only does water hydrate you and make your skin look fresh it flushes toxins from your body and makes you feel full. Often people eat when they are dehydrated because they mistake the signals for hunger. Add lemon to your water for flavor, to aid in digestion and cleanse your system. Other great options are green tea and unsweetened tea. Beer is fine and so is wine (in moderation).
No artificial sweeteners: Not only are they bad for you, like eating toxic waste (in my opinion) they cause your blood sugar to fluctuate just like sugar does. These spikes in blood-sugar cause you to feel hungry. If you avoid sugar and artificial sugar, you will feel satisfied. Trust me.
No processed foods. If it comes in a box or a bag it is probably processed. Examples are crackers, nutrition bars, rice crisps, pretzels, chips, pasta, gold fish, wheat thins, most breads, lunch meats, fake cheese, etc. Real food is perishable. Processed foods are filled with preservatives, chemicals and most of the main ingredients like enriched flours turn into sugar when it is digested. This crap food, as I call it, is toxic to your system, makes you feel hungry, unsatisfied, (can’t eat just one!), lethargic and is the most detrimental to a lean healthy body. (Even ORGANIC processed food is bad for you!)
NO FAST FOOD: I don’t care what kind of bullshit they feed you on the commercials, NO fast food is a good option. If you have to choose between paying a dollar for a burger or a dollar for an organic apple, chose the apple. A chicken wrap is crap. Subway is NOT fresh, it is actually highly processed meats filled with nitrates, veggies that are mass produced and grown with chemical fertilizers and sprayed with toxic pesticides, and breads made from dough that is made in a factory a long, long way away with an ingredient list longer and more toxic than the Ohio river.
All fast food is bad for you. It is not really food at all, and your body will treat it as such. On top of the fact that it is bad for your body, it is horrible for the environment. I could go on for hours about how horrible fast food is, but I think you get the picture…I’m anti-fast food.
What the hell can I eat then?
Fruit and vegetables, organic whenever possible. I pay for organic because I am investing in my future. I am willing to buy fresh, organic produce because I know I will live longer with less health complications because of it. In the end, it will cost me less.
Eat them raw throughout the day. Dip your veggies in humus or bean dip, not ranch dressing. Saute your veggies in olive oil and butter. Add salt and spices for flavor.
Eat a variety of colors. When you crave sweet, eat fruit. Eat as much as you want, there is not limit to how much you can eat. This should be the bulk of your intake.
Oil and Balsamic Vinegar: Huge organic salads loaded with veggies and some cheese should be topped with oil and vinegar based dressings seasoned to your liking. Balsamic vinegar is very flavorful and the best one for you. Avoid the creamy dressings.
Dairy: Raw is best. Most people are allergic to homogenized, pasteurized dairy (the milk at the store). I am able to purchase raw milk and use the cream to make butter and sauces. If you have to buy milk at the store you should buy organic and limit the amount you drink. The processing it goes through turns it from a whole live food into a product your body doesn’t deal with well. Cheeses are not as bad. Limit them though.
Beans: Beans are super foods. Buy organic whenever possible. They are very filling and a great source of healthy carbs, fiber and beans.
Meat AND Fish: Meat is good for you, but it is also not necessary. It is up to you whether you want to eat meat or not. Some of the leanest, meanest athletes are vegan or vegetarian. I think lean cuts of meat are over-rated. Fat is not bad for you, if you want to eat a fatty meat than eat it. I think that most of the issues supposedly caused by fatty meats are due to processed foods in combination with fatty meats. If you cut out processed foods, you can eat a fattier meat.
I personally buy local, grass-fed beef and meats whenever possible. Animals raised on a high-corn diet are not healthy animals. I also don’t support feedlot practices. This is a personal decision but I encourage you to do your research before making a decision.
Fish is high in protein and filled with Omega 3’s (the good fats that make you smart and your body function well). Do some research to find the the safest fish that is caught or raised in the most sustainable and healthful way. It’s challenging but once you find a good source you can stick with it.
Eggs: Farm fresh is best, organic is second best. If you can find a farm to supply your eggs you can buy them 4 dozen at a time if you want. They keep in the fridge for months. (Store bought eggs are months old by the time they get to you). Very high in protein and very portable (when hard-boiled) eggs are a wonderful for you, yokes and all. Eat them up. As long as you cut out the processed foods, you don’t need to worry about cholesterol in eggs. Real food is good for you.
NUTS: Nuts are a great source of protein and healthy fats, both which are very important and make you feel full. Raw almonds are ideal since you are not as likely to overeat them like you would smoked almonds.
Rices: Organic is best. Brown, black, wild, whatever. Rice is a whole food and if you really need carbs as bad as you think you do, rice is a decent way to get them.
Whole grains: If you are going to eat grains, eat them whole. When eaten whole they don’t cause the spike in blood sugar that processed grains like flour does. Most athletes are very efficient when it comes to utilizing food and don’t require this type of carbs unless preparing for a long distance race. Over-doing these types of carbs however, will result in excess fat, especially around the waist.
Real food is always good for you. Real food has not been processed, it is in its original state. Real food still has all the good stuff in it and hasn’t been stripped of the important stuff your body craves…or will learn to crave.
Once you stop eating sugar and processed foods for about a week, your body will stop craving it. It may be painful at first while you detox your body. It is also hard to break habits. If you are used to having a pop with your lunch, it will be hard to have water with veggies for lunch. If you always celebrate a long run with a giant chocolate chip cookie, eating four or five clementines may not feel like a celebration at first. But once your body is ‘off’ the crap food and fully fueled by real food, it will begin to crave real food and expect it.
When you start to see the muscles you have worked so hard to develop and you see the fat melt away, it will be easier. When you reap the benefits of a well-fueled body with faster times you’ll never go back.
As always, thanks for reading my blog. I look forward to hearing your response.