Noor’s Blog
You should listen to this song while reading this post.
I’m not sure what it is about flying but I seem to do some of my deeper (read: better) thinking during airplane rides. Perhaps it is being so physically above everything that makes up my world. Perhaps it is the prolonged periods of time spent listening to music, looking at clouds, or just staring at the back of the seat in front of me. Or perhaps it is all the time I spend observing all the people around me. Whatever it is, I seem to almost always come off a plane with a better perspective on my life. And sometimes I even come away with a solution to a problem.
During last night’s flight to Seattle, I started thinking about my injury and how that has really derailed my weight loss progress during the past few months. My usual feelings of frustration and anger surfaced but then I realized that I am not totally helpless to the situation. There is nothing I hate more than feeling like I can’t fix a situation because it is out of my control. But the situation isn’t totally out of my control. It isn’t an ideal situation but one that I can work with. There are lots of things I can do instead of running and lots of things I can tweak to feel better about things and eventually get back to losing weight again. Here are the ideas I jotted down last night in my notebook - they’re loosely organized into food, exercise, and emotions:
food
exercise
emotions
It is a huge list but that’s sort of the point. I can better manage/control the situation. But I’m not perfect so I’m trying to not think of it as an all or nothing kind of thing.
A friend of mine emailed me this morning wondering how I could possibly not have updated my blog since May 15th?!? She even started to wonder if her Blackberry had it wrong.
Her Blackberry didn’t have it wrong - I just haven’t had much to say lately. I wake up, I weigh myself, I get frustrated when my weight hasn’t gone down, I do stretches that are supposed to help my injury, I go to work, I attempt to workout given the limitations of my injury, I see specialists about my injury, I get frustrated about the lack of progress in the healing of my injury, I read vampire novels, I go to bed. And then I repeat the whole cycle the next day.
Being injured has sucked. I don’t have a clear diagnosis of what is really wrong with me - I have some sciatica-like symptoms in my left thigh. I have a constant tingling in my thigh, which most of the time I don’t even think about. When I do go running, I have a fairly severe pulling pain in my thigh and sometimes in my butt. Depending on who you ask, this pain might be a pinched nerve due to tightness in my glutes and other muscles in my butt (did you know that you butt does a lot of work when you’re running or hiking?). Or it might be a herniated disk that is inflaming/pinching the nerve. Or it might be a compensation injury due to an imbalance in my form. I also sometimes have pain in my lower back or tail bone but that seems to be more sporadic.
It is frustrating because I’ve been dealing with this injury since February. I’ve seen my doctor, a physical therapist, and a chiropractor. We’ve tried a bunch of different things and so far nothing has healed my leg. I’m trying to stay positive about the chiropractor since I only started treatment with him a couple of weeks ago. If that doesn’t work, I’m supposed to see yet another specialist (I can’t remember the technical medical term but I believe it is a doctor who treats the back exclusively).
This injury has been a pretty major setback for me. I’m angry, disappointed, frustrated, and generally feeling helpless and like a total failure. It is one thing to get injured when you’re skinny. It is something else to get injured when you’re trying to lose weight. I’m actually surprised with how hard I’ve taken it. I knew I was starting to love running but I didn’t realize just how much it meant to me. Not only did it enable me to stay on track with my weight loss goals, I just really enjoyed it. Running makes me feel like I’m an athlete - it makes me feel like I can do the impossible. Sure, I’m pretty slow and I can’t run that far (4 - 5 miles is the longest distance I’ve run) but it still feels like I’m doing something I’m not supposed to be able to do at my size right now. Getting on the elliptical doesn’t excite me or give me the same feelings of self-worth that running does. Running helped me sort through the various emotional and mental junk floating around my mind. For whatever reason, I can’t seem to get the same sort of clarity from any other exercise I’ve tried.
I’ve been trying to see the silver lining to my current situation but that has been a struggle. I keep reminding myself that I’ve come a long way and accomplished something that most people can’t do. I’m at the lowest weight I’ve been in 11 years. And despite my injury, I’ve still managed to maintain my weight loss. All of those are very positive things but I can’t help but think that they’re excuses. At the end of the day, I’m left with overwhelming feelings of failure, anger, and disappointment.
And that’s really why I haven’t been blogging - nobody wants to read a whiny angry post.
In more positive (but unrelated) news, I just moved to a new apartment this weekend. I LOVE the new place so far (despite having a bunch of maintenance issues).
I have a lot to be grateful for in my life right now - I’m just struggling to see past this setback.
The more that I think about the process of losing weight the more that I realize that losing weight is a rather physical process that is deeply rooted in abstraction. I find that abstract nature of the process to be fascinating, frustrating, and merely confounding. On a cognitive level, I totally understand the physical aspects of the process - eat less (calories in), exercise more (calories out). I understand and recognize all of the very physical (and sometimes mundane) things I have to do every day - prepare my food, eat right, write down my food, drink enough water, exercise, etc. But there are a lot of very abstract things that I can’t see but that are taking place in my body. The whole idea of fat forming on your body and then being burned off is so crazy! I understand that by eating less and expending more energy, my body needs energy to keep going so it uses all of the energy reserves I already have but that is still just so abstract! How does that fat get burned off and where does it go? Are there little dump trucks of fat being hauled off throughout my body to some fat burning furnace? And when does that happen? Does it happen at night? Or is it happening all of the time?
Other than monitoring the scale, I don’t really know what’s happening in my body. I may think I’m getting smaller but couldn’t it be my mind playing tricks on me? I was just thinking today that I wish there was a more physical artifact of losing weight. I would like to wake up every morning and find little blobs of me that had been burned off overnight - little blobs just sitting there detached from me. Something like that would make the process seem far more real and I wouldn’t have to second guess myself. Did I gain/lose weight on the scale because of salt? water? muscle? None of that would matter anymore because I would have physical evidence that I did indeed shed part of myself overnight. That would be terrific . . . although I’m not sure how I’d dispose of the blobs.
My weight loss has slowed down over the past month or so. I’m still averaging about a pound a week, which is great, but I haven’t had a 2 or 3 pound week in months. I think the slow down could be attributed to a number of factors - I have less weight to lose, I’m not being super strict about my food (I could work harder in this area but since I’m still losing about a pound a week I sort of feel like why bother?), and I can’t exercise as hard or as much due to the sciatica (which seems to be getting better - keeping my fingers crossed it heals completely in the next couple of weeks). During the past few weeks, I’ve been inching towards a pretty important personal milestone - getting down to what I weighed when I graduated from high school. According to the scale yesterday, I’m about 0.8 pounds away from reaching that goal. I’m pretty excited and hoping that I can lose a pound this week so that I can finally be under what I weighed when I graduated from high school. And that would mean that I’d be the lightest that I’d ever been as an adult.
I’m getting to the point where I’m running out of historical data points around my weight. When I was heavier, I had plenty of data points to reference. When I was 40 pounds heavier, that was about the same weight that I was when I started grad school. 50 pounds heavier? That was what I weighed when I graduated from college. And so on and so forth. Right now, I just know that I’m 0.8 pounds from what I weighed when I graduated high school, 20 pounds from what I weighed my freshman year in high school, and I weighed about 130 (my current goal weight) when I was in 6th or 7th grade. Three numbers. That’s it. It feels like I’m getting to an area that I’ve never been before (at least not since being a teenager) and so it’s exciting to wonder what I’ll look like, what I’ll feel like, and what size I’ll be wearing. All the numbers I’ve gone down to in the past couple of years I’ve experienced before (and not really all that long ago). This feels new.
I don’t have much to report about my life so I figured a fitness update was in order (and there really isn’t much else going on):
When it comes to maintaining and losing weight, travel usually tends to be a nightmare for me. The change in routine and environment makes it difficult to maintain my eating and exercise habits. I always gain weight when I travel. In the past six months, I’ve been doing better dealing with travel and instead of gaining my usual 5 pounds (or 7 or 10) in a week, I’ve gone down to about 2 or 3 pounds. Heading to Kauai, I spent a lot of time planning for my trip and really thinking about how I was going to handle food and exercise. My goal for the trip was to maintain my weight and not gain or lose any weight.
I lost a little over a pound last week.
If you’ve never struggled with your weight then you might be wondering what’s the big deal? A pound? So what? But this is HUGE for me. Not only did I not gain weight, I lost weight! On vacation! In a regular week where I’m at home, I’d be pretty happy with losing a pound or two a week (my body rarely loses any more than that). Here is what I did that helped me stay on track:
There were also some very unique factors about this trip that made it a lot easier for me to manage. I was on vacation so I had all the time in the world to attend to my needs (not always true when I’m traveling for work). Between the hiking, swimming, and just wanting to explore, Kauai really lent itself to being active (my hometown of Edwardsville, IL, does not). I was by myself so I could take the extra time to deal with my food needs and didn’t have to deal with any peer pressure around food. And unlike going home, I had more control over my environment - I could control what I put in my hotel room (I don’t have any control over what my parents put in their fridge). I’m also not totally sure I could have continued to be so vigilant had it been a longer trip. I got a lot sloppier about my food decisions towards the end of the week. Having to plan and think about my food in a new environment (where I couldn’t cook for a week or store a week’s worth of food) got really draining! For instance, due to some lack of planning on my part, I ended up eating a bag of Gardetto’s for lunch on the flight back from Honolulu to San Jose. Gardetto’s aren’t exactly the healthiest thing on the planet and eating them for lunch made me kinda sick!
All in all, I think I did pretty well, even if the planning and thinking about food got a little tiring. I’m hoping that with more practice, it won’t continue to feel so draining.
My week in Kauai was pretty awesome. Kauai was one of the most beautiful and peaceful places I’ve ever visited and I can’t wait to go back (one of these days). For the most part, vacationing by myself was pretty nice - I got to do whatever I wanted and without dealing with other people’s issues/whining. :) I enjoyed myself so much that I’m planning on making a habit out of traveling somewhere special for my birthday (suggestions are open for my 30th). Here’s a short recap of what I did last week:
Saturday, March 7
Sunday, March 8
Monday, March 9
Tuesday, March 10
Wednesday, March 11
Thursday, March 12
Friday, March 13
Saturday, March 14
Yoplait has done it again! Aside from their marketing people leaving way too many comments about my review of their revolting Yoplait Whips! Chocolate Mousse Style Yogurt, they’ve recently discontinued my favorite flavor - Coconut Cream Pie! I’ve been wondering why I haven’t been able to find it at my grocery store recently so I even checked their site and it isn’t anywhere to be found. I was so distraught at the possibility that they discontinued my favorite flavor that I even contacted them, desperately pleading that they bring it back (BABY COME BACK)! The Coconut Cream Pie flavor was a perfect pairing with berries. Now I’ve had to resort to purchasing their French Vanilla flavor, which is also good with berries but not as good as the Coconut Cream Pie flavor.
The discontinuation of Yoplait Coconut Cream Pie Yogurt can only mean one thing - Yoplait is out to get me! I so know they did this to get me back for dissing Yoplait Whips! Chocolate Mousse Style Yogurt.
There’s nothing that I hate more than an over planned weekend or vacation. I think the whole point of taking time off is to chill out and not have to adhere to a schedule! Nonetheless, there is soooo much stuff to do in Kauai so I figured some prior research and tentative planning couldn’t hurt.
My notes are all over the place so I’m going to use this blog post as an opportunity to get organized. Apologies in advance for all the extra notes and page numbers (which refer to the Lonely Planet guide book).
Here’s some stuff I’m thinking of doing in Kauai (I have these loosely organized by their location on the island):
North Shore:
Westside
Eastside
South Shore
I probably won’t have time to do everything on my list but I’m not too worried about it. Needless to say, I’m really really excited and simply can’t wait until Saturday morning! :)
In case you didn’t see my updates on Twitter, Facebook, or Flickr, I’ve finally hit the 60 pound milestone (if you’re my friend, see Facebook or Flickr for a before/after photo)! I actually reached the milestone yesterday but didn’t want to get too excited about it until I saw it on the scale two days in a row. I sort of feel weird making the announcement on a Thursday and not a Monday :) - like it can’t be official since the data wasn’t observed and recorded on a Monday morning (yes, I recognize my nerdiness).
Needless to say, I’m pretty excited (and proud of myself) about my progress. For whatever reason, my weight loss in 2009 seems to be moving a lot faster. I’ve been trying to follow the guidelines I laid out in my fine tuning post and I think that’s had a direct result on my recent progress.
I have to admit, though, it feels really weird to say that I’ve lost 60 pounds. Who is this person?!? Me?!? I’m not one of those people! It’s funny because I sometimes get the same thought when I’m running, “I’m running? I like running? Who is this person?!?”
So anyway - my main mood today is YAY. Lots of YAYs. :)
My name is Noor and this is my blog where I write about the mundane details of my life. I’m 29 and live in Northern California with my cats Mulder & Scully.