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Out of Sight and Out of Reach (oh and Girl Scout cookies too)

February 28th, 2011

I love this book!  Mindless Eating: Why We Eat More Than We Think has been a subject of more than one blog over the past few months.  Some of the things I’ve read are not news, but the fact they have research to back them up somehow makes the information more fun.

First off, there is the see-food response you may be aware of.  It is very simple: you want to eat the food you see.  “Hunger” never enters the equation.

So, if you don’t want to eat (or overeat, really) then you need to make the food less visible to you.  They tested this one out by giving secretaries (the book says “secretaries” but I thought we had all shifted to “administrative assistants” years ago?) a candy dish on Secretary’s Day (sticking with the vocabulary in the book) filled with 30 Hershey’s Kisses.  Half the secretaries received a clear candy dish and half of them received a white dish. 

The secretaries with the clear dishes attacked the candy 71% more often than those with the white dishes.  This translated into them eating 77 more calories every day!  (Over a year this would have added more than five pounds of body weight!)  The scary thing is, they probably didn’t even realize what they were doing.

Doesn’t it make you want to cover all of your clear bowls and dishes?

And then there was the second part, that boils down to the fact we are all lazy people; we don’t want to have to work too hard for our food.  Using the same setup with candy dishes at the (different) office, this time the scientists used clear dishes with lids and varied where they placed the dish.  They placed the dishes one of three places:  on the desk, in the desk, and six feet away from the desk.

Those with the dish on their desk within eyesight had an average of nine kisses (225 calories).  If they had to look inside their desk and open a drawer, they only had an average of six kisses (150 calories).  If they had to walk six feet to reach a candy they only ate four (100 calories). 

They had to think about whether it was worth the effort and time to stand up and reach for a candy.  Those split seconds of thought were all it took for the secretaries to slow down their consumption.

So if you know in your heart that you don’t want to eat all of those Girl Scout Cookies you just bought (they are cute and it’s such a good program), for heaven’s sake put them out of reach.  I put mine in our freezer and we still have boxes left from last year!  Make consuming impulse foods like candy or cookies less impulsive… make yourself take a trip around your house to access them if you can’t get them out of your brain.

Those little tricks can make a BIG difference.

My Favorite Muscle

February 24th, 2011

Corny, I know, and maybe I’m just trying to kiss up to it, but my favorite muscle is my heart.

First off, I love that I never ever think about flexing my heart muscle, or showing it off to anyone.  It looks the same whether it is wearing a nice shirt or a bathrobe.  My heart doesn’t care about looks, and for that alone, I love it.

The second reason my heart is my favorite muscle is that it is always the first to respond to whatever training I put myself through, over time.  My bicep has taken eons to show itself in comparison to the strength of my heart, which I demonstrate every time it beats.

I also love my heart because even though I never ever ever give it a break and it should really resent me for that, it still keeps working every minute of every day.  Even when I sleep my heart is taking care of me, and is even ready to beat faster if I have a nightmare.  No questions asked.

In return, I try to make things easy for my favorite muscle.

(I don’t want to paraphrase this so I’ll outright steal instead:)

Your heart is a muscle whose job is to pump blood. Exercise strengthens muscles and makes them larger. The left ventricle, a lower heart chamber, is especially likely to become larger, with thicker walls, in regular exercisers. This is so characteristic it is called “athlete’s heart.”

When your heart becomes stronger and larger it can push out more blood with each beat, so it doesn’t have to work so hard. If your heart pumps about 70 milliliters of blood per beat, and your heart rate is 70 beats per minute, you pump 4,900 milliliters of blood in a minute. After exercising for a while your heart improves, and can pump maybe 80 milliliters with each beat. To pump the same 4,900 milliliters per minute, it need beat only about 61 times per minute. It is not unusual for aerobically fit recreational athletes to have resting pulse rates in the 50s, or even in the 40s.

I work hard to appreciate my heart.  One of my favorite ways to appreciate my heart is to train it to work a lot harder so that it can do less work the rest of the time.  Treadmill Tuesdays are one of my heart’s favorite times: interval sprints on the treadmill at the treadmill’s maximum speed would not be possible if my heart didn’t work as hard, and as well, as it does.

It’s a pretty cool muscle, that heart of mine. 

I think I’ll keep hold of it for a while.

Fresh Start? First of the Month? On Monday? How about TODAY.

February 23rd, 2011

I completely understand the desire to start a New Thing like working out or eating right or losing weight with a clean slate.  I understand the thought that “this time will be different.” 

A fresh new notebook at the start of school has that same special quality of newness: the book is clean, no bent corners, no scuffed edges, just a sea of possibilities unmarred by reality.

Now think about that same notebook at the end of the school year.  It spent several months smashed into a bag and lofted across the room.  It probably has some chocolate smears on some of the pages (and a few blood smears if you check like I do) and you may just be so sick of the subject you wrote inside that you want to never ever see it again.  Do you even know where it is anymore? 

Knowing that we repeat this excitement and disappointment undulation with most of our goals can cause us to procrastinate making a positive change.

It’s really easy to say “I’ll start next month.  The first of the month.  I can start then and it will just be better that way.“  It sounds a load better than the part that we aren’t saying: “it gives me time to live it up before I have to start.”

I just worry that we make the process seem bigger than it is when we anticipate starting fresh.  As we see it looming, our anxiety levels increase.  We know we have disappointed ourselves in the past and we fear we will do so again.

See, here’s the thing: your body doesn’t know what calendar day it is.  It doesn’t know that you are wearing a new outfit or that your cupboards may have some junk food in them.

Your body only knows what you are doing right this minute to take care of it. 

And right this minute, you can do something different.  You don’t have to wait!  You can break the cycle of anticipation and disappointment, and you can banish feelings of failure, just by changing how you begin the process. 

If you make beginning a New Thing less of a Big Deal and more of a subtle shift in priorities, you may just be able to make some Big Changes without a lot of unnecessary stress.

Quick Thinking and Fearless Action

February 22nd, 2011

I met Carrie Cheadle in 1998 while working together at Bearskin Meadow Camp.  Carrie is a Sport and Exercise Mental Skills Coach and has worked with Diabetes Training Camp.  She knows what’s going on inside our brains… and if she doesn’t know, she knows what questions to ask to probe for an answer. She may not have diabetes herself, but she has spent a lot of time working with people who do have diabetes and she knows a heck of a lot more than the average Jane.

In the following blog Carrie discusses how our experiences teach us and how we use that learning to guide us when we need to make split-second decisions.  My favorite part is where she says:
When you seize the opportunity, at least you have given yourself a chance for it to be great.”

As Spring comes around this year and the weather (most assuredly will) turns more welcoming, I invite everyone to recognize how much your experiences have taught you and let go of your fears just a little bit.  Go after an opportunity you’ve been considering.

Give yourself a chance to be great.

 -Amy

Carpe The Moment

Carrie Cheadle, M.A., CC-AASP owner, Mental Skills Training

If you’ve read any of my previous posts you may have noticed that I like to observe themes that come up for me or my athletes and then write about how they tie into the psychology of sport and athletic performance.  My most recent experience of this occurred when I was presented with an opportunity that had a fast approaching deadline and I had to decide relatively quickly whether or not I should go for it.  In sport, if you have a gut reaction and you hesitate, the opportunity is gone.  There is a time for calculated decision making and a time to listen to your instincts.  So why do we hesitate?  Why do we sometimes hold ourselves back from seizing an opportunity?

WE’RE AFRAID

Often athletes hold back because they aren’t sure if listening to their gut will lead them to making the right decision.  The thought process goes as follows: what if I go for it and I’m wrong?  The other dynamic I have observed is that athletes might hold back if they have stumbled onto new territory.  They don’t trust their gut because they have never been in that situation before.  If any of you have heard me speak, then you have probably heard me say that our ability to learn is directly related to the feedback that we receive.  There are many ways for us to receive feedback and one of them is through the mistakes that we make.  Mistakes help us refine our skill.  If you never risk making mistakes you’ll never perform to your potential.  You have to push through the walls that hold you in your comfort zone in order to reach the next level. 

WE THINK TOO MUCH

If in the midst of competition you are weighing out the options before you and just aren’t sure if you should listen to your gut, that means you are up in your head analyzing and by the time you get out of your head, the moment is gone or the options have changed.  When you have that feeling in your gut that tells you that an opportunity might be presenting itself, that instinct doesn’t come out of nowhere.  You have read into some external cue and your brain has quickly run through your past memories and experiences and presents you with a feeling in your gut to let you know that something’s up.  During a race or a game, you don’t have time to weigh out the pros and cons of a decision.  If you are a novice in your sport, you might not know the right thing to do in that situation so you pause and question yourself.  Athletes who over-analyze the situation will hesitate and miss the opportunity.  As you gain more experience in your sport, you will start trusting your instincts.  Elite athletes with more competitive experience are more likely to tune out irrelevant distractions and go with their gut.  If we didn’t have the capacity for a gut reaction, we would weigh out the pros and cons forever and never be able to take action.  The fact is you may one day seize an opportunity and watch it fail miserably, but as an athlete, being able to trust and listen to your instincts is something you have to be prepared to do. 

The other aspect to consider is that we are simply out of practice when it comes to listening to and trusting our instincts.  In fact, when we hold ourselves back, we are practicing not listening to our instincts.  Some of the greatest moments I have had working with athletes have come from listening to my gut.  I get a feeling about a question I need to ask or a homework assignment to give.  I might hesitate for a moment and think, “What if I’m wrong about this?” – but then I trust my gut and go for it and it turns out to be the exact question that needed to be asked or the exact assignment that needed to be done in order for that athlete to move forward.  Of course sometimes I go for it and it wasn’t the golden moment I thought it would be and I say to myself, “Well that didn’t work out”, and I just have to move on.

So with my recent situation, I seized the opportunity.  Maybe it pans out and maybe it doesn’t – but it definitely wouldn’t pan out if I didn’t seize it.  When you seize the opportunity, at least you have given yourself a chance for it to be great.  Sometimes you just have to take the leap and see where you land.

I Love Being Surprised!

February 8th, 2011

I have had the opportunity to meet a relatively large number of people in my years of doing bootcamp classes.  This year has been no exception.

I have learned a few things about people and exercise through the years, and of course think I’ve got everything all tied up.

Not.

All of that said, I really do love it when a camper surprises me.  It is always so much fun to discover that others have these little hidden talents.  Sometimes they are hidden from me, sometimes from themselves.

I am thinking about one camper who started with me in September.  She’s got adult kids and wants to get her flat belly back.  She works hard when she’s with me, and she has been making steady progress with her fitness as a result.  I think she’s fantastic.

But I will always remember the day I made the class sprint up a hill. 

She let loose and beat everyone there. 

She knew she had it someplace inside her, but hadn’t let that part out for some time.  (She never told me she was a sprinter in high school!) 

How fun.

I had a new camper try the class out today; all I knew about her was that she hadn’t worked out in a year and a half and had young kids.

Of course I don’t know what someone’s capable of just from a phone call—she could have weighed 300 pounds or she could have weighed 90 pounds and I wouldn’t have known.  She could have been in the Olympics in 1992 or she could have not walked farther than a block for thirty years. 

She did tell me that she was “fairly fit” before she had kids, and she said she wasn’t afraid to work (love that, too!).  But again, I never know what that really means.

So how great was it when I met her today and it came time for me to instruct everyone on some sprints, say “GO!” and watch her leave the rest of the class in the dust. 

She knew she had it in her, someplace, no matter how long it had been since she reminded herself of that talent.

I love that.

I know a few days ago I put up a quote on Facebook that mentioned how we always have something left despite our own belief we are spent. 

So never be afraid to give something new a try: you never know who you’ll surprise!

Latest Half Marathon Report (SF Kaiser Half, Feb 6, 2011)

February 7th, 2011

I don’t know if you will find these interesting or not, but on the off chance you do, here it is:

This half marathon was one I knew I was going to run a few months ago… but somehow, before Christmas, February seems like a really long way away.  Turns out, February 6 is actually pretty close to the holidays!  The extra time I thought I had turned out to not exist… and then I had a week of no running with the food poisoning… and whoops there it is: February 6, 2011!

This was a run I heard was really nice, and my friend’s running buddy was going to run it, so I convinced my friend she needed to run it, too.  (Watch out if you’re my friend and you run; I will make you do things like this.)  So we signed up and we were off.

There has been an odd early Spring this past week around here, which is odd but I’m not complaining.  (I’m sneezing a lot, but not complaining.)  I checked the weather prediction and it said the temperature near the start would be about 55 degrees for the start.  It was a late start (8am) but I don’t really care about that kind of thing, especially since the run was in San Francisco, about 25 miles away.  More sleep for me = a good thing.

I’m not kidding: we walked out of the house (my husband served as my Pit Crew on this one, which is always awesome) and the first words he said were: “this is a great morning for a run!”  Easy to say when you’re the Pit Crew and not the Runner.

But it was a beautiful morning, and I felt good about my choice to run in shorts and a long sleeved shirt.  I had my fuel belt all set, I had oatmeal to eat on the way to the run, I was ready.  I mean, I was ready to start off on the right foot: I had little expectation of a record-setting run.  I was just going for the scenery and the experience.

We waited at the start for the hour they want you to stand around, and we were off.   I checked about 45 minutes before the run started and about 30 minutes after my oatmeal and was happy to be 186Being over 175 when I have insulin on board before a run takes some of the nerves away for me.  Phew.

Now this was a crowded run, and I’m amazed none of us stepped on each other.  I’m also pleased to report I felt no elbow in my chin or nose (happens when I’m 5’2” and there are 6’2” runners next to me) and it was light enough to feel somewhat safe. 

Two miles in, and I’m complaining already.  MAN; IT IS HOT!!!  I’m thinking: how on earth am I going to keep this up for eleven more miles?!  It was so hot!  My decision to wear a long sleeved shirt felt like a very bad choice. 

I spent a little more than a mile trying to figure out (a) at what age is running in only a bra no longer acceptable (note: I have neither the correct age nor the correct figure to do this but again I remind you it was HOT), (b) would I want to see the race photos if I did take off my shirt, and (c) was it really that hot or was I doing something wrong?

Thankfully, we changed directions somewhere along in there and I was able to run again in a colder area of the route.  I opted to eat a Gu at mile 3.5 rather than mile 4.0 because it was hot.  I started to think about how glad I was that I have run so many years and had a sense what to do with the unusual temperatures.  I extended my temporary basal rate beyond my initial plan and opted to start drinking my Gatorade early.

At mile 6.5 I thought it would be good to stop and check.  159.  Yay.  I called my husband, told him where I was, and kept going.  I also opted for another Gu, since it is easier for me to run while high than it is for me to run while low.

(I have my CGM in my arm right now and I don’t know why I forgot this, but I don’t like running with it in my arm if I have on a long sleeved shirt.  This sensor is more painful than usual, and the long sleeves ended up making it feel like it was going to dislodge and I’d be without the sensor for the remainder of the run.)

Awesome that the water stops started to include Gatorade at that point; I skipped that first one (mile 7 or so) but was happy to see I didn’t have to hoard my own supply, as it was HOT and hydration should be a concern in those temps.

Did I mention I was still running?  At least we were on the Great Highway (Hwy 1) and I could run along the beautiful surf.  No small thing, but we were now again facing the sun as we ran.  Sigh; still hot.

Finally I got to the turnaround and knew there was another Gatorade spot coming up.  I checked again at mile 10 or 11 and was 116.  Lower than I would have liked to be with 2-3 miles left, so I downed my third (and final) Gu.  I still had one more low food, but I usually would consume only one Gu by that point.  Stopped and drank a Gatorade (maybe 6 ounces) and kept running.

So by the end of the run I was back to climbing since I had been at a low basal for three hours instead of my normal two  hours (if I’m planning to run for 2 hours, I lower an hour before and the first hour of the run and see where I’m at) and my blood sugar was starting to climb once I stopped running.

All in all, a fine showing yesterday.  I didn’t beat any records, but I stayed where I wanted to be as I ran despite the crazy heat wave.  And I think most importantly, I kept my shirt on.

(Sorry for the length of this one!)

Salty Salty Salty

February 3rd, 2011

I can hide nothing about my love of salt.  I don’t even want to hide it—I want to proclaim my love of salt from rooftops at high volume: I love salt.

I remember reading all the Little House on the Prairie books and asking what a salt lick was.  I’m still looking for a salt lick to show up in my life.  I’m telling you: I love salt!

I’d much rather have something salty than something sweet: the taste in my mouth after having too much salt (if there were such a thing; I probably just wasn’t properly hydrating correctly) doesn’t signal to me a high blood sugar like the taste in my mouth after having too much sweet food does; if I order dessert at dinner that’s very unusual! 

I also sweat like a pig, and I spend the last mile of my longer runs (9-20+ miles) wondering what kind of salty food I will eat when I return home. 

Salt: I think it’s lovely.

So all these warnings and admonishments about Americans consuming too many foods high in sodium make me a little sad: I don’t want to be made to feel badly about my love of salt!

But check this out: the February Diabetes Forecast (yeah I still read it) mentions something in the American Journal of Clinical Nutrition last November.  Researchers analyzed studies done between 1957 and 2003 and concluded that Americans today are eating as much salt as they did 50 years ago.

So why is everyone up in arms right now about the salt?  Well, since it’s still “too much” to consider healthy. 

But since rates of high blood pressure and heart disease have continued to grow despite salt intake remaining relatively constant, the researchers concluded the culprit in the rise of these diseases is likely…

Obesity! 

No way.

Despite my own salt-loving experience, I don’t have high blood pressure.  I don’t have heart disease (in fact I have a pretty awesome and fantastically healthy vascular system if I do say so myself). 

I’m not saying that I have any super genes or that I’m an abnormality in the world: I’m saying thank you to exercise for letting me enjoy my salt and not worry too much about any side effects. 

Please pass the salt.

Am I A Broken Record or What?!

February 1st, 2011

Are you one of those people (I’m speaking mostly to the women) who go for 30 minutes on the elliptical or attend spin class or other cardio, finish, shower, and pat yourself on the back for a great exercise session?  Are you avoiding the weights in your workout routine??

Why?!?

I’m quoting an old article here but the points are the same:  reasons abound for you to start lifting weights.  You can call it pumping iron, lifting, weight work, whatever you want.  I just want you to get started on a routine for yourself!

10 reasons we should all lift weights: (taken from Oxygen Magazine, February 2009)

  1. Increase Strength.  Forget about relying on other people to help you lift boxes, carry groceries or piggyback your toddler because strength training makes everyday activities easier than a walk in the park.
  2. Lose Fat.  Each pound of muscle you gain can burn up to 50 extra calories a day and you can gain nearly two pounds of muscle in just two months by weight training a few times a week.  Better still, you can lose 3.5 pounds of fat at the same time.
  3. No Bulking.  Research shows that women do not typically gain bulk from strength training like men do because women produce 10 to 30 times less testosterone than men.  You will, however, define and tone your muscles.
  4. Healthy Bones.  Research has shown that weight training can improve your bone mineral density by as much as 13 percent in just six months.  This becomes crucial as women age to minimize their risk of developing osteoporosis.
  5. Improve Performance.  Hitting the weights on a regular basis can improve your overall performance in sport and decrease your risk of injury.  Extra strength can power up your drive on the golf course and reduce the risk of injury among skiers.
  6. Keep Yourself Healthy. You already know that strength training builds stronger muscles, but did you also know that it increases joint stability by strengthening ligaments and tendons?  Well it does.  And a stronger join helps prevent injury and eases the pain of osteoarthritis. 
  7. Strengthens Your Ticker.  Weight training can keep your heart healthy by increasing your HDL cholesterol and lowering both your LDL cholesterol and blood pressure.
  8. Ward Off Type 2 Diabetes.  Research has shown that regular weight training can improve glucose utilization in the body by 23 percent in just four months.  This may reduce the risk of type 2 diabetes.
  9. Age is Irrelevant.  It doesn’t matter how old you are; strength improvements are possible at any age, even 80 years old.
  10. Keeps You Smiling.  Working out with weights has been shown to improve a woman’s self-confidence and reduce the symptoms of clinical depression.

For those of us living with Type 1 diabetes or Type 2 diabetes, we know how susceptible we are to heart trouble, clinical depression, and carrying around extra weight.  Training with weights will give us that extra strength to fight some of the certain complications we face.

What do you have to lose?  Oh yeah: the flab

Go grab some weights.

I Don’t Know How You Do It

January 31st, 2011

I know many areas of the country are feeling badly pummeled by the weather gods these days, and all I can say is: my hat is off to you.

I’ve lived in California since I was three years old.  Yes, it’s expensive to live here, and yes it gets hectic at times, but I can tell you this: I don’t know how you do it anyplace else.

I mean, really?!  I whine at 39 degrees or a drizzly rain.  (It is incredibly rare that both of those occur simultaneously.)  A cloudy or overcast day puts me in a sad mood.  I don’t know what it would be like to talk about “teens” or “wind chill” or any other such phrases I thankfully know nothing about.

I’m incredibly impressed by the ways you people in other parts of the world stay active during winter.  (Oh, and no way am I pardoning those of you who use the weather as an excuse to avoid being active.  Not a chance!)

I figure you do it by joining a gym where you can use the machines or brave the winter weather when it’s feasible to do so.  In fact, I have a friend who recently completed an indoor marathon… that was 95 times around an indoor track (larger than a traditional quarter mile track).  I can’t even sing from 99 bottles of beer on the wall to 95 bottles; much less from 95 to one!  Yikes.

If I lived someplace that experienced crazy cold temperatures (and yes I do wonder these things) I know I’d get myself outfitted for running in snow.  I’m not sure what all that would take, but I’d do it.  And I’d get myself a set of snowshoes.  I like snowshoeing.  And I’d join a gym so I could get treadmill time.  I like running intervals on a treadmill! 

Aside from that, I’d likely keep at my home workout routines.  I just wouldn’t open the doors for fresh air while I worked out.  I guess I’d maybe have a basement and set up something in there and exercise in my basement.  (I don’t understand basements, either, as a result of my California living.)

That basement thing would be kind of fun.

I know I wouldn’t worry so much about the bozos running and walking in the mornings as I drive to bootcamp.  (I call them bozos because I can’t tell you how many of them wear navy hooded sweatshirts; come on!  Help me out a little and help me see you!!)  I don’t think the bozos would make it out in the snow, and if they did I would probably see them better against the whiteness.

Then again, I wouldn’t be doing bootcamp the same way either.  D.O. it Bootcamp! is outside every day no matter what.  It is awesome; I love that!  We have some rain shelter but that doesn’t mean I don’t make my participants run in the rain.  (I’m kind like that.)  We all go home and shower anyway, so what’s the difference if we get a little damp?

Again, it isn’t always comfortable, but holy cow it is balmy compared to many parts of the world right now.  Yeesh.

Although, it isn’t Hawaii either.  (Now that is someplace I could hang!)

We All Have Excuses

January 27th, 2011

Adults aren’t the only ones who have excuses for avoid exercise.  The following are the top five perceived barriers to physical activity in overweight and obese children.  Yes, CHILDREN. 

Do any of these sound familiar to you?

  1. Too much homework and not enough time for physical activity.
  2. Self-conscious about looks and body when doing physical activity.
  3. Don’t have anyone with whom to exercise.
  4. Feel too overweight to do physical activity.
  5. Chosen last for teams.

This is killing me; a kid has too much homework that they can’t get outside for a half hour and throw a ball or ride a bike?  Yikes.

The thing that really gets me is this: if you are too busy to take care of yourself by eating well and exercising when you are still growing… what kind of life do you think you’ll have when you’re older?  I expect (and current medical science agrees with me) that you’ll be spending all that time later in doctors’ offices and in hospitals.

Clearly I am not writing to the kids right now: I want to address parents and aunts and uncles and friends and teachers and church members who know these kids.  Maybe this isn’t the time to sit back for fear of offending someone (who is most likely just not sure what to do).

Maybe now is the time to do something.

Invite the kid to play catch in the yard, or to play Wii fit in the living room (no couches please).  Maybe this is the year they get the chore of mowing the grass or raking leaves.  Maybe this year the whole family goes skiing together instead of heading to the double feature.  Maybe this is the year you all join a gym and take a class on weight lifting or other group fitness.

Maybe this year their bike takes them to and from school instead of a car.  Maybe you put up a full-length mirror on the back of the bathroom door. 

You can certainly start by re-considering a “good” parking space to be one furthest from the entrance instead of closest.

The above excuses to avoid exercising and eating better to maintain a healthy weight are very simply off the mark.  Sure, it’s easy to excuse ourselves out of exercise.  But the payment for those excuses is often charged too late—when the physical damage is already done and arteries are hardening and insulin isn’t working as it should. 

The end goal is to live a healthy and vibrant life—not one that involves cholesterol medication before the age of twelve. 

I challenge you now: what are you going to do to help out a kid you know?