By the numbers: 1.4 miles in 22:05, average speed 3.9. max speed 24 mph. My blood glucose was 162 before the ride (after my lunch of fish and rice with steamed vegetables.) After the ride, it was 96.
Friday, November 13, 2015
Nine rides, and I am feeling fine.
By the numbers: 1.4 miles in 22:05, average speed 3.9. max speed 24 mph. My blood glucose was 162 before the ride (after my lunch of fish and rice with steamed vegetables.) After the ride, it was 96.
Weight issues and diet solutions
I awoke this morning feeling fine.
My fasting blood glucose level was 102. Yesterday I weighed in at 377 lbs., which means I have shed 23 pounds of my goal of losing 100 lbs before my 60th birthday, which will be a year from February 9.
My mind had to change, for my body to follow. Today's goal is to determine just how little food I can survive and thrive with.
I start the day with a breakfast of oatmeal with raisins, and black coffee. Since my heart rate and rhythm are well controlled with a bi-ventricular pacemaker and cardiac medications, the caffeine in the coffee serves me well with appetite suppression, and motivation.
My grocery shopping yesterday left me with a refrigerator full of raw, real foods for salad making. My largest meal is my mid-day meal. Today it will be broiled Cod fish, and steamed rice with some mixed vegetables.
Gone is the butter, and the full fat milk. The only non-fish protein is a 12 oz. package of uncured bacon, which will be diced, browned and used to dress a salad. No more store bought, sugar laden salad dressings. I make my own vinaigrette with EVOO and apple cider vinegar.
I predicted that my obsessive-compulsive issues would soon manifest in the best addiction I can ask for. My 'eating disorder' has always been, eat until you are stuffed, then sit in a chair....
The sun is shining and the temperatures are moderate today, so a trike ride is in order, after lunch. I need to get those huge muscle groups--quadriceps, hamstrings, calves, gluts, et. al to start burning off the glycogen, and moving to adipose reserves (big, fat belly) for energy. And to get my endorphins banging me to ecstasy.
If the goal is to see just how little food I can survive on is a two-fold benefit.
It has been said that a repeated activity becomes a habit, which becomes an obsession, and that obsession can fuel progress. I need to get the daily exercise routine so compelling that I am willing to get soaked to the skin in a driving rain, to fear no darkness for an evening ride, to feel cheated on the day I cannot ride.
My fasting blood glucose level was 102. Yesterday I weighed in at 377 lbs., which means I have shed 23 pounds of my goal of losing 100 lbs before my 60th birthday, which will be a year from February 9.
My mind had to change, for my body to follow. Today's goal is to determine just how little food I can survive and thrive with.
I start the day with a breakfast of oatmeal with raisins, and black coffee. Since my heart rate and rhythm are well controlled with a bi-ventricular pacemaker and cardiac medications, the caffeine in the coffee serves me well with appetite suppression, and motivation.
My grocery shopping yesterday left me with a refrigerator full of raw, real foods for salad making. My largest meal is my mid-day meal. Today it will be broiled Cod fish, and steamed rice with some mixed vegetables.
Gone is the butter, and the full fat milk. The only non-fish protein is a 12 oz. package of uncured bacon, which will be diced, browned and used to dress a salad. No more store bought, sugar laden salad dressings. I make my own vinaigrette with EVOO and apple cider vinegar.
I predicted that my obsessive-compulsive issues would soon manifest in the best addiction I can ask for. My 'eating disorder' has always been, eat until you are stuffed, then sit in a chair....
The sun is shining and the temperatures are moderate today, so a trike ride is in order, after lunch. I need to get those huge muscle groups--quadriceps, hamstrings, calves, gluts, et. al to start burning off the glycogen, and moving to adipose reserves (big, fat belly) for energy. And to get my endorphins banging me to ecstasy.
If the goal is to see just how little food I can survive on is a two-fold benefit.
It has been said that a repeated activity becomes a habit, which becomes an obsession, and that obsession can fuel progress. I need to get the daily exercise routine so compelling that I am willing to get soaked to the skin in a driving rain, to fear no darkness for an evening ride, to feel cheated on the day I cannot ride.
Tuesday, November 10, 2015
Eighth ride--too long of a lay-off, and I am feeling it
I had not ridden my Silver Rover since October 24th, due to our Monsoon raining season. Boy, can I feel the lay off right now.
By the numbers: 25 .2 minutes, 4.2 mph average speed, 1.8 miles, and 13.6 mph max speed.
The sun is shining, it is not too chilly or warm, and I felt obliged to get in a ride, before I forget how. My addition of foam padding in the seat resulted in two soaked pieces of foam that had swollen up, and were rubbing the rear tire. That was resolved with chunks of foam along my way, as I pulled it out, piece by piece. Nothing is worse than hearing something rubbing when you are trying your best just to keep pedalling.
My Rover has a rain poncho, but after 10 days or rain, everything was still wet underneath. Weather permitting (and by that I mean, not too heavy rain, no lightning) I need to get back out Wednesday, and not miss such a long time. I am paying the price.
I weighed in last week, when I went to the clinic. The good news is I have not regained any weight...the bad news is I am still at 385 lbs. I am grateful that I had not gained any weight during the rain-delay. My legs are stronger. and I should have done a breathing treatment before today's ride.
The COPD is an issue that I have to manage. Today was the first time that I had trouble breathing while riding, and of course, I didn't have a rescue inhaler--which I intend to correct right now, tucking one in my bike bag.
Everything is about management of conditions. It is my hope that the benefits of regular exercise will be lower blood glucose levels. I had a 132 earlier this morning, before my oatmeal breakfast, and now, after the ride I am at 125, and not really feeling hungry. Coffee, what a wonderful appetite suppressor, and motivational agent.
By the numbers: 25 .2 minutes, 4.2 mph average speed, 1.8 miles, and 13.6 mph max speed.
The sun is shining, it is not too chilly or warm, and I felt obliged to get in a ride, before I forget how. My addition of foam padding in the seat resulted in two soaked pieces of foam that had swollen up, and were rubbing the rear tire. That was resolved with chunks of foam along my way, as I pulled it out, piece by piece. Nothing is worse than hearing something rubbing when you are trying your best just to keep pedalling.
My Rover has a rain poncho, but after 10 days or rain, everything was still wet underneath. Weather permitting (and by that I mean, not too heavy rain, no lightning) I need to get back out Wednesday, and not miss such a long time. I am paying the price.
I weighed in last week, when I went to the clinic. The good news is I have not regained any weight...the bad news is I am still at 385 lbs. I am grateful that I had not gained any weight during the rain-delay. My legs are stronger. and I should have done a breathing treatment before today's ride.
The COPD is an issue that I have to manage. Today was the first time that I had trouble breathing while riding, and of course, I didn't have a rescue inhaler--which I intend to correct right now, tucking one in my bike bag.
Everything is about management of conditions. It is my hope that the benefits of regular exercise will be lower blood glucose levels. I had a 132 earlier this morning, before my oatmeal breakfast, and now, after the ride I am at 125, and not really feeling hungry. Coffee, what a wonderful appetite suppressor, and motivational agent.
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