Body Composition Challenge (Page 18)

You should name the snake in your picture Georgia, as it is the "peach snake."  

I know I know, they don't get any better.  Apologies in advance for any future lame play on words.  Anyways, Cam great to have ya back.

New book by a friend--check it out:

http://www.facebook.com/pages/Holistic-Strength-Training-for-Triathlon/224630977562812?sk=wall

That looks interesting. What a trip his life has been, too!

That looks interesting. What a trip his life has been, too!

Another new week....

My weight remains constant -- 145.2 -- but this weekend I think I made a mental u-turn.

I'm not sure I can totally explain it (and, in my head, it all sounds a little whiny to me), but this is it:  I'm not incredibly happy about where my life is right now.  And one of the things that feeds into that is me wanting to be in better shape, look better, feel better, etc. but not really reaching that goal.  Not only that, but sometimes actively, consciously doing things that get in the way of what I'm trying to accomplish.

I think my brain goes here:  if I succeed at this and then STILL not feel good about my life, then what?  THEN what do I do?

So... by sabotaging myself, not hitting my goals, I'm essentially allowing a reason to exist for WHY I'm unhappy.  Something to blame.

And yes - I know this isn't all that logical. 

But I think I'm done with that now.  I realized (and this seems so stupid and, like, DUH to me now) that transforming my body into something I'm proud of won't necessarily solve ANYTHING... but it'll make me feel good about myself, put me in a different place -- both mentally and physically -- and once movement starts in a positive direction, anything can happen.  Worst case scenario?  I'm still unhappy, but I'm unhappy with a rockin' body.

So, this weekend, I went through the house and actually threw out the food that wasn't doing me any good.  And yesterday, I was more mindful of what I was putting in my mouth than I had been in a very long time.  And it felt good.  Like I was taking charge of my future and making good choices rather than allowing myself to fall back into habits that did nothing for me.

We'll see how this goes.

Another new week....

My weight remains constant -- 145.2 -- but this weekend I think I made a mental u-turn.

I'm not sure I can totally explain it (and, in my head, it all sounds a little whiny to me), but this is it:  I'm not incredibly happy about where my life is right now.  And one of the things that feeds into that is me wanting to be in better shape, look better, feel better, etc. but not really reaching that goal.  Not only that, but sometimes actively, consciously doing things that get in the way of what I'm trying to accomplish.

I think my brain goes here:  if I succeed at this and then STILL not feel good about my life, then what?  THEN what do I do?

So... by sabotaging myself, not hitting my goals, I'm essentially allowing a reason to exist for WHY I'm unhappy.  Something to blame.

And yes - I know this isn't all that logical. 

But I think I'm done with that now.  I realized (and this seems so stupid and, like, DUH to me now) that transforming my body into something I'm proud of won't necessarily solve ANYTHING... but it'll make me feel good about myself, put me in a different place -- both mentally and physically -- and once movement starts in a positive direction, anything can happen.  Worst case scenario?  I'm still unhappy, but I'm unhappy with a rockin' body. LOVE this!

So, this weekend, I went through the house and actually threw out the food that wasn't doing me any good.  And yesterday, I was more mindful of what I was putting in my mouth than I had been in a very long time.  And it felt good.  Like I was taking charge of my future and making good choices rather than allowing myself to fall back into habits that did nothing for me.

We'll see how this goes.

weight - 197.5 (started at 203.2)

Abdomen Fat -21 (started at 24)

Chest Fat - 20 (started at 22)

Thigh Fat - 20 (started at 24)

Estimated % Body Fat - 18.11 (started at 20.58)

Pounds o' fat - 35.76 (started at 41.82)

Numbers are going in the right direction!

Scale numbers are down and I am heading in the right direction.  I am going to just go with it for right now because next week I head down to Georgia for a 350 mile mountain bike race.  IMHO I am better off having a little extra storage to burn for those long times in between food sources.

The race is self-supported and pretty rural so a couple of extra pounds will probably be a benefit.  After that - full speed ahead!

Another new week....

My weight remains constant -- 145.2 -- but this weekend I think I made a mental u-turn.

I'm not sure I can totally explain it (and, in my head, it all sounds a little whiny to me), but this is it:  I'm not incredibly happy about where my life is right now.  And one of the things that feeds into that is me wanting to be in better shape, look better, feel better, etc. but not really reaching that goal.  Not only that, but sometimes actively, consciously doing things that get in the way of what I'm trying to accomplish.

I think my brain goes here:  if I succeed at this and then STILL not feel good about my life, then what?  THEN what do I do?

So... by sabotaging myself, not hitting my goals, I'm essentially allowing a reason to exist for WHY I'm unhappy.  Something to blame.

And yes - I know this isn't all that logical. 

But I think I'm done with that now.  I realized (and this seems so stupid and, like, DUH to me now) that transforming my body into something I'm proud of won't necessarily solve ANYTHING... but it'll make me feel good about myself, put me in a different place -- both mentally and physically -- and once movement starts in a positive direction, anything can happen.  Worst case scenario?  I'm still unhappy, but I'm unhappy with a rockin' body.

So, this weekend, I went through the house and actually threw out the food that wasn't doing me any good.  And yesterday, I was more mindful of what I was putting in my mouth than I had been in a very long time.  And it felt good.  Like I was taking charge of my future and making good choices rather than allowing myself to fall back into habits that did nothing for me.

We'll see how this goes.

Another new week....

My weight remains constant -- 145.2 -- but this weekend I think I made a mental u-turn.

I'm not sure I can totally explain it (and, in my head, it all sounds a little whiny to me), but this is it:  I'm not incredibly happy about where my life is right now.  And one of the things that feeds into that is me wanting to be in better shape, look better, feel better, etc. but not really reaching that goal.  Not only that, but sometimes actively, consciously doing things that get in the way of what I'm trying to accomplish.

I think my brain goes here:  if I succeed at this and then STILL not feel good about my life, then what?  THEN what do I do?

So... by sabotaging myself, not hitting my goals, I'm essentially allowing a reason to exist for WHY I'm unhappy.  Something to blame.

And yes - I know this isn't all that logical. 

But I think I'm done with that now.  I realized (and this seems so stupid and, like, DUH to me now) that transforming my body into something I'm proud of won't necessarily solve ANYTHING... but it'll make me feel good about myself, put me in a different place -- both mentally and physically -- and once movement starts in a positive direction, anything can happen.  Worst case scenario?  I'm still unhappy, but I'm unhappy with a rockin' body.

So, this weekend, I went through the house and actually threw out the food that wasn't doing me any good.  And yesterday, I was more mindful of what I was putting in my mouth than I had been in a very long time.  And it felt good.  Like I was taking charge of my future and making good choices rather than allowing myself to fall back into habits that did nothing for me.

We'll see how this goes.

Maybe retaining water from the sodium in gels/sports bars?  I get puffy sometimes after a longer workout...and don't even get me started on post-Ironman Bloat...uggg!

Definitely a problem for a lot of people.