Extreme Exercise

ej5kI made an admission a few posts back: I actually enjoy running. I also dismissed the idea that I would never be able to like exercise in the future. I clearly have changed my opinion on it. However, there’s one thing I’m very certain about: I will never enjoy extreme exercise.

I get it; some people not only love it, but thrive on it. They truly enjoy pushing themselves to new levels of fitness, strength, and speed. Heck, I understand wanting to get better and stronger; that’s what I’m doing with my running ad push ups. However, I don’t see myself doing two or three different workouts in a row in a single day. I don’t see myself wanting to really push so hard that I’m left a puddle of sweat afterward. That’s not enjoyable to me.

I enjoy the gains I’m realizing after working out. I enjoy the fitness it’s bringing me, and the ability to take a long hike through a new city’s trail system without effort. It was truly pleasurable and a reward of all the work I’ve been doing on my runs. But that’s about it. I run to be fit, not to prove anything to myself or to anyone else.

I am not, nor would I ever begrudge anyone who does engage in extreme exercise. It’s neat to watch, and I enjoy reading the new levels of fitness people reach. I’m forever motivated by these very same people whenever I think about skipping a run for no good reason. However, I don’t want to run so hard that my muscles want to explode, or do so many push ups that I can’t brush my teeth afterward.

I feel fortunate that I’ve found a workout routine that is working for me. It allows me to make gains, get fitter, and not feel hurt or broken afterward. That’s the key for me: a manageable amount of pain for gain. I am not lazy, but I’m not a fan of pain. I accept some soreness, but pain is out of the question. It’s not a badge of honor for me; it’s a matter of quality of life.

The bottom line is that everyone needs to find what works for them. Also, realize what is working for you may not be what’s best for someone else, and vice-versa. What I do and write about is all about my journey and helping others find theirs. If mine works; great! If not, I encourage you to find what does work and go with it!

What happens when the alarm clock isn’t set properly?

You don’t get to run before work. It was a beautiful and cool morning today, too. Now, I will be running after work. It’ll surely be hot out, too.

I woke up about an hour before my alarm clock was supposed to go off, and I remember thinking, “I think the alarm isn’t set. Maybe I should do that.” But then I let myself go back to sleep and didn’t think of it again until our normal alarm went off. Sherry and I both knew immediately that running was out of the question for the morning and went about our normal non-run day routines.

I was a little sad, though. I like getting those runs in early. Oh well. I’ll get my run in later today and see if how it is. You see, that’s what I’ve been enjoying about my runs. It’s not the running, but in how little I am affected by running. The less I have to “work” while running, the happier I am. It’s a measure of my fitness that I can feel and experience. The more fit I get, the easier these runs get which in turns makes me happy.

So, no early morning run, but I’ll still get it done today. Just a little later than originally planned.

After a month of exercise, no weight loss

File_000 (39)I can relate to people who work, work, and do more work to lose weight and just can’t seem to do it. Over the past year, I’ve experienced a great amount of weight loss, but once I hit 180-183 lbs, the loss stopped as if someone pulled the parking brake. I figured that running would help me burn more calories and thus, I’d end up losing more weight, but it hasn’t really happened yet. This morning, I was within a half pound of my lowest recorded weight, but that’s as close as I’ve gotten.

The weekend trips we’ve been taking have also impacted any progress in weight loss due to the amount and sometimes even the types of food we’ve been eating.The other thing to consider, and Sherry reminded me of this the other day, is that muscle weighs more than fat. As I’ve been getting stronger and running more, I’m building muscle. That translates into offsetting any loss I may have realized through my diet.

There have been a few bright spots that have given me motivation in the past few days, however. I’ve officially lost an inch off my waist. I have to also look at the fact that I can run every other day now and I have been improving my run times and stamina. I am no longer tired after a run; I just feel invigorated. It’s all about finding the victories where you can, and in these past few months, it has been hard to find any victories.

I know that I’m at the cusp of losing weight again. It’s hard to explain, and I can’t put my finger on any single thing that leads me to know I’m about to lose weight again, but I feel it. I don’t think it’ll be a large amount and should be just enough to make clothes I wear now feel a little more comfortable. I’ve already moved to 32″ trousers and medium sized shirts, so losing another 5-10 lbs shouldn’t affect that too much.

The scale is but a single measure of our fitness and health. Don’t ever let it rule your perception of your progress, health, or fitness. I’m sure that if you keep looking, you’ll find victories of your own to reinforce your healthy lifestyle and habits.

Another run completed (Run 10!)

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The picture lies. It was 3.01 miles. The Fitbit didn’t get a solid GPS signal during the run.

This morning, I completed my tenth run since starting my exercise plan. Today also marks the beginning of the fourth week. According to most professors of habits (if there even is such a thing), habits are formed after doing something for three weeks. If that’s the case, I should now have a good habit among all my other habits. According to lots of exercise gurus, you start getting fit after three solid weeks of exercise. Maybe that explains some of the things I’ve noticed.

My legs were still a bit sore from all the walking we did on Saturday, but I went ahead and just took one step followed by another, and so on. As usual, I was finally warmed up at about the 1.5 mile mark, and the rest of the run was just a matter of waiting it out until I was done. I went my new 3 mile course, and I finished in 30:33. That’s a little over two minutes faster than my last three mile run. I also had the best half-mile split times of any run to-date. What makes me happiest about this is that my heart rate was the lowest of any run yet: 140 average BPM. This, despite the fact that I ran faster than I ever have.

I also didn’t have any real aches or pains other than the fact my legs were a little sore from the Saturday walk. At a certain point, all the pain went away, and it was just me, the music on my Bluetooth headset, and my steps. I actually (gasp!) enjoyed it!

As for push ups, I started with 10 and I’m now up to 25. I know I can do more, but I’m still not really pushing myself. I do as many as I’m comfortable with, and right now, that’s 25. In four weeks, moving from 10 to 25 makes me happy.

It gets easier. It gets enjoyable. I am the first person to say this was impossible to expect, yet here I am. Give it a try. Give it three weeks. I did, and I’m glad I did. My life is better because of it.

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“You two are health nuts.”

file_000-48I wanted to laugh out loud, but I didn’t. I wanted to be polite. The proprietor of the bed and breakfast we stayed at called Sherry and I “Health nuts” this past weekend, and it tickled me. That’s something I have never been accused of, ever. But it made me think: “Are we health nuts?”

By definition, health nuts are people who exercise, eat right, and watch their health at a higher level than the average person. I never thought that I’d be able to call myself a health nut, but the evidence is staggering.

Sherry and I watch what we eat very closely. We read every label of anything prepared before we buy it (sausage and bacon are prime examples) without exception. There is sugar, wheat, and soy hiding in many foods, most of which you would never expect to see them in. Sherry is very vigilant about ensuring we eat right and that the ingredients in our foods are Paleo safe.

We both exercise regularly now. I’m no athlete by any stretch of the imagination, but I do run now three-four times a week, and I’m going to likely be upping that to at least five times a week soon. I know most people don’t do regular exercise, so this is just another charge we are both guilty of.

We also both watch our health at a higher level than most. We weigh ourselves daily, we’ve both had more than one health screening this year, and we both are very in-tune with our bodies and any changes taking place.

I never thought I would be a “Health nut.” I used to scoff at people who were picky about the ingredients in their foods, or who would exclude eating certain foods due to the ingredients in them not being a part of their lifestyle. Now, I’m the one being scoffed at. I almost feel guilty. Almost. Because I’m healthier than I’ve ever been, I’m eating right, and I feel great. It makes the silly comments and funny looks all worth it.

PaleoMarine on Reddit

That’s right; for those of you who are Redditors, there is now a subreddit for PaleoMarine!

PaleoMarine Subreddit

I’ll be posting some info there as well as making interactions easier between people and me.

For those of you who don’t know what Reddit is, it’s known as “The Front Page of the Internet.” Lots of stories you see on Facebook, print media, and even TV news comes from Reddit. This is the clearinghouse where lots of people post news, information, memes, stories, and other stuff worth (and sometimes not worth) looking at. If you haven’t been to Reddit before, you will find it both a blessing and a curse. It’s quite addictive (in a good way).

Being a Polite Guest

Sometimes, it’s impossible to eat Paleo. One of those times is when you’re a guest for someone who either doesn’t know that you’re eating Paleo, a host who doesn’t know you well, or perhaps the host doesn’t understand why anyone would eat anything other than “Normal food.”

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The Bed and Breakfast we stayed at in Nacogdoches.

This past weekend, Sherry and I were at a small bed and breakfast in Nacogdoches, and we were faced with the situation of being presented with non-Paleo food for breakfast on Saturday and Sunday. Admittedly, we made no mention of our dietary requirements when making the reservation, and we probably could have done that, but we didn’t want to complicate matters. Besides, how much harm can a breakfast do?

On Saturday, we had bacon (cured with sugar) and eggs (perfectly good) and homemade biscuits and gravy. These were both obviously non-Paleo, but I decided I would go ahead and eat one biscuit as a gesture of thanks. The proprietor went through the trouble of making the breakfast, and I have to say it was very delicious! I didn’t have as adverse a reaction as I thought I might; just some gassiness during our walk later that morning.

The next day, the proprietor made us blueberry pancakes from scratch with eggs and sausages. The sausages had sugar in them (it’s funny how I can taste it now!) but the pancakes were utterly amazing. I’m glad I ate them; they were a nice treat.

Of course, my stomach wasn’t so happy with me afterward, but within an hour or so, I was back to feeling mostly normal. Neither Sherry nor I will be slacking off on our Paleo diet at all, but we realize that sometimes, it’s the polite thing to do and just eat what you’re given. One or two meals aren’t going to derail our progress, our health, or our determination to stick with the Paleo lifestyle. We recognize the two breakfasts for what they were; treats made by someone who made the food for us out of friendship. To turn that food down would have been rude and wasteful. Besides, who can turn down homemade pancakes and biscuits after not having either for a year!

Falling off the Wagon Gracefully

Sherry’s take on our weekend in Nacogdoches and the food choices we make when we travel together.

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This weekend, E.J. and I had short vacation in Nacogdoches, TX where we went zip-lining, hiking, and shopping.  We also fell off the wagon a little bit, which is honestly bound to happen occasionally.  As tough as E.J. is on sticking to his plan, travel (especially for vacation) just requires a little leeway.  What’s interesting though is HOW we choose to go off the rails, now that we’ve been Paleo for over a year.

First, it is done with great care and consideration.  Neither of us mindlessly eats junk anymore. We think about each option and opportunity, and consciously choose when we’re going to eat something off-plan.  Here are a few of the things that go through my mind when I’m making that decision:

  • When was the last time I had this food?  Is there a Paleo analogue that I’ve enjoyed recently?  Am I likely to have the opportunity to…

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Had to skip a run (and fun in Nacogdoches)

Yesterday, I had intended to run in Nacogdoches, TX, the oldest town in Texas. My wife and I had a weekend getaway at a bed and breakfast there, and we decided it’s pretty neat to run in the places we spend the weekend, if only to break up the monotony of running at home. As they say, the plans of men are but a joke to God.

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Sherry and I on our hike through the parks and trails of Nacogdoches, Texas.

On Saturday, we walked. A lot. We hiked a trail in Nacogdoches which took us all around the old city center and through some really nice parks and even Stephen F. Austin University. After finishing the walk, we went to the local airport where I flew (yes, I piloted!) a WWII vintage PT-17 Stearman bi-plane. It was truly one of the most memorable experiences of my life, and as a pilot, a truly unique and special flight.

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The pilot in the back let me fly this plane for 25 of the 30 minutes.
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The very plane I flew performing a low-pass at the airport.

After flying, we went back to the town and took some old-timey photos and walked up and down the street visiting the small shops. All told, by the end of the day, we’d walked 8 miles. That doesn’t seem like much when a single run of mine is now 3 miles,  but those 8 miles definitely took a toll on me.

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Sherry and I at Zip Nac, Zip-lining in Nacogdoches.

We also went zip-lining at Zip Nac. I can’t recommend this enough! We had such a good time, and the staff there are really a fun group of people. Prices are more than fair (incredibly fair, actually!) and it’s something we will be doing again soon!

I awoke Sunday morning at around 3 am with severe nausea. I don’t know why; everything I ate was pretty much okay with the exception of the breakfast at the bed and breakfast we were staying at: I ate eggs, bacon (that was cured with sugar) and a biscuit with gravy. The lady who runs the B&B went to the trouble of making the biscuits and gravy from scratch; I couldn’t let it sit there. It was delicious, anyway. But I digress.

The nausea lasted until around 7:30 a.m., and we had planned on breakfast at 8 a.m., so Sherry and I decided to forego the run and postpone it to Monday. She had mentioned that her legs were in no shape to run anyway from all the walking the day prior. We had breakfast (again, a non-Paleo breakfast made by the B&B proprietor) of blueberry pancakes that were delicious, and also made from scratch. We then departed for home.

We decided that we will run on Monday morning. This week we’ll run Monday-Wednesday-Friday and likely Sunday morning as well. I may do some light jogging after work on Tuesday-Thursday, but we’ll see how that goes. I’m wanting to up my run frequency since my legs really feel uneasy on the off-days (like they want activity).

So, it was a great weekend with lots of walking, but no running.

Finding Paleo-Friendly Restaurants

fileThere is a growing trend of restaurants offering Paleo menu options, and in some cases, even entire alternate menus. Last week, we were spending a weekend in San Antonio and Sherry made a mission of finding Paleo-friendly restaurants for us to eat at.

Our lunch on Saturday was at an old-fashioned BBQ stand in Waelder, Texas called Martinez BBQ. It had a full five-star rating on Yelp, and after eating there, we understand why. They earned it. Sherry and I both had ribs and brisket, and after talking to the owner and barbecue master, we learned he used no sugar in the preparation of any of his meats. The food was extremely delicious, and I can’t recommend stopping at this gem enough.

For dinner on Saturday night, she found a Mexican restaurant called Paloma Blanca that had alternative menus for gluten-free and Paleo. We decided to eat there, and we were glad that we did. For our appetizer, we had a guacamole that was made at the table and served with plantain chips. For my main course, I had a chipotle pork with ranchero sauce served with grilled vegetables (and beans that I didn’t eat). Sherry had fajitas with beef, shrimp, and chicken which she said was delicious. They didn’t have any dessert options, but that was fine as we were actually quite full after dinner.

On Sunday morning, we went to Cappy’s for breakfast and I had an omelette with beef with potato and onions on the side and served with a slice of watermelon and some strawberries. It was a delicious start to our day!

On our drive back to Houston, we stopped at Robert’s Steak House near Weimar, Texas, and while it was okay, I can’t say it was a very good steak. It was lunch, and it filled us up, so I guess mission accomplished. Eating there made me appreciate the great cuts of meat we get at restaurants in the city. We expected more from a steak place “Out in the country,” but it was not to be. It was, however, Paleo, so it was a win.

Not every restaurant will have a Paleo menu, nor will they likely have Paleo options spelled out, but with some slight customization, it’s easy to get Paleo-friendly meals at restaurants. Depending on where you go, it can be a little limiting, but it’s possible to eat well on the road.