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I have already blogged today about yesterday, so I won’t make this too long. I would do it tomorrow, but I want to get back into the habit of blogging daily.

I’m just back from a lovely evening run with Jimmy. I was initially a bit disappointed with the pace – 3.1 miles in 29.14. But then, I haven’t been well this week, I haven’t run much over the past month and we also had the biggest roast dinners ever for lunch involving turkey, ham, stuffing, cauliflower cheese, mash potatoes, roast parsnips, roast potatoes, peas, carrots, mashed swede, gravy, Yorkshire pudding and lashings of bread sauce. This may well have had something to do with the slightly over full feeling in my tummy, so I suppose it wasn’t so bad really.

It wasn’t the most exciting run in the world, so I entertained myself by counting foxes. Unfortunately, once I’d decided this was the best way to entertain myself and mentally counted the two I’d already seen, they stopped coming out to play. Humph. Though I will say that it’s the first run in ages that I’ve actually really enjoyed – hurrah!

And on that note:

On the eighth day of Janathon, my true love said to me
Run off your roast spuds
Eat some roast potatoes
6 balls a-striking
Wrap up warm
Cool sensor gloves
It’s windy
Lamp the old man
And run and I’ll buy you pastry!

 

On salt

It’s been a week since the Royal Parks Half Marathon and three weeks since the Folkestone Half Marathon and I have now had sufficient time to dwell on it all.

Now, as my followers will know, that pesky tendonitis in my foot really did me no favours and listening to the sound of my foot creaking in my weekly run really did put a dampener on things. Dedicated runners will also point out that one run a week was never going to be sufficient and yes, they’d be right. The sensible thing would have been to not run at all, but a little thing called pride got in the way of that.

Anyway, that aside, I crashed in both races quite badly. Yes, my under training would have been a factor, but I also think hydration has something to do with it. I drink a lot of water and I knew I had drunk enough before both races, I carried a water bottle around with me and there were plenty of water stations. However during Folkestone, I’m pretty sure that I was within a whisker of dehydration when I finished. I was utterly confused, felt like I was going to throw up or pass out and needed to be steadied by a friend who led me to a collapsing place. The Royal Parks wasn’t so bad, but I still had issues with my hydration on the way round.

I sweat. A lot. I know all runners sweat, but for me it doesn’t matter if I run a mile or a marathon, I will still sweat more than most.

I also have very little salt in my diet. I don’t really eat processed foods, apart from the odd bar of chocolate. I don’t eat ready meals because I prepare all of my meals from scratch. I am lucky because lunch is provided where I work and it is fantastic, but I often stick to a jacket potato or soup and salad. I never add salt to meals out. I never add salt to my own cooking. I only ever put a very light sprinkling of salt on fish and chips on the very rare occasion that I have it.

It’s common knowledge that too much salt is bad for us and that it can lead to dehydration. However, our bodies do need some salt in order to keep blood cells pumped with water. It’s about getting the balance right.

I’m not a doctor and I know bugger all about anything to do with science. But it’s clear to me that there is a balance to be had and not having enough salt is almost as bad as having too much. It’s time to start introducing some to my diet in sensible quantities.

Apologies for the somewhat boring blog. The next one will be more exciting as I have the chance to test some very pretty pink shoes. Watch this space.

 

I saw a picture of myself earlier from a couple of years back and was shocked by how different I look now I’ve lost weight. I didn’t think I’d lost a huge amount, but yet the difference is very noticeable.

So…here’s a before and two afters.

I was a size 16 in the first picture. Now, there is absolutely nothing wrong with a size 16, but for me, I felt as if I was too unhealthy and looking at that picture, I was certainly chubby! That picture is about two and a half years old. I started toning up whilst I was dating my ex as I started using the gym at my old flat, but the enthusiasm never lasted. Although I was maybe a little more defined, I was still big. Then we split and through sheer heartbreak and crying and literally not eating anything (seriously, one apple and kit kat a day) I lost a stone and suddenly slipped easily into size 14s. Now, as we all know, losing weight through heartbreak never lasts and I soon put half a stone back on again after I regained my normal eating habits. By this point, I’d moved flats and I think the extra bit of walking each day to and from the station helped to keep off that other half stone.

So, come May 2010 and I’ve just completed the BUPA London 10k on about 4 weeks training and I decided that I actually really enjoyed the race and wanted to do another one. I also felt a little bit better being a size 14 and decided that I would try to lose a little bit more weight and try to stick with the running. Now, a size 14 is not huge by any means, but I did weigh nearly 12 stone 7 and at the height of 5’5, this wasn’t ideal, even if I do have big boobs!

I weighed myself yesterday, having fully expected to put weight on over Christmas. Perhaps I did put on a few pounds, but I was still pleased when the scales came out at 10 stone 10. I’ve lost over a stone and a half over the past 6 months. I’m now wearing mostly size 12.

I haven’t done in quickly and I haven’t done it by cutting out food. I still have bad food days and eat crap, but I do believe that if you want cake, well, you should bloody well eat it as to deprieve yourself will only lead to you craving it more later. Eat cake, go for a short run – it’s a trade off. Some of what you enjoy won’t kill you. I eat three sensible meals a day (well, most days – I still have junky days sometimes) and try not to snack too much. If I want chocolate, I’ll eat it. If you exercise, it’s not the end of the world. And that aside, we have a fairly generous amount of calories to enjoy on a daily basis. If you’re sensible for the rest of the day, why not have that chocolate or cake? Just don’t eat it every meal. For me, the weight loss has come from trying to be sensible and running. It hasn’t been quick, but by it being gradual, I believe it’s more likely to stay off.

I would like to lose another half stone to a stone. I have been told I don’t need to, but this is for me and no one else. I don’t want to lose my curves – I love my hips and boobs and think it’s healthy to have curves. But I won’t be losing it through crash dieting – I’ll carry on doing it my slow way. It’s working for me – be sensible and have patience – it works.

I am still on the Janathon wagon, but it would be rather pathetic to bail out this early on.

My legs felt like lead today so I didn’t really want to run today. This is what happens when you barely run for a month – your body doesn’t like it when you start up again! Time to get it back into action. Anyway, mindful of the fact that I’m out of shape and feeling like lead, I just decided to run a mile. And exactly one mile I did. All of thirty metres into my run, I saw a fox and that’s as exciting as it gets.

It was also pretty chilly and my ears got cold and it was getting dark and I am a wimp in the dark, so I ran a bit quicker to get home faster. Today’s mile was run in 9 minutes and 17 seconds. Not super-speedy, but not too shabby. I am not a speed demon, so I will take that quite happily. Not my best mile, but not bad considering the lack of running.

Yay.

On another note, I am loving all the Janathon blogs! I haven’t commented on very many so far, but I will try to comment on more – the support from fellow Janathoners on my last post really made me smile.

Off to do some washing up now and prepare dinner. In line with the ‘no meat for a month’ challenge, I am making butternut squash and spinach lasagne for dinner. Yum.

Firstly, Merry Christmas all!

Now, I took up running this year and am now going to be doing the Brighton Marathon in April. I’ve lost quite a lot of weight this year, going from nearly twelve and a half stone to under eleven. Nearly there, but I would still like to lose another half stone or so. Anyway what with Christmas, I’ve eaten a lot, like everyone else and drunk a lot, like everyone else. Sure, the doing of these things is pretty fun, but I feel like crap now. I’m sure I’ve put on a few pounds and I’m sure my skin is getting horrible. I know it’ll clear up and the pounds will come off with the Janathon madness, but still.

So, January. If Janathon wasn’t going to be crazy enough, I am going to do two more things.

1) No alcohol for the entire month.
2) I’m going to undertake a vegetarian experiment. No meat for the month of January. I will block about it and see how I feel. This is not going to be a permanent thing; it’s an experiment to see how my general health feels.

So yeah. Bring it on!

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