I miss the fitness threads and the fitness Doms!

Well I went back to Slimming World last night after a two-week break during which I totaly fell off the wagon (darn those Amsterdam coffeeshops and the consequent munchies! Darn my binge-eating disorder!!).

I have gained 8 pounds.

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.

Here we go again. Back on the wagon. What with Easter and my holiday, I have in fact been yoyoing around the exact same weight for over two months now.

NOT good enough. Gonna refocus and get strict.
 
Well I went back to Slimming World last night after a two-week break during which I totaly fell off the wagon (darn those Amsterdam coffeeshops and the consequent munchies! Darn my binge-eating disorder!!).

I have gained 8 pounds.

Idiot. Idiot. Idiot. Idiot.

Here we go again. Back on the wagon. What with Easter and my holiday, I have in fact been yoyoing around the exact same weight for over two months now.

NOT good enough. Gonna refocus and get strict.

I am kind of in the same place, still hovering 10 pounds above where I was. There's nothing idiotic about binging on vacation - it's very very human. I can't go to NYC or get through a long weekend without undoing some hard work.

If you went 2 weeks and gained 8 pounds a lot of that will come off again fairly quickly just from adopting more *normal* eating again versus vacation eating.
 
Thank you, Netz.

My period started straight after he weigh-in and I tend to hold fluid just before my period, so hopefully not EVERY ounce of those 8 pounds was fat in any case.

And as a friend said to me yesterday (god love him), "Weight loss is like the stock market - it's the underlying trend that matters".

:eek:
 
Thank you, Netz.

My period started straight after he weigh-in and I tend to hold fluid just before my period, so hopefully not EVERY ounce of those 8 pounds was fat in any case.

And as a friend said to me yesterday (god love him), "Weight loss is like the stock market - it's the underlying trend that matters".

:eek:

That's a gold quote. And yes, period = weight who-knows.

I did a meandering walk the other day, but more importantly 1 hr 15 restorative yoga.

Slept like a baby woke up nicely. It's like a chiropractic adjustment for your brain.
 
I need to get back into yoga. I did it for a couple of years in my 20s and I have NEVER slept as restoratively as I did at that time.
 
I need to get back into yoga. I did it for a couple of years in my 20s and I have NEVER slept as restoratively as I did at that time.

It's just crazy pants. This class isn't physical at all, this is 3 static poses with you tucked into blankets and straps with an eye sachet on. That's it.

M is like "you pay for this?"

It's better than the couch. It's better than meds.
 
I agree.

As someone who is on the brink of yet another bout of severe clinical depression and who is sick of spending years at a time on SSRIs (I'm currently medication-free - have been since last summer - and want to stay that way come hell or high water), maybe I should get back into it NOW.

I mean, I already have St John's Wort on my shopping list for the weekend (never used it - feel it's time to try it), but the yoga could really help too I think.

When I was doing yoga was the only time in my life that I'd wake up in the morning not feeling exhausted.
 
It's just crazy pants. This class isn't physical at all, this is 3 static poses with you tucked into blankets and straps with an eye sachet on. That's it.

M is like "you pay for this?"

It's better than the couch. It's better than meds.

Yeah, I'd be asking the same thing. Yet, on some level, I get it. People relax differently. Before her first day of class/work, MIS is a mess, and the finest thing possible is to be put into a good shrimp tie. She falls asleep and wakes up a while later straightened out. I can't imagine it, but my form of relaxation is barreling down trails on my bike dodging trees and getting muddy. And I've had many people asking me why I do that shit. To each their own.
 
I agree.

As someone who is on the brink of yet another bout of severe clinical depression and who is sick of spending years at a time on SSRIs (I'm currently medication-free - have been since last summer - and want to stay that way come hell or high water), maybe I should get back into it NOW.

I mean, I already have St John's Wort on my shopping list for the weekend (never used it - feel it's time to try it), but the yoga could really help too I think.

When I was doing yoga was the only time in my life that I'd wake up in the morning not feeling exhausted.

same here - well that and the first week of zoloft a million years ago. I'm OK, but I definitely wake up hard and always have - till a week of this.
 
Yeah, I'd be asking the same thing. Yet, on some level, I get it. People relax differently. Before her first day of class/work, MIS is a mess, and the finest thing possible is to be put into a good shrimp tie. She falls asleep and wakes up a while later straightened out. I can't imagine it, but my form of relaxation is barreling down trails on my bike dodging trees and getting muddy. And I've had many people asking me why I do that shit. To each their own.

I'm the same way, or was, but there are subtle differences. I'm about to sound like an evangelical asshole, but I swear this shit is GOOD. You don't need a class for it if you have more discipline than I do.

There's relaxation and relaxation. T nailed me on it - he's like "if you plan on getting better you NEED to manage stress. Good stress, bad stress, all the shit hitting your adrenals."

He made me get into self-hypno, progressive relaxation - things which sounded *plenty* stupid to my analytical brain. However I persisted to impress him. That little submission kink I've got going with him, you see. Thinking "this is stupid, but OK" the whole time.

I mean there's nothing really mystical or new age about me - you've talked to me on these boards long enough that you don't associate that with me.

There is a difference between the things you do, awake, to blow off stress - which are good. For me it could be a vinyasa flow class or knitting, or a bout of sex. And then there are other things that train your brain/body to release the muscle tension. No one is born knowing how to do this - or we all are, but no one fails to forget it.

A shrimp tie zone-out would probably qualify, actually. Other yoga classes don't function for me the way this does - this is an hour and 15 minutes of time dedicated to nothing and nothing but chasing thought out of your brain.

I can do it for seconds-long intervals.

It's OK, I heard a Tibetan monk interviewed who's been in monastery his whole life who says he enters that state of meditation for about 2-3 minutes.
 
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I'm the same way, or was, but there are subtle differences. I'm about to sound like an evangelical asshole, but I swear this shit is GOOD. You don't need a class for it if you have more discipline than I do.

There's relaxation and relaxation. T nailed me on it - he's like "if you plan on getting better you NEED to manage stress. Good stress, bad stress, all the shit hitting your adrenals."

He made me get into self-hypno, progressive relaxation - things which sounded *plenty* stupid to my analytical brain. However I persisted to impress him.

I mean there's nothing really mystical or new age about me - you've talked to me on these boards long enough that you don't associate that with me.

I know, which is why I give it so much credence when you talk about it.


There is a difference between the things you do, awake, to blow off stress - which are good. For me it could be a vinyasa flow class or knitting, or a bout of sex. And then there are other things that train your brain/body to release the muscle tension. No one is born knowing how to do this - or we all are, but no one fails to forget it.

A shrimp tie zone-out would probably qualify, actually. Other yoga classes don't function for me the way this does - this is an hour and 15 minutes of time dedicated to nothing and nothing but chasing thought out of your brain.

I can do it for seconds-long intervals.

It's OK, I heard a Tibetan monk interviewed who's been in monastery his whole life who says he enters that state of meditation for about 2-3 minutes.

Having taken instruction on meditating, I found it something that I stridently failed at. This is another reason why I won't describe myself as a Buddhist regardless of my love for the philosophy. I don't meditate worth shit.

You'll laugh, but I took a fascinating course on meditation as part of my philosophy degree (with a concentration in Eastern Thought and Religion, for fuck's sake). The prof was a former Hare Krisna that had studied for years in India with a rather well-known Yogi. Anyway, he had some really beautiful techniques and so very many people in the class really got a lot out of it.

But me? Not so much. The desks were arranged in a circle facing inward, and without fail, the same girl would sit across from me, dressed in a variety of short skirts. She would get very, very relaxed while meditating, with predictable postural reactions and redistributions. I flat failed to meditate ever when this happened. Auxiliary Control Brain sent messages to Primary Brain and both agreed that this image was more interesting than whatever else was going on inside my eyelids.

My Zen Moment was defeated by My Cock.
 
My Zen Moment was defeated by My Cock.

I think this needs to be made into a bumper sticker. :)


I also suck at meditation...per se. What I am aces at, and always have been, is "zoning out", wherein I disappear into my own head (it's fun there) and the person or people next to me are snapping their fingers or going, "K? K?...K!"

But, yeah, relaxation, real relaxation, for me, only happens on the heels of physical exhaustion via some form of exercise. Or smashing things. I like to smash.

So, hats off to Netz.
 
I know, which is why I give it so much credence when you talk about it.




Having taken instruction on meditating, I found it something that I stridently failed at. This is another reason why I won't describe myself as a Buddhist regardless of my love for the philosophy. I don't meditate worth shit.

You'll laugh, but I took a fascinating course on meditation as part of my philosophy degree (with a concentration in Eastern Thought and Religion, for fuck's sake). The prof was a former Hare Krisna that had studied for years in India with a rather well-known Yogi. Anyway, he had some really beautiful techniques and so very many people in the class really got a lot out of it.

But me? Not so much. The desks were arranged in a circle facing inward, and without fail, the same girl would sit across from me, dressed in a variety of short skirts. She would get very, very relaxed while meditating, with predictable postural reactions and redistributions. I flat failed to meditate ever when this happened. Auxiliary Control Brain sent messages to Primary Brain and both agreed that this image was more interesting than whatever else was going on inside my eyelids.

My Zen Moment was defeated by My Cock.

I can't decide if I want to up vote this story or the bear joke more.
lol
 
My girl and I are average 4 walks a week. It's hilly 'round here so it's somewhat challenging.

:rose:
 
I think this needs to be made into a bumper sticker. :)

I am apparently good at talking about My Cock.

What a weird skill. Tough to put on a resume.

I also suck at meditation...per se. What I am aces at, and always have been, is "zoning out", wherein I disappear into my own head (it's fun there) and the person or people next to me are snapping their fingers or going, "K? K?...K!"

But, yeah, relaxation, real relaxation, for me, only happens on the heels of physical exhaustion via some form of exercise. Or smashing things. I like to smash.

So, hats off to Netz.

It's taken me years, but I recognise that I am, in my own way, one of those keyed up people that I tell to slow down. I just don't move fast enough to be obvious.

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I can't decide if I want to up vote this story or the bear joke more.
lol

*snort*
 
It's taken me years, but I recognise that I am, in my own way, one of those keyed up people that I tell to slow down. I just don't move fast enough to be obvious.

I went out for coffee with one of the members of the writer's group I just "dumped", a few days ago. She was telling me how amazed she is at how much energy I have, whereupon I told her that my husband is far more energetic than I am. (He is).I swear her mouth fell open at the thought. LOL. So, yeah, I guess I'm fairly wound up...but in a good way, I think. (Hope)

L has been referred to as "A cold drop of water on a hot skillet".
 
I went out for coffee with one of the members of the writer's group I just "dumped", a few days ago. She was telling me how amazed she is at how much energy I have, whereupon I told her that my husband is far more energetic than I am. (He is).I swear her mouth fell open at the thought. LOL. So, yeah, I guess I'm fairly wound up...but in a good way, I think. (Hope)

L has been referred to as "A cold drop of water on a hot skillet".

Your husband???

DO tell....:D
:rose:
 
Remind me not to do a boxing class the day after I do a pump class...my shoulders are sore :eek:
 
Cycle 4, Wave D
Deload squats

Decided not to squat, and to hit the assistance work (which we've been slacking on) extra hard. So, as a result, we did three circuits with the 4" slosh pipe and followed it up with a coupla sets of frog-lifts on the ab straps (ie curl up and try to touch your knees to your elbows).

The pipe was especially demanding today. We'd set out for two circuits, but I wasn't satisfied and wanted a third. Halfway through, I was regretting it.
 
May I just take this moment to say how much I LOVE my doctor?

K :heart:'s Dr C

Thanks to his knowledge and patience, and the meds he prescribed, I am now back in full swing - literally. Tennis, running, etc, all done without the horrible, horrible cough. It so, so good to feel like myself again!
 
Yay, glad to hear you lost the cough.

1 hr 15 m vinyasa flow.

Ohmmmm ow.
My right sided hip/pigeon pose today just sucked balls. Period related? Crohn's right sided bullshit related? Hope it's nothing.
 
I really wanna try the restorative yoga thing Netz was talking about a few pages back. Staying hunched over the computer 12-20 hours a day is not conducive to doing the other kinds of yoga.

"Are you serious? It hurts too damn much to do that!"

I'm hoping that after Kitty and I move to Birmingham (largest city in the state) in a few weeks, I'll find some opportunity and money to give it a try.
 
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