Hey Play60, leave my 10 year old ALONE!

This is my beauty, a few weeks ago.

My Chillgirl is a Mini-Me.  She runs, she jumps, she rides her bike, she plays volleyball.  All. The. Time.

There is rarely a day I don't hear the volleyball bouncing either in the house or out front in the driveway off the garage.  She has learned all the cheer jumps out on the trampoline with her friends. She's allowed to ride her bike all the way to the park now that she's 10.

I have coached her since she was 6 years old in volleyball and now she's also on a club team with a new coach.  She's gotten so much better in the last year and I will love watching her take off on a different level than I could ever coach her.

What I'm saying here is, my kid isn't a sit on the couch and watch hours of TV or video games kind of kid.  She gets out there and moves.

Today with her final report card from school was a slip of paper from Fuel Up to Play 60 who partners with FitnessGram, which is what the report was called.  It was a report of activities apparently Chillgirl did in PE. Aerobics, muscle strength, endurance, flexibility were all tested. She was weighed and measured.  The report showed a comparison of this year's and last year's performance and measurements.  She has only grown an inch but has gained 15 lbs.  Her Body Mass Index, which I myself have had a serious issue with its validity, was up 3.2 whatever unit of measurement that is since last year to 21.6 whatevers.  Apparently this is too much for a 10 year old girl.  The "Healthy Fitness Zone" is a BMI of 14.1-19.5.

She's "high risk"?

So this report went on to say she "needs improvement".  She probably should get out more, be more active each day, less TV time, and eat healthier.  Are you kidding me?  Now I agree with eating healthier as a good suggestion.  She is force-fed salmon and swai and lean turkey and beef at home now...poor thing.  Broccoli and cucumbers and carrot sticks.  Brown rice and wheat pasta.  This is what her Mother makes her eat for dinner.  How dare I!

These are the ridiculous suggestions from the report

I fully admit that Chillgirl likes candy and cheetos, and fruit snacks, which have absolutely no fruit in them, and chips and cheese.  For the love of Pete, my girls can eat a brick of cheese.  I avoid it, knowing the fat content rolling around in that yummy yellow/orange block.  I caution them on eating too much of it.  Both girls like Taco Bell and McDonald's and Panda Express orange chicken.  I try to limit this junk to once a week, out of necessity with our busy schedules.  

I hate to bring up diet or limiting foods with my girls.  I worry about eating disorders and poor body image.  I would never try to make her understand a report like this.  I don't understand it.  I've always been well above my height/weight's healthy BMI.  Everyone tells me "oh, you're all muscle".  Yeah, yeah, I know but I see others with sinewy muscles in their arms and legs but without my puffy layer of cellulite covering them.  

My kids don't have cellulite but I am sure they will have to watch their food intake just like I do to keep it at bay in their adult years.  For now though, they are kids.  They are active kids and I've surrounded them with examples of healthy food and activities.  

That's MY Healthy Fitness Zone.

Chillgirl, today

I'm Juicing...in a Good Way

I was perusing through my Netflix online menu and found a documovie that looked interesting. Fat, Sick and Nearly Dead. About an Aussie dude who was overweight and suffering from a skin disorder brought on by his general lack of health. He took a six month trip to the US with his Juicer machine and was going to do a juice cleanse while interviewing fat Americans about their eating and dieting habits. Crazy idea, but I was intrigued.

I'm always interested in hearing how others get fit, stay fit, or where they were before they were fit. The Biggest Loser show is a favorite, but even more are the success stories of people who do it "on their own" without Bob and Jillian and a state-of-the-art gym to work out in 7 hours a day. I never understood why the BL would give those people that cocoon of personal food instruction and a gym with no contact with the outside world, when that outside world is what helped them get over 400 pounds in the first place.

I was never in that over-200 lbs category (well, possibly with 9 months of pregnancy either time, but if I was, I didn't let the nurses tell me) but after each kid was born, I did do it "on my own" to get the baby-weight off and get back to my former athletic self.

The documentary was more informative in the beginning about how the all-juice diet was cleansing the guy's system and flushing out all the toxins he'd built up and it showed him talking to some really dumb Americans who would say things like "I gotta have my Burger King, I can't give that up", while standing there tipping the scales at over 300 pounds. He would go through his spiel about the juice and tell him what he's lost (he was shrinking throughout the movie) and they'd look at him like "uh-uh, don't you tell me I can't have my meatloaf!".

One guy he met at a truckstop in the middle of nowhere was a big dude. Divorced dad who hadn't seen his kid in a while due to his depression, health issues, and being on the road all the time driving a truck. He revealed he had the same affliction the Aussie had, which was rare. The Aussie did his thing, and the guy even tried the juice out of the juicer in the back of the guy's car, and said "Hmmm, that ain't bad". Juice-guy gave him his number and said to call him if he wanted more info on the diet. Trucker-guy was well over 400 lbs and I thought, yeah, no way.

Aussie went home after 6 months of only juicing (cuh-razy if you ask me) a much skinnier guy off his meds and feeling great. He gets a phone call from trucker-dude. He's ready. The documovie sets the trucker up in a lake house to get him walking and swimming and juicing. He does it all. All by himself. The townspeople where he was started talking to him and he was telling them the juicing benefits. He ended up doing a juicing class in a local restaurant. His weight was dropping like crazy. Juice only. By the end, he was a new man. Reconnected with his kid and was throwing the football with him and running. It was SO INSPIRING. Both men were totally transformed.

Others in the show were doing 10-day cleanses and feeling great too. I decided then and there I was getting a juicer. I did not think I needed or wanted to do a "cleanse" on juice only, but as a supplement or a meal replacement, I thought a glass full of veggie or fruit juice right from the produce itself, would be nothing but good for me. I was right.

I bought the Jack Lalanne Power Juicer. I figured if that man made it til he was almost 90 and endorsed it, it was good. It was also under $100 which was a factor. So I read up a little on what produce was good for juicing and began to buy fresh kale, cucumbers, broccoli stalks, peppers, carrots, apples, oranges and lemons. I throw it ALL in there. The apples and oranges add sweetness and keep it from being bitter. Its juice but it is filling. The pulp that shoots into a holder in the back is full of fiber and nutrients as well, so I mix that with fat free sour cream and use it as a dip, or put it in my soups, or mix it with Greek yogurt. Buying fresh produce means you have to use it before it goes bad, which forces me to continue to make juice.

The juice fills me up but I don't think I could do it in isolation. I get hungry for a little more bulk and other flavors and since I don't need to drop 50 or 100 pounds, I am choosing not to go extreme. My desire for regular food is less since I have the juice filling up space, so that's good. TMI warning, but my eliminations are smooth and easy with all the veggies and fruit cleaning out the crevices of my intestines and lubing up the pathway out. My skin is clear and I sleep soundly (but not enough hours). I am following dietal suggestions for reducing cancer occurence or reoccurence. Aside from the clean-up of the machine itself (where's ole Jack for that?), I see no downside.

I still have carbs and meat in my diet. I am an athlete and feel I need the protein and carbs for energy. I choose lean meats and low-sugar carbs when I can. I limit my sweets. But if I eat a Thin Mint for 40 calories of my allotted 1325/day, I'm perfectly good with that.

I know there are athletes who are vegan. I'm sure there's tofu options out there but I run and race for the Texas Beef Council for gosh's sake, so I don't think I'll be ditching the lean meat anytime soon. I could cut more snacky things like crackers, pretzels and chips. Lent is coming and I think it will be the kick in the pants I need to quit those three things for 40 days. Jesus would approve.

I'll never be a lean machine type of athlete. I haven't ever been that. I like my shape but want it at its best, and in another 15 pounds I know I could be faster and more fit for my races. Maybe I won't get it all off at the food consumption level I have now. I'm willing to tweak my plan. Don't know if I could maintain it either. I like to have a glass of wine while sharing a yummy dessert with my Sinatra or my girlfriends and don't see me denying myself that experience. As long as I'm living, I can live with that.

This 40+ year old's Take on Feast and Famine

I've been inspired by some other weight-loss blogs I read to talk a bit about how I as an over 40 year old view my own health and weight issues. I go about my days and nights quietly but constantly conscious of how much I've eaten for the day, how much I moved during the day, and how much I'll weigh on the scale the next morning.

As I lay here tonight with a growly stomach, I am at peace with the hollow noises buzzing around inside my intestines. It has taken a few days of not eating anything but water past 8pm to get comfortable with this feeling, but I know it is okay to feel it. The growlies don't mean my body is starving. I'd like to think they are sounds of my body processing my food from dinner, and settling a score with the juices and gases found in the nooks and crannies of my innards. It is nourishment finding a place to lay down for the night. Was that gross? Sorry.



This go around, I have been watching my food intake carefully for the last 5 days. My current plan is low-carb. That means stopping all my favorite comfort foods like breads, cereals (seriously I'm obsessed with a full cereal bowl, with milk and fruit mixed in), pasta, crackers (another obsession), and sugary sweets. I've done this plan many times before and it always works. Always. IF I stick to it. I really can't even eat fruit or have milk or other semi-sweet veggies like carrots or tomatoes. The sugar in them ruins the whole plan.

So 2 weeks of this will kill my carb-addiction (its a real thing, google it) and I won't be craving it anymore. Most low-carb plans instruct to re-introduce healthy carbs, like wheats and grains, back in after that time period. I may or may not, depending on the weight loss.

So I eat veggies, eggs, cheese, any meats or fish, and nuts. This time I've even added tofu, mushrooms, and bacon. I forgot how much I love bacon. But to eat even a little sugar or pasta or breads negates the plan and then I am just eating fatty foods with carbs and the weight will add ON. It WILL. So right now I am loving eating the full-fat meats and cheeses, and I will sacrifice the carbie stuff for now. But damn I miss those Wheat Thins!



There are many types of diets with no-carbs or low-carbs. Anyone can find one they can live with. Me, I've never been able to do a NO-carb diet, but found that low-carb plans, some even with a cheating period of time per day (see the Drs Heller Carbohydrate Addicts Diet), is doable for me. I can restrict only up to a point.

On the other side of the healthy coin, my working-out has saved me. It is the only reason my crazy diet changes over the years haven't ended up with me weighing 200 lbs. I know this because I weighed 200 lbs (+!) with both of my pregnancies and it was YES, because of what I was eating, but ALSO because I stopped exercising. Plain and simple. My chunky-monkey body MUST have exercise or else it will balloon out. I call my body chunky because it is. I know I will always have curves and I will always have muscles. At my thinnest, in high school, I had both and even though I thought I wasn't skinny enough, in pictures I was an adorable size. That was about 30 lbs lighter than I am now. Thirty pounds! Damn this aging. Not cool.

I get bored easily so I am a triathlete. I can train for a race by running, cycling, or swimming...or swim-cycling, or cycle-running, or swim-running. I sneak my short exercises in whenever I can. Being a single mom with two active girls, I do get creative. In the summer they swim and play at the neighborhood pool and I'm doing laps. I run with Lucy the dog because she needs it too. Sometimes the girls will ride their bikes while I run. I ride on my off weekends when they are with their dad. If I can't I suck it up and get on my bike trainer indoors while I'm watching The Biggest Loser or Top Chef. I get it done. It is part of my life without fail. Even a walk with my iPod keeps my mind centered and my heart pumping. Anyone who is trying to lose weight who doesn't make a workout plan is not going to stay healthy. You can actually still eat some things you like if you make yourself exercise the bad parts of that yummy food away. Bonus!



Anyone who says weight is just a number is not overweight or has given up on a healthy weight. My number is part of my every morning routine. It regulates my mood and my eating patterns. If I ignored it and threw out my scale I could easily convince myself I was doing fine. That my pants must've shrunk in the wash. That I needed new clothes anyway. That there must be something going around making me feel sick. That I just needed to lay down or nap and I'd feel better. I could ignore that number and hope that I will say "enough" when my tummy tells me it's full. I would hope I noticed the button on my pants leaving a mark on my skin. I hope I'd recognize the lethargy and get off the couch to go for a run.



But I choose to look at that number every morning before my shower every day to know I am following the guidelines I've set up for myself. To know if I should bring a salad to work today. To know I should make time to hit the gym tonight. To know I need to get an extra half hour of sleep. It's my body and I don't need it to be at the bottom of my "healthy weight" range, or even in the range, but I've lived with this body for 40 years and I KNOW when it's healthy. The number gives me a concrete standard to adhere to. It is what works for me.