Wednesday, January 14, 2015

Meg's Musings: 66-Day Challenge

A couple of weeks ago I read this article about fostering healthy habits and kicking those annoyingly bad habits. I'm feeling pretty good about 2015 since I ended 2014 on a damn good note and I've already gotten a real nice running start on this new year. But there is always room to improve, and my goal now is to find where my room for growth is and fill all those empty spaces with progress. And I can't do that without a plan, and some accountability (which is why we started this blog in the first place, right?) 

I like schedules and I like routines. But I am now a freelance writer and well, no one is making my schedule but me, which is great...except when I get tired and unfocused and I really need someone telling me what to do and when to do it. Same goes for my workouts, and nutrition for that matter. Over the summer, I was on a very strict three-month program, which was tough, but it kept me disciplined. My big goal was to get through that process before the new year so that I could really start the year off on a great note, and I think I did (check!). I've made some serious progress, but I am nowhere close to where I want to be, so now I find myself needing another strict regimen. 

There are tons -- TONS -- of programs out there, some are expensive, some are fairly cheap and some are free. I’ve done several of them, and they’ve been great. I mean, any program that gets you to make conscious decisions about nutrition and train harder in the gym is well worth your time. Obviously the overall goal is health and fitness, but these challenges can be great in that they break up the work into increments. Each of them may focus on specific areas, goals or needs of your body. Each of them may work on fostering specific habits that are going to stick with you and improve your overall fitness and nutrition in the long run. Each one helps you to mark your progress and chart your growth. And they may not be for everyone, but for me, each time I take on a new challenge or start a new program, the goal is not to get through those 24 days, or 90 days, or whatever time period I've committed to, and then have free range to eat, drink, and be lazy. The goal is to finish that program stronger than I was when I started it, and to use that new progress as a platform for improvement.

Like I said, there are tons out there. Advocare’s 24 Day Challenge is a great detox/nutritional/overall fitness jumpstart. The 90-Day yeast/gluten cleanse through Hotze Health and Wellness is also incredible for increased health and strength. There are weight training programs and fat loss programs and endurance programs and upper body programs and booty programs and core programs. Whatever your goal is, I guarantee you it’s out there. But this time I am going with a different idea. I’ve looked at where I am and where I want to be, and I put together my own plan to get myself there. Because there is something rewarding about having only yourself to thank for your progress.

Like all good challenges, it targets overall health, fitness, and strength training. And, of course, it has guidelines and deadlines. And although I do not place a ridiculous amount of emphasis on my weight when I am increasing my weight training, I am doing a weekly weigh-in to track my progress. 

I spent a couple of days creating a weight-training program specific to my particular fitness goals for the next 66 days, and I won't bore you with the details. The meal plan, however, I will share because that is quite simple. It's nothing fancy, just a guideline to make sure I am getting all of the vitamins I need and taking in the right amounts of protein, carbs (veggies), and natural sugars (fruit). Unlike most challenges I have done in the past, I am not giving myself "cheat days" (God help me!) and I am not taking in whole grains, so my complex carbs come strictly from vegetables, with the occasional exception of sweet potatoes and spinach wraps. 

The daily routine goes something like this: 





-       Pre-breakfast –
o  Probiotics
o  Lemon water and green tea (natural detox!) 
o  Chia Seeds (for energy and strength) 

-       Breakfast – Fruit/Protein/Veggie Smoothie, which tastes better than it sounds and hits all my nutritional requirements: 
o  Protein -- Jay Robb’s Whey Protein 
o  Fruit  -- Strawberries, blueberries and blackberries
o  Complex Carbs – kale and other leafy green veggies

-       Mid-morning energy: 
o  Deli Ham
o  Almonds 
o  Small portion of vegetables 

-       Lunch: 
o  Lean Protein – chicken, fish, turkey, or lean ground beef 
o  Complex Carb – vegetables, sweet potato, or spinach wraps 

-       Post-Workout:
o  Protein Shake
o  Green Juice (packed with vitamins and minerals: kale, cabbage, broccoli, cucumber, tomatoes, etc.) 

-        Dinner: 
o  Lean Protein – chicken, fish, turkey, or lean ground beef 

o  Complex Carb – vegetables, sweet potato, or spinach wraps


66 days to my next "progress platform" and I can't wait to see what's next! 

Wednesday, January 7, 2015

Steph Says: Nola Holiday

Every once in a while, a mama needs a getaway, even if only for 24 hours. This winter, a tradition was born with Katie and Steph's second annual New Orleans (Nola for you out-of-towners) Holiday.

Because if you do it twice, it's officially a tradition.
A little backstory: Katie and I were fraternity sisters (yes, that's a thing) in college, and our senior year we were President (her) and VP Membership (me). We had some adventures, to say the least. We managed to stay in touch after college because she decided to do a 180 from vocal performance (the girl can SING) and start doing hair, and she was my go-to girl for keeping my mane in check, back when I could actually afford it!! She was a bridesmaid in my wedding, and even though time has gone by, we're still pretty close. Now she's living the dream in New York City, doing hair for movies and TV shows and meeting celebs and going to rooftop bars and running in Central Park... I'm not jealous at all. She's one of those friends you can NOT talk to for 6 months, and when you finally reconnect, you can pick right back up where you left off...the best kind of friend. No judgment, no pressure, just a great friend who loves to have a good time.
Like I said. No judgment. 
We met up at our fancy hotel around 3 p.m. and headed over to Magazine Street for some shopping. We stopped at Trashy Diva where we had a fun little fashion show.
Work it.
Katie sneakily surprised me with a little Christmas gift- this head wrap/band thing that I was drooling over. I walked away for two seconds and she bought it for me! I know right? That's an amazing friend right there. I might have worn it every day since. Even if it is just around my house.

Who Dat, indeed.
Shopping made us hungry and our dinner reservation wasn't until after 9, so we stopped in at Juan's Flying Burrito and got some chips, salsa, guac, and queso...and a margarita, OF COURSE. It did not disappoint! 

Best part? It says "dranks!"
At that point, we headed back to our hotel to get ready for our fancy dinner. Big thanks to my friend and stylist Kat for helping me to put together my outfit! Selfies ensued. How could they not? Funny though, the mirror was kinda behind the bed, so this is the best I could do.
Dress: Gap
P.S. I did NOT wake up like this. 
We hopped in taxi to head back to Magazine for dinner at La Petite Grocery. The chef, Justin Devillier, was a contestant on Top Chef New Orleans and he was just named Best Chef in Nola. The menu did not disappoint. We had Blue Crab Beignets, Roasted Lamb T-bones, PanĂ©ed Rabbit, Roasted Brussels Sprouts, Baked Macaroni, and Stone Ground Grits.
Oh.
My.
Gawd.
All I'm saying is that running 12 miles the day before made this dinner so much yummier. I know for sure it was not light on the calories... But y'all know I run so I can eat! My only, and I do mean ONLY, complaint is that the mood lighting sucked for taking pictures of this delicious spread. So I got nothing. You'll just have to go and experience it for yourself!

After dinner, we took off for the Roosevelt Hotel and took a ton of pictures in the Christmas-decorated lobby. This is probably my favorite spot in Nola at Christmastime.

We stopped by the Sazerac Bar for a drink....

...where apparently SOMETHING was hilarious...
...and then headed to the bathroom...where there was a large floor-to-ceiling mirror...aaaaaaand selfies ensued. I repeat...How could they not?


Around 2 am we ran back to the hotel for a shoe change (sorry Kat, but I was DYING) and then walked around a bit. Saw the sights (aka reeeeeaaaaally stupid drunk people) on Bourbon Street and then decided to call it a night because as Ted Mosby says, nothing good happens after 2 am!
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Although we still looked pretty amazing at 2 am. 
The next morning, we got brunch at the Bourbon House where I got my favorite drink in New Orleans... A frozen bourbon milk punch.
All. The. Nutmeg. 
Our little Nola weekend came to a close and we parted ways-Katie for Alabama (then NYC), and me for Lafayette- but not before promising to do it all over again next winter!


Until next time, Nola, I'll be thinking of you!




Saturday, December 20, 2014

Steph Says: My Second Half Marathon

Last weekend, I ran my second-ever half marathon- the Cajun Country- and it didn't suck! It was actually a pretty fun race...dare I say I enjoyed myself?!?

The night before, I dropped Rascal off at my mother-in-law's for a little sleepover since The Hubs was out of town. I made a quick stop at CVS for some more Advil because my knee/hamstring was still bugging me and I was fresh out of anti-inflammatories. When I got home, I laid out all of my gear as I always do before a race. And as usual, I tried to go to sleep early but I was too anxious/excited to sleep.
Aww yea.

Saturday morning I woke up feeling pretty good. My knee wasn't hurting at all and I felt really well-rested despite my lack of sleep. I had driven to Acadiana Park the day before because I had NO CLUE where I was going and you do NOT want to be lost on race day. I ran into Elle Noel and we headed to the park, but I ended up misjudging the starting line and we had to backtrack a quarter of a mile or so...let's call it a warmup, shall we?
 There were only about 150 people in this race, so I started out pretty strong since I didn't have to weave through the pack. We ran through a neighborhood and then around some main roads before turning onto this little scenic highway and ran under Interstate 10. From that point on, the scenery was just gorgeous. There were beautiful fall-colored trees and leaves all over the ground. Yea, it's mid-December and things are just starting to look fall-ish here in Louisiana. 

Running isn't so bad when there's pretty stuff to look at and fall leaves to crunch! 

I maintained a pretty strong pace (right around 11 min/mi) until mile 8 when I stopped for water and some Shot Bloks. Not long after that, we had to get across I-10 again... But this time, we went OVER instead of under. That overpass pretty much killed my pace vibe, but it was pretty cool to look down and see all of the cars zooming by underneath. I hovered around a 12 minute mile for the rest of the race and finished it in a total of 2 hours, 30 minutes, and 48 seconds, which was 30 minutes faster than the Zydeco Half back in March (3:00:39). THIRTY MINUTES FASTER, people. In eight and a half months. Needless to say, I finished on a pretty major runner's high because my goal was to finish in 2:30!

I'm too cheap to buy race photos, but this one might be worth it. 

These lovely ladies were waiting at the finish line to cheer me on. I have to say, being a part of a running group makes SUCH a difference in your training and in the race-day excitement! And the best part about being the slowest? Automatic cheerleaders, because they all finish before me!

I got this super cute medal to commemorate my efforts. I don't think I'll ever drink another beer without my little gator buddy!


All in all, the Cajun Country Half Marathon was a really fun experience and I'd do it again in a heartbeat. Yea, I said fun. I actually enjoyed this race so much I'd go so far as to call it FUN! Part of the fun is in challenging myself, and I'm learning more and more about myself as a runner each race. Training for a marathon is time-consuming, and hella difficult, but I just keep thinking about how lucky I am to have this opportunity to train, learn, and grow as a runner, wife, and mom.

Until next time, get out there and enjoy the weather (wherever you may be)!



Monday, December 15, 2014

Steph Says: Body Pump Challenge Results

So it's been about three weeks since the 6-week Body Pump challenge ended. I was hoping to get my T-shirt so I could show it off in this post, but the gym hasn't gotten it tagetha and the shirts are MIA. I do know that I didn't win the grand prize... Boo. Not all that sad, considering I wasn't even sure what the grand prize was. Priorities.

Anyway, here are the photographic results. The "after" shot of my back is way darker, but please don't think I'm trying to fool you with edited lighting and a fancy filter. Ain't nobody (me) got time for that. I am not that tan, nor am I that talented. It's just not an easy picture to capture. 
(Side note: Have you ever tried to take a picture of your back, in a mirror, while flexing? It is NOT an easy feat. Go ahead, try it. I'll wait here.)

So- I definitely see a difference in my back picture, under my shoulders. What is that, my tricep muscle? It's higher and tighter than it was before. The flexing pic, well, y'all can judge that one for yourselves. I don't see a huge difference. 
And now for the numbers.

Bicep: WAS 12.5 inches, NOW 12.25 inches. -.25 inches
Bust: WAS 38 inches, NOW 37 inches. -1 inch 
Waist: WAS 34.5 inches, NOW 34 inches. -.5 inches
Hips: WAS 45.5 inches, NOW 45 inches. -.5 inches
Thigh: WAS 27 inches, NOW 24.75 inches. -2.25 inches (say whaaaaaa?)
Total inches lost: 4.5

And now the word "inches" looks so freakin WEIRD to me. Look at it. LOOK AT IT. 

What I learned during those six weeks:
1. Squats and lunges, although they SUCK, work wonders for my legs. I was pretty shocked by the 2.25 inch loss in my thighs, but I could tell on those rare occasions when I'd wear my jeans.
2. I need to BE CONSISTENT with lifting. I was so tired some days, and there were moments when I thought GOODBYE WORLD, I'm about to drop this bar on my neck. But it was a good, sore, happy tired because I felt so accomplished. 
3. I'm capable of lifting more than I thought.

Moving Forward:
1. KEEP LIFTING. When I'm training for a distance run, I tend to put all thoughts of the gym out of my mind other than my one cross-training day. And while running is an excellent exercise, it doesn't do for my body what weights can do.
2. Get yo' mind right, Stephanie. And by mind, I mean mouth. I feel like ohhhhh, I burned sooooo many calories, now I can eat ALL THE THINGS.... well, I can't. Today is Monday, the wonderful day to restart and recharge, the day that every diet begins on. 
Truth.

Until next time, where I'll recap my second half marathon.... 


Friday, December 5, 2014

Steph Says: Forever A Panther

It's been a while since I've posted, but my life has been pretty consistent (aka BORING) these days: wake up, hang out with Rascal Mae, run a few miles, watch an unholy amount of television, rinse, repeat. Not the best blog fodder.
But today was different. Today was so special. I got to take a day trip to New Orleans with my girl Maria to support my Panther football team as they played in the Division III State Championship.


We got there super early and ended up snagging the Bunker Club seats at the 30 yard line. I'm talking cushy cushy chairs practically ON the field. A metal railing separated us from the Astroturf. I can't even imagine how much these seats would cost for an NFL game, but for $15 I'd say we got quite a deal.

This is what rich people's rumps are treated to.

I got to see so many of my former students, which made my heart so incredibly happy. Not a day goes by that I don't think about them, but to have them all in one place where I could see their smiles and give them hugs...awesome! 

My ladies!!!!
The excitement in the Dome was palpable. I couldn't believe how many people came out to celebrate and cheer on these amazing boys. One of my best girls got the chance of a lifetime to sing the National Anthem on the field, and she rocked it, of course!

The boys fought so hard, but in the end, victory just wasn't meant to be. But they played their hearts out. They had an amazing undefeated season, and they got to play football in the Superdome. They made history for their school. They are such outstanding young men, and I was so blessed to have them in my classes and in my life. I've always felt like they were my babies before I had my baby, and tonight, I am just overwhelmed with pride for my babies.


I love my Panthers.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Steph Says: Weight Loss- An Epic Miniseries

Losing weight is like a never-ending, constantly-renewing, seventy-five part miniseries. A sweeping, epic television event with life-altering situations, multiple plot twists, villains, star-crossed lovers, award-winning cinematography, a heroine in disguise and a cliffhanger at the end of each season that keeps you coming back for more. It's a Netflix bingefest-worthy week-long spectacular that makes you stay up way later than any dignified lady should because you just. Cannot. Get. Enough. And you must know what happens next.

Except it's all in your head. And you're living it each and every day. It's a game you must play in order to survive and have your name show up in the opening credits of the next episode. Because nothing sucks more than when your favorite character is killed off mid-season. I'm still pissed off at Shonda Rhimes for killing Denny in season what? three? of Grey's Anatomy. Sorry if that needed a spoiler alert. It's been like a hot decade though, so can it really still be considered a spoiler? I digress. 
Girl, I feel you.
The life-altering situation: One day you wake up and you realize something's gotta change. And much like that awful movie Groundhog Day, you wake up with this same realization over and over and over again until you finally DO something about it. You do a workout DVD in your living room. You get rid of all the trashy food in your pantry. You start jogging. You join a gym. You stock up on fruits and veggies. You go for a walk. You do SOMETHING. And that one something turns into a lot of somethings and slowly but surely, those somethings become a part of who you are. And you start to love it.

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Multiple plot twists: You will slip up. You will pig out on some chili cheese tots from Sonic (yea no that sooooo did not happen last night. Not even.) You will skip your run. You will get too busy to set foot inside your gym and you will make excuses. But the good news about multiple plot twists is that your perspective will shift, your schedule will miraculously open up (because you MAKE it open up), and you'll remember why it was so important for you to run/eat healthy/work out in the first place. And you will get back at it with a vengeance.

Villains: There are countless villains that will try to trip you up on this weight loss journey. There will be people who don't believe in you. People who liked you better when you were bigger (haters). My biggest villain has, and always will be, food (remember those chili cheese tots?). I adore food. The unhealthier, the better. Maybe it's a southern thing, or a fat kid thing, but when I saw one of those "I run so I can eat" workout tanks it SPOKE to me. I've been stuck at the same weight, give or take four pounds, since the end of July. I lost 83 pounds in 14 months and now I'm maintaining like my life depends on it. But I want more! I am capable of more. But there's that age-old villain lurking in every fast food drive thru, calling out to me...
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Star-Crossed Lovers: You are your own worst enemy in this weight loss love triangle. You constantly want what you can't/shouldn't have (chili cheese tots, anyone?) and you have to fight through the desire. It's a lot like being in a really unhealthy relationship. Think of dear old Romeo and Juliet. If those kids would have taken a MINUTE to slow their roll and think about the choices they were making, they could have saved us all a lot of trouble. But then I wouldn't have been able to teach the joy of Shakespearean tragedy to my poor freshmen...and then they wouldn't be the fine, upstanding young men and women they are today. Make good choices, do good things- I would tell my students this a lot, and the same applies for my star-crossed love of Salted Caramel Mochas. Ain't no way to "skinny" one of those bad boys. You just have to make sure the good choices outweigh the bad. Otherwise you might end up stabbing yourself or drinking poison from an apothecary. Or a venti frappucino with whip from Starbs. Same difference. 
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Award-Winning Cinematography: One day, after lots and lots of good choices, you will wake up and see the changes in your body. Your jeans will fit just a little bit better. Your arms will get a little more defined. And then, maybe one day you'll catch a glimpse of yourself in a storefront window and not realize it's you, because that girl is way skinnier than you and there's no way that's you but oh wait I have that jacket and those are my sunglasses and HOLY CRAP THAT IS ME.
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Heroine in Disguise: Again, you. You have been in disguise for so long, and you're finally coming out of your shell. You're proud of the changes you've worked so hard for. You LIKE getting dressed (even though you have, literally, six outfits that fit that aren't workout clothes). Your smile is getting more and more real because you love yourself, not just the inside anymore either. The outside is finally starting to match the inside. You know how far you've come, and you are shining just a little bit brighter than you were before.
Outfit 2 of 6
Cliffhanger: The slip-ups, the bad choices, the skipped workouts...they're gonna happen. They will happen, and they will derail you for as long as you let them. That's where the cliffhanger comes in. You get to decide what direction you will go. You get to choose your next challenge. You get to write your own story. And that power, the power that's within your hands, is what keeps you coming back for more. It's the cliffhanger at the end of each and every day...how far will you push yourself tomorrow? How many miles will you run? How many reps can you do? How will you make yourself better? And how will you make sure that you come back stronger and fitter in the "new season" of your miniseries? The beauty of it is that YOU get to decide.

The miniseries starring me?
I. Just. Cannot. Get. Enough.
And I'm so excited to see what happens next.


Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Meg's Musings: Phase One of my 3 Months of Hell.... I mean Health

This is Part One of my "Getting My Life Back" post. A few people asked me what exactly I was talking about when I referred to all of the health issues I have been trying to fix so here it is.

Well, the first part of it, at least...
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Just a few months ago, I was in that desperate position where nothing I'd tried could help me feel better, no doctor could tell me what was wrong with me, and no amount of medication could help me without damn near sending me into a coma of miserable side effects.

I had had enough. Enough of being tired, enough of being sick, enough of feeling like the floor was falling out from under me. Literally, actually. I remember standing at my podium once with about 27 people giving me the "what the hell are you talking about" look. And I was probably giving them the same look, because I didn't have a clue what I was talking about. I felt like I was on an elevator... you know how you get off the elevator and it still feels like the floor is moving? So here I am holding onto the podium like it's going to keep me from falling over, and I'm trying to figure out what the hell I had just said and what I had meant to say and what I was supposed to stay next and wondering why there is no naptime in high school. Because I need a nap. And by nap I mean hibernating for a few winters and then maybe considering rejoining society somewhere around 2019. Maybe.




It had started the year before, at first just with these debilitating headaches that made me want to consult my friend, Google, and ask if you could actually die from pain. I'm pretty sure at some point I was hoping it was possible.

Ever seen the movie Shutter Island? When the doctor is explaining what a migraine feels like he says "Imagine someone sawed open your head, filled it with razors, and shook it as hard as they could." If you've ever had a migraine, you know how accurate that statement is.

So eventually that pain starting spreading all over my body until I was hospitalized for a few days and sent home with no diagnosis and no end in sight. "Take these pills and get some sleep. Sleep deprivation does strange things to the body." Ok, Doc.

But that didn't work. I was hurting. I wasn't sleeping. I felt like I had aged about forty years. And I looked like it, too.

 
Those bags under my eyes could talk, and they said "I NEED TO REST"


And then one day I was like hmmm, I need to get my dryer fixed. It's shrinking all of my pants!!!

And whatever bug broke my dryer also lived in my scale because that thing was broken too. It said I had gained a good twenty pounds in about 3 months. (Okay fine. It was probably closer to 30)

And then my camera broke and all of a sudden when it snapped a picture, it made my face look so puffy and bloated I could barely find my eyes...



Okay fine, it wasn't just my camera. It was every camera on the planet. So I did the sensible thing. I stopped getting on the scale and avoided cameras like the frickin plague. Avoid the problem and it goes away, right? So I avoided the problem for a while, took my 12,000,000 milligrams of ibuprofen, tried to start working out, pulled muscles and sprained ankles about once a month because my body couldn't take it, occasionally just gave up altogether, and then eventually decided to stop ignoring the problem.

That's Phase One: Stop ignoring the problem.
Mission: stop ignoring the problem started this July in the middle of a doctor's office in Houston when I told him I couldn't go anymore. I was done. But I wasn't done. I was just starting. Here's what I learned in Phase One....

Apparently the bug that broke my dryer, scale, and camera wasn't living in my appliances. He was living in my body, and it would take three months to get him out. THREE MONTHS?!   

Yep. Three months. And a lot of discipline. And a lot of medicine. And some hard work.

The three month regimen to fix what was going on in my body consisted of

1) An intense and wildly strict eating plan
2) Dietary Supplements
3) Hormone Treatments (yes sometimes people actually need them long before middle age)

So my summer looked something like this

 



It was hard. Wait, no that was an understatement. It straight up sucked. But it got the bug out of my body (and my scale and my dryer and my camera).

And now all of those pants that "got shrunk in the dryer" are way too big for me, and I look at the scale and see 28 pounds worth of progress. And I still have those damn bags under my eyes, but they are slowly going away.



My body still hurts sometimes, but it has gotten a hell of a lot better. And when I look in the mirror, I can tell when I am on track, and I can tell when I need to get stricter with my regiment. But most days, I'm okay with what I see and I'm proud, because I worked so hard to get there.