Last week was another pretty good week for me.
I continued on the treadmill. When I was doing 10-12 minutes I found myself not needing to listen to music or anything because the time duration was too short to lead to boredom. I enjoyed those moments of repetitive motion and just looking out my window.
A lot of the time, I have something playing—music, a video, a podcast, an audiobook, etc, etc. It felt good to take a mental break and just focus on the workout.
When I bumped it up to 14 minutes, I noticed I was starting to get bored about half way through.
The mental part of this is going to be an interesting exercise within itself. I want to be able to connect with my body while I exercise without distraction. I wonder how challenging it will be to get my mind to a state of not craving stimulation while I increase my workout time.
Because I’m starting to feel my upper arms turn to mush, I realized, I have to start doing strength training. I tried doing some upper body moves with 3lb dumbbells while on the treadmill. That didn’t work out so well. I kept losing my balance. It was really had to focus on making a mental connection with my muscles (something I picked up on a workout DVD years ago that stuck with me) while walking.
So, I’m going to go back, once again, to my favorite strength training workout—Power 90 Sculpt—and do that three times a week.
I had the strangest experience last week.
Ever since I’ve been drinking the herbal tonic I’ve mentioned in past posts, I find that I don’t have much of an appetite. I’ve also found that I can really taste the different between bland food and flavorful food and that bland food really, kind of, bothers me whereas previously I didn’t care.
So, last Thursday, I hadn’t eaten all day and I thought of ordering takeout. (Something I hadn’t done so all week…another victory.) I went to the site where I usually order from and looked through the various menus. Just reading about the food made me uncomfortable. It’s like mind my was saying, “This will be good!” but my body was screaming, “NO!”.
It was the first time I had ever felt dread (over knowing most of those food choices was going to make me feel like crap afterward) rather than excitement or pleasure.
Speaking of the tonics, I’ve added a few more herbs. I’m up to six now.
I had been making them with plain store-bought almond milk. When I bought groceries I saw a carton of chocolate almond milk. OMG. I knew it was going to taste so good.
Of course, I didn’t look at the nutritional info until later when I discovered a cup of chocolate almond milk contains 22g of sugar. Ugh.
So, for this week, it’ll be a treat. I know I can easily make my own almond milk. I’ve watched a million videos on how to do it. It’s just that, I did it once, years ago, and hated the taste. I will give it another shot though.
This week’s challenge is to make a decent batch of vegetable soup.
A couple of days ago, I put in a ton of veggies, some quinoa, and some chicken broth in a big pot. And then I left in on the stove to cook for hours. Who knew you could overcook soup? It was a big blob of mush when I ate some.
I also determined I don’t like quinoa.
Today, I’m making a new batch and am going to follow the recipe in this video:
Starting Weight: 372
Current Weight: 366