Sunday, August 31, 2008
I attempted the new exercises today at around 1:30 p.m. I performed the shoulder press incorrectly. I felt the burn mostly in my triceps, and I also dry-cried a little about half-way through. I thought the ski-jumper exercise would be the easiest to do, but felt quite a strong burn in my triceps. The leg-ups still kill me. Probably the most painful exercise for me at this point. At least I know I'm doing them right. I forgot to do the chest flies, so I did them later at around 8 p.m. Also tried the shoulder press again and was able to do one full set correctly until my shoulders pooped out. Maxed it though.
Later while Emiko was doing her jump-ropes in the alley behind our apartment, I went to the common area balcony of the third floor to check up on her. I noticed my neighbor was sitting there smoking a cigarette. He said he noticed we'd been jumping rope and he wanted to workout with us. Told me he'd buy a jump-rope for himself and teach me how to box. Said it would be good for him as he pointed to his cigarette. It was a friendly gesture; the guy's been trying to buddy up for awhile. Felt a bit weird though, because it seemed like he was peeping on Emiko.
Well that's all for now, G'night.
Saturday, August 30, 2008
The bad news (or bad snooze) is that the first hour of the day is spent in a groggy haze. We shuffle around in the morning going through the motions, weighing our veggies and peeling our eggs, etc. The lack of energy might also be because we are not seeing the results yet, and it's hard to keep feeling excited every day when we can't really imagine our bodies looking any different.
The good news (snooze) is that despite this lack of energy, we know it's important to continue going through the motions, and we are. We've been sticking closely to our diets, struggling through the exercises, and pushing on.
Adrian found this proverb in Buddhism, A Very Short Introduction, the text we are reading for our Buddhist philosophy class:
"Sow an act, reap a habit; sow a habit, reap a character; sow a character, reap a destiny."
We both found this quote to be inspiring, and we hope that it's inspiring for the rest of you as well. Every action we're undertaking right now with this new lifestyle is creating better habits, and will eventually strengthen our characters and not just our bodies.
On that note, we are off to bed for another full night of rest! G'night.
Friday, August 29, 2008
I don't know what to write about tonight, so I am going to make a confession: Going against all of Patrick's encouragement for us to tell everyone we know that we are involved with the PCP, neither Adrian nor I have told a single soul...!
I haven't told any of my friends, coworkers, no one. I haven't even told my mom. Both Adrian and I decided before the Project started that we would tell people after we had reached the half-way mark, so that we would at least have made some progress by the time we had to explain it all. Some of my coworkers have noticed me sneakily weighing out my 100g fruit snacks behind the counter, which has been a little awkward when they're like, "wow, you're actually WEIGHING your fruit?" I think for the most part they think that I'm just hardcore into my diet.
Although I admit I am glad that these first few weeks were PCP'd in secrecy, I know that we are supposed to be supported by the people around us as we go through this journey. I have been so nervous about people who I see regularly going through our blog. It just seems so personal! But I know sharing the experience is going to be positive. So, I have decided that slowly, starting in about a week, I am going to tell people about it. I will start with a few friends and probably my parents, and then all my coworkers at our staff meeting at the beginning of the month.
Wish me luck!
I had beans and buttered toast for breakfast for the second day in a row. It was satisfactory. Also had a somewhat deformed boiled egg. It reminded me of 'Krang' from the Ninja Turtles.
The heat slowly intensified all morning and at around 11 a.m., the apartment had become an oven. It was so hot that it was difficult to move or to care about moving. At some point I stopped using my legs. There was lots of sweating, groaning and whining. It was hot for pretty much the rest of the day, and it was a chore to do chores. At around 3:30, I laid down on the couch and thought about how I didn't want to finish up my work and exercise, and I also wondered what would happen if I got heat stroke, and then I fell asleep.
I woke up an hour later, with a feeling of determination. I finished my work and I did my exercises around 5:30 or 6. By that time, there was a cool breeze outside, and I felt pretty happy, and strong. I nailed my jump ropes for the first time this week, doing sets of 250-300.
It was a pretty good day.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
But as the day wore on, the temperature rose as did the humidity. The ride back felt like the sun was personally attacking me. It was really really hot inside my helmet, and I started to get this coat of sweat everywhere. I also started to get nervous because my mom just had some skin cancer removed from her forehead, and I still keep forgetting to wear sunscreen.
By the time I got home, I could see sweat droplets all on my shins, which is something I have definitely never experienced before ever. It was like wearing leather pants, except sweat. Very hot. I also wiped my forehead the way you do when you are hot, and when I looked at my hand it seemed like I had just dipped it in canola oil. How could I possibly sweat this much?! So I thought, may as well do my exercises!
I went outside behind our building near where the trashcans are and starting jump roping. My first set I did 120 skips, and after that all of my sets were 200 skips or greater! This is by far my best round of jump roping. Near the end, I realized that it's probably because I had been exercising and moving a lot throughout the day already, instead of just starting my work out after eating our huge lunches, which is a painful experience.
The rest of my work out went pretty well. The shoulder exercises kill me though. I am struggling by the 5th rep in the set of 10-12, but somehow made it to the minimum of every set. I am also proud to say that, in response to Patrick's advice to use the last set of an exercise to push to muscle failure, I did 45 sit ups on my last set! I actually could have done more, but I didn't want to be too sore tomorrow and also I had timed the broiling of my turkey patties perfectly to match with the end of my sit-ups (getting more efficient!).
Oh yes, and here are new our diets for Week 3! The diet for Week 2 had us eating a lot of food in order to get our bodies workin' to shoot our metabolisms through the roof. The new diets are a little smaller, but still running on the same, higher metabolism. Hopefully soon we'll see the results and the fat melts off.
I consulted the PCP binder (yes, we have a PCP binder) and put the differences between old and new diets in parentheses cos even I never quite memorized the grams.
Breakfast 100g carb 100g veg 1egg 150ml yogurt (50g less carbs)
Morning snack 100g fruit
Lunch 100g carb 150g veg 200g meat
Afternoon tea 100g fruit
Dinner 2egg white 1apple 1banana 150ml milk (1 more egg white, 50g less meat, 150g less veggies)
Breakfast 100g carb 100g veg 1egg 150ml yogurt (50g less veggies)
Morning snack 100g fruit
Lunch 100g carb 150 meat 150g veg (50g less meat)
Afternoon tea 100g fruit
Dinner 2egg white 1apple 1 banana 150ml milk (added 1 egg white)
I was never a fan of the "smoothie" option for my dinner due to a very very nasty thick shake I made of the first day of our last diet. But Adrian and I did to make banana ice cream tonight, although it didn't quite come out as planned. We froze two bananas overnight, and then chopped them up and blended them with our nightly 150ml of milk. It turned out more like a banana milkshake, although added ice helped a little. Something interesting to try, for sure.
Not much else to say today. Sorry that this post was a little random. Hope you all have (had) a good night!
Quote of the Day
Adrian: "I hope this reduced diet reduces my gas."
"...when we are busy time goes really fast in the moment, but in retrospect seems to have been forever. And when we have little to do in the moment time seems to drag but in retrospect went very fast. "
That's definitely been true for me. Working from home gives me a lot of time to do whatever I please, and usually, it doesn't amount to much activity. Prior to PCP, there was lots of reading involved. And walking, lots of walking. Walking to book stores and more reading. I've gone for a couple weeks without knowing what day it was. Maybe this is what the Zen masters were alluding to when they spoke of "no mind".
Probably not. But speaking of Zen, I came across a really interesting quote in a book I was reading today:
"To observe the regulations and keep to the rules is tying oneself without a rope. To act freely and unrestrainedly just as one wishes is to do what heretics and demons would do."
The quote goes on quite a bit, but those first two lines I find particularly relevant now in terms of how we've all been thinking about time and structure.
Our relationships with others are very intimately and almost exclusively related to our schedules. There are the people we socialize with when we have to be at work, and people we talk to when we're at school. There are friends that we see on the weekends, that we meet for dinner, and that we see only on birthdays. There are our parents, who we may see very little of. The person you live with you might see even less of. These social rules are incredibly powerful, and they define all of our relationships. There's seemingly very little room left for choice.
But these schedules, these routines, we have to keep them, how else would we live? At the same time, this is the invisible rope which binds us together, or keeps us separate from one another.
The second sentence of the quote is about separation. And I feel like it very much applies to a person like me. I have felt like a 'heretic' and an outcast many times in life (very strongly during high school). I was always very opposed to going with the flow. But going against the flow for too long may result in much suffering and eventually drowning. Without routine or schedule, our relationships become severed. When no one cares about you, its easy not to care about yourself.
So tell me, what is the right way?
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Here is a trailer for the movie, to give you some idea:
Espe Brown is a really funny and quirky guy, and all of his moods are represented in the film, as well as how all those different moods and changes affect the kitchen he is working in. As you can see in the trailer, one moment he will be mindfully slicing tomatoes in utmost calmness, and the next moment he'll be stabbing a package of pepperjack cheese which he deems "inpenetrable."
"When you're cooking, you're not just cooking. You're not just working on food. You're also working on yourself, you're working on other people." This quote from Shunryu Suzuki Roshi, Espe Brown's teacher, really makes sense to me especially in the context of the Peak Condition Project. Like Adrian and I have both written about recently, the way that we treat our food and treat our meals is directly related to how we are treating each other.
The documentary focused on engaging with food. Espe Brown mentions a lot the writings of Master Dogen, who spoke to the necessity of treating food as if it were as precious as your eyesight. To really pay attention to our food, and to recognize the importance of it. You are connecting with the tomato just as much as the tomato is connecting with you, and somehow you and the tomato mesh into just experiencing. A baker in the film said, "I'm trying to stay with the dough, pay attention to what the dough is telling me...and every dough responds differently." Later he said, "People ask 'How are you doing?' And I say, 'I'm baking'."
I've been thinking a lot lately about this new way of life that we PCP'ers have been living, and I wonder if when it is all over, I'll just revert to my old ways. I remember when I was younger seeing issues of the National Enquirer about how Luther Vandross had lost 200 lbs only to gain 400 a couple months later. Will it be the same way with me?
Emiko and I quite often talk about the kinds of foods we want to indulge in, and I imagine us hitting up our old haunts and just going back to being lazy and inactive. It seems all too easy for us to go down that same route.
However, I feel like I'm learning things about how to live right now that will stay with me forever. Prior to this project, I was just sort of ignorant about what I put into my body and how I used it. I mean, even things as simple as jump-rope techniques, which Amy so kindly posted for us, are things that I wouldn't normally think about. I've always been somewhat physically awkward, and mostly ignorant about why. These days though, I am more able to feel when and how I am using my body improperly.
For example, today in drawing class, the teacher gave us a concentration exercise. We were instructed to take a sheet of sketchbook paper and to fold it into 4 boxes. In the first box, we were to draw a spiral as tightly as possible and with one continuous line, until the spiral filled up the entire square. During this exercise, I consistently found myself tightening up, hunching my posture, gripping my pen too tightly, and holding my breath and becoming frustrated. Normally, a person can go on for hours like that without noticing what they are doing.
It's easy to be carried on a wave of subconscious activity. But the PCP has really forced me to look at many aspects of my life simultaneously - How I deal with stress and pressure, how I physically exert myself, how and what I eat, the feelings of frustration and irritation that I am sometimes prone to, everything... And I'm grateful for it.
I hope everyone is well.
It's a hot and sleepy day...
The best part is that the beans, salsa and rice were all LEFTOVERS and it still tasted great, or "protein-licious" as Adrian called it. :) Just threw some cottage cheese and toasty pita chips on top of the leftovers and we had nachos! Definitely adding some more salsa next time. Yum!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Today in Patrick's daily email, he wrote that right now we might be experiencing this crappy stage in our progress that's kind of like a rotten, marshy no-man's land between having to struggle through all these changes and when we will actually start to see results. The point was basically to not let it get to us, and to just keep marching on.
But I have to tell you, I feel F-ing marvelous.
Tonight as I walked away from the printmaking studio, holding a giant, juicy, crunchy Pink Lady apple in my hand, I could not help but feel my body literally glowing with glee and energy. I know a lot of my happiness is connected to really getting into making art again, but that's just not all there is to it.
During the three hours of class, all I did tonight was cut, bevel, file-down, sand, and polish a single 5"x6" zinc plate (in preparation for etching a design into the plate on Thursday). That's it. We didn't work on our designs or draw at all, but the whole time I felt engaged and really satisfied.
While sanding my plate down -- which believe me takes a looooooonnnnggggg time to complete -- I could feel my muscles moving around and I could sense their new strength for sure. It was wonderful. Even as they struggled, I enjoyed just feeling the connection between my exercise and my real life. Of course a lot of the other students in the class hated the struggle, and gave up half way through and went home. But I guess giving up is just not something I've allowed myself to do lately.
Right after class was the best part though. The combo of the slight burn in my right arm from all of that work and the replenishing goodness of my apple was incredibly invigorating. It is such a change to experience my body responding to the food that I am eating the exact moment it is happening.
That apple was so pure and nourishing. Food is amazing. My body is amazing. How did nature come up with all of this stuff? It has become apparent that my body is coming into an equilibrium, and my energy and concentration and happiness are directly, positively affected.
I just ate two egg whites in a row and it was so great. I can't even tell you. Feeling this good inside, I know what I am doing (and all of us on the PCP are doing) is right. I am so stoked on life. I am living! And alive! Alive and living and I LOVE IT!
It reminds me of something Adrian said to me recently: "If you are excited about your life, you won't even want to go to sleep at night. But you know you should, so you sleep. But that excitement is what keeps you from snoozing the alarm in the morning and instead gets you jumping out of bed."
Well, I don't want to sleep! I want to stay up all night and draw and dance and draw some more! But we all know what Patrick said yesterday, so buffy sleep it is. :0)
Originally, I was going to write about how Emiko and I bought 13 lbs of turkey this morning, but that's the end of the story.
I guess I'll mention Patrick's email. Every day, Patrick sends us an email with background information on what we're doing - like how to perform certain exercises, why jump-rope isn't just for kids, different ways to use a carrot, and things of that sort. Emiko, Tim, Amy, Nate and I are the privileged few who get to read these letters, and in a way makes me feel important, like Inspector Gadget, reading my top-secret assignment every day.
I wonder what it would be like to have a machine that lifted me up and down and jump-roped for me, while brushing my teeth and boiling eggs.
Anyway, this is from Patrick's email:
"In these tough times, become a mule (or a bulldog if you prefer). Keep your head down and just keep moving. Don't question why or look too far into the future."
I'm definitely feeling that statement. On my good days I'm a mule, and on my bad ones I'm an ass. I've been plowing through my exercises, cooking and washing dishes like a mad man. But sometimes when things aren't going according to plan, I get stressed. The PCP has brought out the control freak in me, and dealing with that side of myself right now is another project.
Monday, August 25, 2008
Why? Well, only by allowing our bodies ample time to rest and recover, do we build our strength. He explained that our muscles literally cannot become strong unless we rest well. And now it is required as a part of the PCP!
This one was a shocker, because with all of the work that goes into our new diet and lifestyle changes, getting up early is a necessity (and Adrian and I were already getting up at 5:30am every day pre-PCP). There is a lot of prep work to make sure each meal runs smoothly, and for Adrian and I (and I'm sure the other PCPers alongside us) the morning is when that happens most. The PCP is a huge presence in our lives and has really changed how we spend and interact with our day.
I feel like I don't really even have time to sleep! Our schedules are already so full: Get up, eat, go to school, eat, cook, eat, exercise, go to work, eat, do homework, EAT EAT and....well, after all that hard work, the length and quality of my sleep at night is sort of an after-thought. I mean, look at me right now! I'm blogging after coming home from work (my night shift gets me home around 11pm) instead of getting the rest I need. I am reminded that the time during the day is not to be wasted. Even those little moments where I let myself be lazy for five minutes, by doing so I am escaping my responsibilities.
This is on my mind especially because tomorrow is a very busy one, and I know I need to be very present in order to get things done well. Adrian and I actually had to sit down and plan every part of the day, because there is just that much to do.
Well, I had better go get my beauty sleep (now known as BUFF SLEEP!), and gather my strength for tomorrow!
Sunday, August 24, 2008
Saturday, August 23, 2008
After Emiko did about 300 jumps our downstairs neighbor (we live on the top floor) came and knocked on our door and asked what all the "jumpin' around" was about, and to stop it whatever the reason. Emiko apologized guiltily and told him that we had been working out. "Well, go to a gym!" he said. "I'll give you free passes to my gym." Man, he really wanted the noise to stop! Emiko thanked him, politely declined his passes, and decided to stop the jump-roping there at a sad 300. So, next challenge: find a semi-secluded place to do jump-roping somewhere in Oakland!
We have been given two new exercise routines for Week 2. They are called Workout 1 & Workout 2. We alternate between the two workouts each day, and we are also allowed one day of the week as a "rest," where we do just jump-rope. So, without further ado, our exercise accomplishments for Workout 1:
Week 2, Workout 1:
Incline pull-ups 4x5-8
side shoulder flys 4x10-12
Squats 3x15 (He actually completely forgot to do these, and only remembered when he saw Emiko doing them. "Oh shit, we have to do squats?"?)
Incline pull-ups 4x8
Bicep Curls 3x10
Side Shoulder Fly 10/10/6/9.5
Sit-ups 15/20/15/15 (we both did an extra 5 reps without even telling each other...weird, huh?)
Incline pull-ups 4x8
Side Shoulder fly 5/9/5/5
A bowl of quick-rolled oats w/almond slices, a sprinkle of cinnamon & milk (tasted like paste with almond slices)
A plate of steamed broccoli and cauliflower
1 hard boiled egg each
Morning snack :
Shared a red pear
Tuna salad w/shredded lettuce & red cabbage, onions, green onions, tomatoes, cilantro, low-fat dressing, pepper, a dash of apple cider vinegar (so much tuna...)
Baked whole wheat pita chips w/salsa from yesterday
Another shared pear
Salad with shredded lettuce & red cabbage, tomatoes & ham (running out of ideas...)
Green/Chai tea, egg white w/pepper
Sliced bananas in milk
Throat Coat tea
2 egg whites w/ pepper
Some recent and scary news: two of my coworkers were held up at gun point last night while they were beginning to close up the cafe. Two men strolled in right at closing time, told them and the two remaining customers to get into the back room and cough up their money and the money from the register. Pretty frightening, but I talked to one of those two ladies who were working last night, and she said that it was not as bad as it could have been. But that's because they are brave and somehow kept their cool (and suspected the gun might have been fake, but didn't want to risk it). It still freaks me out! Here's the article if you're interested.
Adrian & Emiko
Quote of the Day:
Emiko (after hearing a noise outside at 10:02pm): "oh my god, why is someone using a staple gun right now?!"
Adrian: "Maybe they're stapling their butt-cheeks together."
Friday, August 22, 2008
Thursday, August 21, 2008
Our new diets, starting tomorrow:
Breakfast 150g carb 100g veg 1 egg 150ml yogurt
Morning snack 100g fruit
Lunch 100g carb 200g meat 150g veg
Afternoon snack 100g fruit
Dinner 50g meat 150g veg 100g fruit
Night tea 1 banana 1egg white 150ml milk
Breakfast 100g carb 150g veg 1egg 150ml yogurt
Morning snack 100g fruit
Lunch 100g carb 200g meat 150g veg
Afternoon snack 100g fruit
Dinner 1 banana 1 apple 1egg white 150ml milk (blended together in a smoothie if you like)
Night tea 1 egg white
We haven't thought too hard about what we're going to eat yet, but Emiko is planning to eat soba noodles as a carb source. Adrian said it was disgusting to eat noodles just by themselves. He said it would be like eating worms. But that is because he is silly.
For our last meal, we ordered Japanese takeout. We split a plate of chicken teriyaki and 8 pieces of avocado roll.
It's pretty amazing how we used to be able to eat separate plates of chicken teriyaki and rice, along with 2 orders of avocado rolls. Now just half of one order fills us up. We didn't eat the noodles because they tasted like they had barbecue sauce on them. Also, the chicken was undercooked, so we didn't eat all of it. So don't get angry about the tasty looking food, it wasn't all that great. It was tasty though. The food put Adrian to sleep, so we'll just wrap up with a few Last Supper moments:
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
The greatest gift that the PCP has given me is an awareness of what I am putting in my body. When I feel hungry, my reaction is different now than it used to be. I actually think things through, instead of just grabbing and making what seems satisfying at the time. I ask myself, How hungry am I, really? And how is this going to make me feel if I do eat it? What is half of my normal portion of this food?!? I can see how addicted I am to food, and this focused awareness really helps me to catch and break my old habits and attachments.
Something about either exercising daily or eating so much less—or maybe both—has brought me into the present a bit more. I feel clearer, more aware of my present experience, and less forgetful. I was starting to notice this on my own, and the Adrian told me he was noticing it too. So cool! I seem to have become exponentially forgetful in the recent past, so it feels really good to find this improvement as a bonus to an already amazing experience.
Today marks exactly one month until my 20th birthday. It's pretty exciting knowing that after just a single month I am going to be looking, feeling, and eating so much healthier than I probably ever have in the last 10 years. And just a couple months after that, I will look the best of my entire life!
I am also excited (and nervous) to start the "PCP Proper" with new, strict, weighed-out diets. Patrick will be sending us our individual diet plans on Friday. Is Week 1 really almost over?! Adrian and I are still undecided about what to eat for our Last Supper. I hope we don't cross the line just because it's our last un-weighed meal!
In other news, school started up again today, and I am pretty excited. I am taking a bunch of art classes and can't wait to get going!
Tuesday, August 19, 2008
Complacency takes many forms. And it is often invisible to those who suffer from it. Essentially, it is putting your life on autopilot. When this happens, you lose the ability to attend to and appreciate your life. Eating poorly because it is easy to is one form of complacency, but so is believing that a daily exercise, diet and meditation regimen is going to make your life better. You really have to be there for it every minute of every day.
A week before the PCP began, I asked a question on a Buddhist message board regarding complacency. To sum up, I asked if it were possible to break old habits without replacing them with new habits. One of the answers I was given was basically that 'some habits are better than others'.
I am reminded now that the point of this whole project is not to have a beautiful physique (although that is a nice benefit). The habit of paying attention to our body's needs is just the beginning. To be in peak condition is to be in a deep state of appreciation for your life. And it is my aspiration that during these 90 days with all of you, I can deepen this understanding and come to be more consistently aware of what it means to care for myself - when it is difficult, and especially when it is easy.
Monday, August 18, 2008
I've always been the type to push myself to the limit physically, to see what my body is capable of. I see now how counter productive that is. I've gone through phases with my meditation practice like that too - sitting for hours a day, and then kicking myself whenever my concentration flagged (and it's very difficult to kick oneself while seated in the cross legged position).
Honestly though, I've gone through many things in life in that fashion - pushing myself strenuously towards my goals and ideals, and then being disappointed whenever falling short. I've also waded in the nihilistic end of the swimming pool. I guess that's how I came to the middle way of Buddhist practice. How I've been working with my body during these first few days of the PCP, dealing with my food cravings and hearing the words of my fellow PCPers has been a good reminder of moderation.
Sunday, August 17, 2008
We got up early this morning and did an hour of zazen, and then completed our daily exercises. Emiko was really sore and couldn't do nearly as many jumps as yesterday, but both of us got through the routine fine.
After exercising, we went to San Francisco and ate at our favorite Indian restaurant - Tasty Curry. We both ordered Chicken Tikka Masala and shared a plate of plain basmati rice. It was hard not to eat more than half of what we usually eat, or to even make that judgement. We also got this weird naan that looked and tasted like a large, flat cookie. It was called Tasty Naan and had butter, raisins, anise seeds and some sort of candied nuts that were dyed neon green and neon yellow. Didn't eat very much of this because it was too sweet, and not too "Tasty".
We then went to Adrian's parents house, and did our laundry. After loading up the wash, we went to the nearby sporting goods store and bought the resistance bands and push up bars. Then it was off to Target to buy the kitchen and bath scales and blender. We ended up returning the blender later because Adrian's mom had a spare which she gave us.
Back at the house, we played around with the exercise equipment Patrick suggested we all buy. We both found the push-up bars made doing push-ups much more difficult. Watched the Olympics for a bit while folding laundry. Adrian decided to become a marathon runner, then changed mind and decided to become a marathon cyclist.
Later went out to dinner with Adrian's folks at Fresh Choice. Didn't eat too much, mostly because the food was pretty lame tonight. Emiko ate frozen yogurt under the table to hide it from the hawk-eyed manager who told us not to go back for seconds.
Drove back home to Oakland, and tested out the weight scale. Emiko weighs 129lbs (about 3lbs less than last month's doctor visit) and Adrian is at 139. We can literally see our double-chins melting away!
Good night everybody, thanks for bearing with us bed-bugs.
Adrian & Emiko
Quote of the Day:
Adrian: "Zebracorns* are so... fantastical." (*Hybrid of Zebras and Unicorns)
Saturday, August 16, 2008
I was actually pretty tuckered out by the time a got to work (around 2:30pm), because during my workout today I pushed myself harder/was much more sore than yesterday. I did a full 1,005 jump-ropes! The sad part about all those jumps was that I accidentally hit my cat Gus with the rope...I felt SO BAD. I guess he was scared of the rope and tried to flee the room, but got too close on his way out. He wouldn't let me get near him after that until Adrian started doing his jump-ropes, and Gus decided I had become less of an enemy and more of a protective shield that scratches his head in nice ways.
Squats were hard, because I was trying to do them slow to get the full benefit of them, with already sore calves. But I finished them eventually, and never cheated :)
Had my first milky drink in a while (foamy steamed soy milk with a drizzle of almond syrup...yummers), but it was only around 7oz so I don't think I've committed too big a crime.
I can't think of anymore because I'm so tired, so I'm gonna head to bed. Love to everyone who is following and supporting Adrian and I, thank you so much!
We ended up skipping the lecture at the Berkeley Zen Center today. I ended up playing around with our new laptop instead. I created a last.fm account and I spent pretty much the entire morning fooling around on it. I guess I finally jumped that bandwagon.
Anyway, back to the workout. The jump rope part of it was a bit easier today. I did 350 jumps for my first set, then I took a short break to heave and gasp for a minute. Then over the next 5 sets I did 350 more. Oh yeah, and those stomach cramps are a nice bonus.
Jump rope: 350/91/78/122/56/203
Roll up like a newspaper: 15/15/15/15
For breakfast this morning, Emiko and I split a bowl of cereal and a banana again. I had a cup of earl grey/green tea and some water. Around 10:30 Emiko made a delicious salad with mixed greens, onions, red bell peppers, corn, cherry tomatoes and a red wine vinaigrette. After that I had a singular date. I wonder how well I would eat if I were doing this alone. I've caught myself fantasizing a lot about oily pizzas, gyros, falafels, sushi, fried chicken and paneer tikka masala. Did anyone else just salivate? Actually it hasn't been all that bad. I'm definitely playing the mental game with myself right now though. How's everyone else getting on?
Quote of the day:
Emiko: "I wish cats didn't poop. It would be so much better if they didn't."
Friday, August 15, 2008
Thursday, August 14, 2008
My name is Emiko, the second-half of the Adrian and Emiko team. We are the first couple to be doing the PCP together (at least officially), and I am excited to see how our support for each other will affect our next 90 days.
I am 19 years old, just over a month shy of 20. A lot of my interest in making a major lifestyle change came from Adrian noticing (and me noticing, although partially ignoring) how sluggish, lazy and fatigued I have become. Being a full-time student as well as a part-time cafe worker, I blamed my condition on time commitments, stress and a lack of sleep from school and work. But as time went on, it became clear that I couldn't keep blaming outside sources for a problem centered in this young, once-energized body.
I used to do gymnastics as a kid and played soccer and volleyball constantly until I was 13, but ever since I started high school I kind of spiraled downwards. Between the normal weight-gain at that age and the fact that I went to a weird art school with no PE classes or sports teams (I'm serious!), it was very easy to lose my muscle. I have been in the same shape, and almost exactly the same weight ever since. But the complete lack of energy only emerged in the last year or so. I have a feeling that this has a lot to do with:
1. Getting my first car, which meant a lot less walking than I did when I relied on public transit (and also helped me forget how much I love walking).
2. Moving into an apartment, and realizing I wasn't a very good cook. So Adrian and I ate out. A lot.
3. Working at cafes, where I could munch on yum-yums and sip on milky things for the entire duration of each of my 8-hour shifts.
In the past few weeks, Adrian and I have moved towards eating better and exercising regularly, and let me tell you something about vegetables...what the Project says is true! Eating vegetables all throughout the day, and especially in the morning immediately packed more energy into a single day for me than I would have had in a few days combined. I can't wait to feel that energy escalate as we start the PCP.
Well, I think that I have gone on long enough. I can't wait to begin, and to experience this journey alongside Adrian, Nate, Tim and Amy!