12 pounds and one tooth down
As the title implies, I've officially lost 12 pounds since beginning this weight-loss journey a few weeks ago. I'm finally beginning to see and feel a difference in my body.
As far as my 100 miles in 30 days challenge, I'm a bit behind.
I took a day off Saturday due to a multitude of errands and working Saturday night. I also took the day off Monday due to a terrible toothache.
The moral of this rabbit-trail of a story is this: if you have a toothache or think you have a toothache, go to the dentist.
Starting around the middle of last week, the teeth on the top left side of my mouth became very sensitive to cold. I thought nothing of that until the sensitivity roared into a throbbing toothache by late Saturday night and Sunday morning.
The pain progressed so much Sunday that I found myself lying in bed most of Sunday night.
A trip to the dentist Monday confirmed a large cavity in one of my molars was causing the pain. Luckily, the dentist was able to fill the tooth without needing a root canal. But, due to the pain before and after the procedure, I had to take Monday off.
I'm trying to not fall into the mental spiral of missing a workout due to circumstances beyond my control or not quite making my calorie goals. Goals and challenges are good, but I don't want to create an unhealthy relationship with food and fitness, a mistake I've made before.
Going to bed hungry
If I've learned anything during this period of intermittent fasting, it's that I would rarely ever let myself go to bed hungry.
And no, I don't mean to say we don't have money for food. I mean, I would eat at the slightest bit of hunger, even if I didn't really need to eat. There's a big difference in being "hungry" (aka - emotional, bored or just dehydrated) and truly needing fuel for your body.
I've learned a lot about the difference during the last two weeks. I've also learned a great deal about my emotional eating habits. I never realized just how much I ate or how often I ate when I didn't need to eat in the past.
(No joke, we've saved money on groceries since we've been cutting out the emotional eating/eating just because American culture says it's time to eat).
With the reduced calorie intake and the increased level of self-control, I feel like my relationship with food is not only healthier for my mind, but healthier for my body.
Running
I tackled 3.5 miles Tuesday and another 5 Wednesday. I'm finally beginning to feel that "itch" under your skin that most competitive runners understand. The itch to run until your legs burn instead of the normal "hey, this uncomfortable" that your average person's brain sends.
I'm feeling so much better and really hopeful for the rest of the challenge.
Until tomorrow
As far as my 100 miles in 30 days challenge, I'm a bit behind.
I took a day off Saturday due to a multitude of errands and working Saturday night. I also took the day off Monday due to a terrible toothache.
The moral of this rabbit-trail of a story is this: if you have a toothache or think you have a toothache, go to the dentist.
Starting around the middle of last week, the teeth on the top left side of my mouth became very sensitive to cold. I thought nothing of that until the sensitivity roared into a throbbing toothache by late Saturday night and Sunday morning.
The pain progressed so much Sunday that I found myself lying in bed most of Sunday night.
A trip to the dentist Monday confirmed a large cavity in one of my molars was causing the pain. Luckily, the dentist was able to fill the tooth without needing a root canal. But, due to the pain before and after the procedure, I had to take Monday off.
I'm trying to not fall into the mental spiral of missing a workout due to circumstances beyond my control or not quite making my calorie goals. Goals and challenges are good, but I don't want to create an unhealthy relationship with food and fitness, a mistake I've made before.
Going to bed hungry
If I've learned anything during this period of intermittent fasting, it's that I would rarely ever let myself go to bed hungry.
And no, I don't mean to say we don't have money for food. I mean, I would eat at the slightest bit of hunger, even if I didn't really need to eat. There's a big difference in being "hungry" (aka - emotional, bored or just dehydrated) and truly needing fuel for your body.
I've learned a lot about the difference during the last two weeks. I've also learned a great deal about my emotional eating habits. I never realized just how much I ate or how often I ate when I didn't need to eat in the past.
(No joke, we've saved money on groceries since we've been cutting out the emotional eating/eating just because American culture says it's time to eat).
With the reduced calorie intake and the increased level of self-control, I feel like my relationship with food is not only healthier for my mind, but healthier for my body.
Running
I tackled 3.5 miles Tuesday and another 5 Wednesday. I'm finally beginning to feel that "itch" under your skin that most competitive runners understand. The itch to run until your legs burn instead of the normal "hey, this uncomfortable" that your average person's brain sends.
I'm feeling so much better and really hopeful for the rest of the challenge.
Until tomorrow
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