Let’s Get Physical 

I know they say that abs are made in the kitchen and I’ve heard percentages like 80% of weight loss is in what you eat, but I think staying active, at least for me, is just as important as the food I put into my body. I don’t have any scientific proof of that, but if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years it’s that not everything works the same for everybody (or every body!). While obviously I’m keeping an eye on my caloric intake (see yesterday below!) I’m also putting a huge emphasis on my daily activity. Like I mentioned yesterday my goal is to be physically active at least 4 times a week. Prior to this (at least for the last several months) I’ve been pretty good about going to Orangetheory Fitness (which I’ll talk about in a later post probably) but two times a week just wasn’t cutting it. I thought today, I’d show you a few apps I downloaded to help me with staying active and my plan going forward. Some I’ve used before, most I haven’t, so I’m excited to try these new options to keep things interesting.

1. Biketown: Just last week, the City of Portland and Nike introduced a new bike sharing program called Biketown. This is one I haven’t used yet but I’m really excited to rent my first bike and go for a ride! I don’t see this as being something I get great cardio doing, but a nice 30 minute ride along the waterfront every now and then sounds just fine with me!

2. Running for Weight Loss: I downloaded this ages ago and have never used it! I don’t mind running like some people do. As a matter of fact, sometimes I even enjoy it! I imagine this is similar to the Couch to 5K program (which I’ve completed in the past) so I’m eager to see how this is different and if it’s something that will work for me. I’ll keep you posted!

3. NTC: NTC stands for Nike Training Club. I have several friends who work at Nike (one who even helped market and launch this app!) and they all rave about it. I haven’t used it yet, but it looks like a lot of weight training with some cardio mixed in. Weight training is something I’ve never been good at, but from what I’ve read helps boost your metabolism the most.

4. My Fitness Pal: While this isn’t an app to use while working out, I think this app will be used more than any of the others. I plan on tracking my food here as well as my workouts. If you’re so inclined, my user name is kellielynndavis. I’d love to connect and keep each other accountable if that’s something you’re into!

5. OT Beat: These last two are part of a studio I got to called Orangetheory. It is 60 minutes of high intensity circuit training. This app in particular is one that works with my heart rate monitor I got through OT. I really like it because I can use for any workout I do, even if it’s not at Orangetheory. For instance, I used it yesterday on my lunchtime walk! I’ll use this to keep track of calories burned during my workouts so it will definitely come in handy.

6. Orangetheory: This is really only used to book my classes at the studio, but I thought I’d throw it in as it’s definitely a fitness app I use regularly. I’ve been going to these classes for a few months now, and while I haven’t seen any results on the scale, I can definitely tell I’m getting stronger. I’m hoping with my commitment to healthy eating and mixing in a few different workouts throughout the week, I’ll be able to say soon that the scale reflects how I feel!

As far as apps go, that’s it for now! I also really enjoy yoga and have a great yoga dvd that kicks my ass for an hour so that will become part of my routine again. Also, a couple of friends at work and I were really dedicated to Cize (which is a Beachbody program) that was SO fun and right up my alley, so hopefully we can get some dancing time in as well.

I think the main thing I’m trying to avoid with all these options is boredom. I figure if I have some exciting new things to try, I’ll keep motivated to move!

So for all of you out there, what’s your favorite way to get those activity points in? Do you agree that physical activity is just as important as the food you put into your body? Obviously, I think it’s a combination of both, but I don’t think we should downplay the importance of getting a good sweat on!

Ok you beautiful people! Until tomorrow!

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Check-In: Day 1

I want to start this off by saying that the responses I got to yesterday’s postwere overwhelming. The texts and emails I received from friends and family were exactly what I needed to get this thing started off right. So, to all of you who sent a quick note of encouragement or committed to join me in this journey, THANK YOU!

This will sort of be the daily check-in format. I’ll tell you what I ate along with the calories consumed as well as my workouts and calories burned. I might have some other clever anecdotes or reviews of an app I recently tried. As a matter of fact, I have an ENTIRELY SEPARATE POST planned for today just about that! I won’t post twice all the time, but the app and activity post turned out to be way longer than I thought, so I wanted to break it up in easier to digest, bite-sized pieces. 
So! On to the daily diary!

As you’ll see in the post later, I’m using My Fitness Pal to track my food as well as activity. My user name is kellielynndavis if you’re interested in joining me there as well! To be honest, I didn’t plan on starting this whole big thing yesterday. As a matter of fact, we had such a crazy weekend that we didn’t even have the chance to go to the grocery store, so snacks and dinner weren’t quite what I would have planned but I did the best I could with what I had. So here we go:

Breakfast (354 cals)

Note: I had breakfast before I really committed to starting this thing here, so I had things (like butter) that I probably would skip otherwise. No excuses, I’m not planning on being perfect and I’m gonna eat butter but just sorta filling you in.

  • Daves Killer Bread (DKB from here on out) 21 Grain Thin Sliced Bread, 1 slice (60 cals)
  • Butter, 1 tablespoon (102 cals)
  • Large Egg, 1 (80 cals)
  • Coffee, 1 cup (2 cals)
  • Half & Half, 4 teaspoons (80 cals)
  • Natural Cane Turbinado Sugar, 2 teaspoons (30 cals)

Morning Snack (323 cals)

  • Peanut Butter, 1.5 oz (253 cals)
  • Celery, 1 cup (16 cals)
  • Coffee, 2 cups (4 cals)
  • Coffee Creamer, 2 teaspoons (20 cals)
  • Natural Cane Turbinado Sugar, 2 teaspoons (30 cals)

Lunch (100 cals)

Note: While I am not going back on Medifast (that’s another post for another day), you’ll see me having one of their meals from time to time as the food is too damn expensive to waste. They’re also pretty convenient for when I forgot my lunch (like yesterday) or have an off-site meeting, so you know, there’s that.

  • Medifast Chocolate Shake, 1 (100 cals) 

Afternoon Snack (85 cals)

  • Wasabi Almonds, .5 oz (85 cals)

Dinner (348 cals)

Note: We had leftovers which were baby back ribs. Those will be something to eat in moderation going forward, but it’s what we had and I did the best I could.

  • Baby Back Ribs, 2 ribs (238 cals)
  • Homestyle Baked Beans, ¼ cup (70 cals)
  • Green beans roasted in EVOO (40 cals)

Activity (1,029 cals)

Note: While I rarely work out twice a day, I did yesterday. I was so tired at work I just needed to get out and move so I took a walk on my lunch break.

  • Walking, moderate pace, 61 minutes (406 cals)

  • Orangetheory, 56 minutes (623 cals)

    SO! My total caloric counts for the day:

    1,210 consumed

    1,029 burned

    Honestly I’m not sure what my daily goal should be as far as calories in goes. MFP says 1,460 but that seems a little high. I think I’m just going to pay attention to my body and do what feels good. I know that slow and steady wins this race, so I’m not looking to drop 10 pounds a week or anything. It will be a balancing act between what I consume and what I burn. We’ll just have to see.

    ALSO! I should note that I don’t believe in “cheating”. Let me explain because that may come across the wrong way at first. I plan on eating whatever I want. Like, whatever.I.want. I’ve found that depriving myself of stuff might work for the short term, but I go off the deep end eventually which is how I got myself back into the situation I’m currently in. So, my opinion is as long as I track it and can make up for it in exercise, it’s fair game. This works best for me and my lifestyle, but you’ll have to find what works for you. Eating (and let’s be honest, drinking) brings me great pleasure. It’s something my boyfriend and I have in common and can share with each other and I’m not willing to give that up. This means when we go have pizza I may have 1 slice and supplement the rest with a giant salad, but mark my words: I’m eating the damn pizza. And I might just have a beer with it too! 😉

    Anyway, this is getting long enough for today. Check back later for my new app acquirements and I’ll check in again tomorrow with my daily diary.

    Love you all!

    Starting Over

    Well hello there lovely internet. It’s been a while! How about we get reaquainted, shall we? Ok then!

    I don’t think I’m going to bore you all by recapping the last three years or so since I’ve come to this space to share with you, so I’ll just jump right into it! I’m starting blogging again for one specific reason: to chronicle my never ending battle with my weight.

    I think it’s pretty serendipitous that the last thing I posted was about this very same subject, but boy was I in a different space then than I am now.

    Four years ago, I lost 80 pounds with a combination of Weight Watchers and Medifast. I was at my lowest weight I’d been in as long as I could remember. I was HAPPY!

    Fast forward to today and I’ve gained 50 pounds back. That’s a lot. That’s a whole lot. And initially I thought my reaction would be sadness and defeat and while there’s certainly a little bit of both of those things, I really am more determined than anything. It’s been a great three years of handmade pasta, weekends in Boston, pizza and beer, wine, and a LOT more, but I’ve shared all of that with the man I love and I’m not sure I’d take any of it back. I mean sure, I would love to be where I was three years ago weight-wise, but the last three years of my life I’ve lived fully and spontaneously, and you know what, sometimes that’s all you can ask for.

    That being said, I’m really ready to be healthy again. My brother is getting married in a little less than 11 months and I want to be confident standing up there, not feeling self consciencious. And honestly, I’m not doing this just for the wedding. It’s a good excuse, for sure, but more than anything I’m ready to feel happy with myself again.

    I’ve decided, even though it scares the hell out of me, to make these posts public. I’m not sure anyone even reads here anymore, which is fine because this is really for me, but if my experiences can help or encourage someone else then maybe, just maybe, this was all worth it.

    I’m sure I’ll talk lots about my journey and what brought me to this point but I plan on doing the following here:

    1. Keeping track of what I eat. I think to start I’m going to try keeping track of my calories. I’d like to say I’m going to do this daily, and at first I’m sure I’ll be ok, but let’s be honest; that’s not a realistic goal. BUT, I do promise to do it more often than not.
    2. Keep track of my weight, no matter what. Weekly (let’s do Monday’s shall we?) I’ll post my progress, even if it goes up. There are definitely weeks where that will happen but if I DON’T post it, then the slippery slope slowly begins. You all know what I mean.
    3. Keep track of my workouts. My goal is to get activity in a minimum of four times a week. I’ll be posting what I did, the duration, and calories burned.
    4. Progress photos! I’m not sure if I should do this weekly or monthly. I think I’m leaning towards weekly as it will be fun to see the progress later on down the road. I guess we’ll just see what I’m in the mood for.

    I’m sure there will be more like recipes and little motivations, but those 4 things are the keys I’d like to stick to.

    So, here we go! My “before” photo. Super awesome work bathroom selfie, huh? 🙂

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    So who’s with me? If you’re reading here I’d love to know. Any encouragement we can give to each other will go such a long way in making this work. I’ve struggled with this all my life and I can tell you it’s easier when you have a tribe of like-minded people doing the same damn thing. Time to fist bump and kick this day right in the ass!

     

     

    Real Talk

    Umm.. so I know I’ve never talked about this on here before. It’s been a very conscientious decision because.. well.. it’s terribly personal to me. But as with every major life change, accountability is key and talking things out helps tremendously. I know this from past experience. So here it is: I’m trying to lose weight. Whew! What a huge revelation! A weight has been lifted! I kid, I kid. But in all seriousness this is a huge part of me and has been for as long as I can remember. As I’m sure all of you can relate, the holidays were NOT good to the waistline. They were great in every other aspect: family, friends, gifts, giving, relaxation, and the food.. can we just take a moment to remember all that delicious holiday food? Ok, the moment is over, the holidays are over, and so is the time where I get to eat everything that gets put in front of me. In an effort to become more accountable, I think I’m going to write about this journey here if you all don’t mind. Who knows.. maybe I can help someone else who is going through the same struggles I am. That’d be pretty great, I guess. So, today is my first day back on plan and I checked in with my coach this morning. I think I’ll just re-post the email for now.. Maybe I’ll delve more into it later.

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    Hi Susie,

    First off, I want to thank you for the email and voice message of encouragement. Honestly, the holidays were very hard for me (as I’m sure you gathered by my lack of response). I wasn’t on plan really at all and honestly, after the four weeks between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I couldn’t believe how much what I ate affected my body. I mean, I know what good food does and how it makes you feel. Of course I know. Perhaps I just forgot? Maybe I just was enjoying my time not thinking about everything that went in my mouth and just having quality time with family? Maybe I just wanted to take the holidays and not stress about weight? I don’t know. What I DO know, is that if I’m not in the mind frame of wanting to actively lose weight, it’s never gonna happen. And I’m just going to frustrate myself trying. Weight loss takes tremendous willpower and sometimes, sadly, I just don’t have that. I came to a point, just before Christmas where I was very frustrated with myself and how I’d let myself slowly creep back into old habits. Over the holidays I only gained 8 pounds but it’s mind-blowing how 8 pounds feels on a body. I was starting to not like the way my clothes fit like they did before. I didn’t like the way I was looking in the mirror like I had just 4 weeks before. I was having occasional heart burn and not sleeping as well. Not only that, but I was very stressed emotionally about the weight gain. Every time I get to a milestone (usually the 10 pound mark) I tell myself ‘I’ll never weigh that again’. Well, over the holidays I got back up over one of those milestones and sort of broke down. It scared me to see that number. Actually, on one hand it scared me. On the other hand, I was relieved that I was having the feelings of anxiety that I was. I know that sounds weird, but my biggest fear from loosing so much weight is allowing myself to gain it back. It’s happened to me before and it’s happened to countless people I know and love. So the fact that I was scared after gaining 8 pounds made me realize that no matter if I gain a few pounds during the holidays, I’m never letting myself get back to where I was three years ago. I am a different person now. I’m happy! I like myself and who I’ve become. Not only with the weight loss, but also as a friend, daughter, sister, girlfriend, and co-worker. I’m sweeter. I love more. I work harder and have more energy. All these are things that I refuse to give up.

    So, to make a short story long (!), as of today I am fully back on plan. I woke up excited to start. I remember feeling this way before I started the first time and it’s invigorating to take matters back into my own hands. This is the year I’m going to meet my goal! I have tremendous support around me (mom and dad, you, my friends, my boyfriend) and I know I will succeed. I also am trying to remember those 8 pounds. If gaining 8 pounds can make my body react that poorly, think of what losing 8 pounds will feel like! I also need to remember where I started. Three years ago today (WOW!) I was 78 pounds heavier than I am now. Sure there have been some peaks and valleys, but I’ve kept that weight off for THREE YEARS!! That’s longer than ever before. Anyway, I greatly appreciate your love and support. You are so good at giving me space when I need it, but just when I feel a little out of control, I’ll get an email or call from you and it reminds me how many people are here to help me.

    I hope you had a wonderful Christmas season. Thanks again, Susie, for being you.

    School is Back in Session!

    So apparently I take teachers hours when it comes to blogging. Can we say summers off?? Yes please! But honestly, I’ve missed writing and posting. I’ve done some amazing things this summer, met some amazing people, and really took a lot of time for myself. I’ve traveled to Canada & Vegas, cheered on the Timbers (even when there was no hope of them winning), BBQ-ed like a crazy person,  hiked the beautiful Columbia River Gorge, volunteered at a Young Life Military Family Camp, played some golf with the Dad, FINALLY got my Oregon drivers license, and so much more! I hope to share a lot of these things with you in the coming weeks so hopefully my hiatus won’t have been in vain.

    In the mean time, I’m going to enjoy these last few days of summer we’re having here in Oregon. It’s supposed to reach 95 today! Bleh! Keep cool babies!!

     

    A Man And His Daughter

    Dad likes to play golf. Actually, saying he likes to play golf is a little bit of an understatement. He watches golf on tv; can remember how he shot on a particular hole, on a particular day, on a particular course better than he can remember his address; and last year (or was it two years ago!?) he took a trip to Scotland to play four or five courses as well as partake in many a Hendricks & Tonic (with cucumber of course). I honestly think it was his ‘Trip of a Lifetime’. Mine? Lounging on the Greek Isles while handsome men feed me olives and wine. That sounds pretty nice right about now. But I digress.

    To recap: Dad. loves. golf.

    So when my brother moved away to Boston, Dad was especially sad not only to be losing his only son to the East coast, but also because Cam is the one in the family who can actually keep up with the old man on the golf course. But as it was Father’s Day on Sunday, and as I actually do enjoy playing golf, I decided to treat him to an easy round of 9 on our local course. It was a perfect day for golf: warm, but mostly overcast and a slight breeze so I dusted off my old clubs and away we went.

    There’s something about golf that seems terribly civilized, isn’t there? And it’s not just the mandatory collared shirts or golf etiquette. I love the sound the club makes when you’ve hit a really great drive off the tee–the kind of drive where you don’t even feel the ball connecting with the club. I love the finely manicured grass, the flapping of the flag, the ‘plunk’ of the ball as it falls into the hole and the way that–once you get home–you just smell like the outdoors. But mostly, the thing I love about golf, is that my dad loves golf. I may not be the best player (ha!) but when it’s just me and Dad, out there in the middle of it all, it really is something quite special.

    And after golf: root beer floats.

    I hope you all were able to spend time with your dads doing something he loved!

    Get Over Your Hill

    I don’t have anything terribly important to say today, but I haven’t posted in a while and felt a yearning to write! I posted some song lyrics from Mumford & Sons on Facebook earlier. They go like this:

    There will come a time, you’ll see with no more tears
    And love will not break your heart but dismiss your fears
    Get over your hill and see what you find there
    With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair

    This really speaks loudly to me today for some reason. The bit about getting over your hill, whatever that may be, and seeing the beauty that lies in front of you. It’s so easy to sit around and wallow in self pity about the things in your life you don’t like. So, get over your hill already! Plus, I’m soooo ready for summer and the image of dancing around in a field with a daisy chain in my hair sounds like heaven to me–barefoot, in a sun dress, where it’s perfectly warm and you can feel the sun baking into your bones. Yeah, I’m totally ready for that.

    On a lighter note, I cooked my favorite soup ever for the third time last night. Make sure you check out my post about it if you missed it (or even if you didn’t. It’s awesome soup). I think the third time really is the charm because this was my best batch yet! I still can not get over how decadent this soup is–all from veggies! It’s unbelievable.

    Also, my dog loves butternut squash, apparently. Raw butternut squash. Weirdo.

    Anyway, I hope you all have an amazing Memorial Day weekend and at least take one moment to stop and remember what it really means. I think about my BIL (brother-in-law) a lot over this holiday but try to remember everyone who’s serving currently or has in the past for our country.

    I’d also like to take a moment to wish my parents a happy 32nd anniversary (5/24), my baby brother (although not such a baby anymore!) a happy 26th birthday (5/26), and my beautiful sister a happy 28th birthday (5/28)! Whew!! So much to celebrate! Love you guys.

    Here’s to a three day weekend!

    PS: Here’s the M&S song from above. Take a listen.. it’s a good one.

    A Letter To My Mother

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    As a kid, there’s not a lot that can excite us as much as a swing can. Sure there are electronics and gadgets that modern children feel they can not live without, but growing up as a child without such luxuries as iPhones and Leap Frogs, a swing was pretty much as good as it got. Think about it: the incredible highs where you felt like your sweaty little legs could literally lift off the rubber bottom–where you felt like if you let go of the chain, nothing but gravity would stop you from soaring into the expanse of space. And just as you thought you actually would take flight, the inevitable stomach drop would start and you’d come plummeting back down to Earth. With tiny fists grasping onto that chain for dear life, we–for a spit second–wondered why we loved this silly contraption in the first place. But the beauty of a swing is that, not matter how bad the fall, we eventually start the upward rise to euphoria which made the stomach-churning all worth it.

    Life is sort of that way, isn’t it? We’re on a constant pendulum of highs and lows, never really settling into the comfortable medium where most of us wish we could live. I’ve got to say though, that the swing of life is made easier by the people we surround ourselves with. We need people to lift us up even higher in those moments of euphoria–someone to ride those highs with us, but also someone who is willing to take those low times in stride. Someone who, without fail, will be standing behind us pushing us out of our darkest moments. No one is as skilled in swing-pushing as a mother is.

    You Mama, in particular, are terribly talented in this area. You have seen me during my highest highs and graciously (though you selflessly steered me there) have taken the back seat in every situation. You let me shine through some of life’s most incredible moments and done nothing but smile (and occasionally shed a tear). On the other hand, I’m not sure I would have made it through some of my darkest times without you. Be it breakups or moving away from my favorite place, you were there for me to hold my hand. And when I’d cried just about all the tears I could cry, there you were, hands on my back, swinging me into my next shining moment.

    The relationship with a mother can be tricky. We as children feel like, no matter how old we are, we can make it through this thing they call life all by ourselves–like a big girl. But it’s not until I stop pumping my legs that I realize it’s easier to have you there with me to help me along. Why wouldn’t I want someone standing behind me that had been there before? Someone who had gone through almost every situation I had and came out standing? Why is it so hard for me to accept help from a mother who wants nothing but to impart her wisdom so I don’t make the same mistakes she did?

    I’m not sure I have the answer to that question, but I’ll tell you this–I am incredibly lucky to have you behind me, no matter how high or low I get. Your hand on the small of my back is a constant reminder that I’m not alone, and that pretty soon, I’ll be at the peak of that pendulum in no time.

    Happy Mothers Day Mom.

    Land Ho!

    Who you callin’ a ho? (Don’t tell me you didn’t see that one coming)

    Last weekend I spent an amazing couple of days at the Oregon coast. It was my good friends 30th birthday and we celebrated by sleeping in, making pancakes, crabbing, drinking wine, and generally being merry. Here are a couple of my favorite pictures from the weekend.

    The boys went fishing early Saturday morning. Look at his catch!

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    Silence

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    Over the weekend, I moved into a new apartment. This place has everything: a pool, three hot tubs, a washer/dryer, and an actual bedroom! Not to mention it’s even cheaper than my small studio I’ve been living in for the past two years. “She’s hit the jackpot!” you’d say. “She has it all!!” So why do I feel like I’ve given something up to move out to the ‘suburbs’? I was thinking about that the other night, and I guess I just didn’t realize how much I’d turned into a true city dweller.

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