Thursday, December 11, 2008

Safe Fiber Muffin in response to my lovely niece. posted a deathly dangerous 5 minute chocolate cake... well, I don't think for me, that's the best idea.  Did I mention I'm trying to do better than that?  I love you dear niece but for the rest of us, here's a healthy alternative taken from Diabetes  The notes at the bottom are not from me...oh and at my last post I said 2lbs. down.  I'm now 5 lbs down!!!  Whoop Whoop Whoop!

The One Min. Muffin (12 grams of fiber)

1/4 cup flax seed mill (grind in a coffee machine)
1 egg
1/4 teaspon baking powder
1 dash of salt
1 package of splenda

mix together and place into microwave for 1 minute. I have some Pamper Chef glass little bowls, I put my mix in. Any microwaveable dish will do. Reminder: the smaller the container, the muffin becomes more heavy. The bigger the fluffier.

I dont put sugar. I replace with some honey, cinn., nutmeg.
Also put sunflowers seeds, sliced almonds and dried cranberries. 
My son likes choc. chip in his.

You can also make it savory.
The sky is the limit. 
I have a friend who puts, ham, cheese and chives with some herbs.

The first time I made this, I had to cut it into 4ths and ate it thru out the day. If your nt use to alot of fiber, take it slow because you could have problems at the bathroom. 
Enjoy.. Let me know how things go....

Monday, December 8, 2008

I love me some Gila Monster Spit!

O.K. so, I've started this new drug...I know drugs are not the answer to weight loss, but oh oh oh!  I have been working out for almost 4 months now.  I know, I have lost inches, and I know that I didn't take a beginning weight, but since going to the diabetic doctor last month, I knew what my weight was on their scale.  And, since that time, not a pound has budged off my stubborn weight.  Not a pound!  Then, last week, I started Byetta.  It was a drug formulated by Gila monster spit.  I'm not kidding.  Seems like these creatures have an ability to regulate their blood sugars because they hardly ever eat in the desert.  One of it's side effects is weight loss. Anyway, so I decided that I'd give it a try but it has a couple of other side effects so I was nervous.  I don't care about the side effects any more!  I lost two pounds and I've only been on it one week!  YAHOO!  

Now I'm going to use rationalization and realism.  It could have been that I finally had gotten there by working out and doing better on the food stuff.  But, I haven't been doing better on the food stuff.  

Actually, last week was a crappy week for food.  I listed some of the foods to my niece and I had only one dinner that could be considered healthy.  But, I did notice, I ate less of the bad, and had very few snacks.  I was nauseous last week, but I have experienced worse and it faded the further I went through the week.  The tired feeling and weakness was, for me, worse because it shortened my workouts.  So, I'm not sure really what caused the weight loss.  But, finally its starting and that is what I'm really excited about.  If it is the Byetta than it's a no-brainer.  I'll stay on it as long as I keep making some progress.  This week is already starting out better, I was able to drink coffee this morning and had just a hint of nausea.  Today also I was full with half my lunch!  I mean I felt stuffed!  Added bonus is my blood sugars seem to be regulating at 100-130 and even when I forgot my insulin this last weekend they didn't spike up as high as they would have without it!  

I would be over the moon if I could keep this up.  Two pounds a week would be 8 lbs in one month!  It's not biggest loser weight loss but who cares?

Wednesday, December 3, 2008

An inspiring story

This website also has a couple of free downloads as well.  A calorie counter and an exercise tracker in Excel spreadsheet forms.

Monday, December 1, 2008

Slow month

Well, it's almost been a month since my last post on inches.  It's been a rough month.  I've had a lot of different med changes.  One I'm still afraid of, and others that just made me feel crappy.  I also was sick more than once this month.  These are definitely sound reasons to have a slow month but somehow the guilt still comes into play.  But, on a good note, I'm back on track as of the last week.  Even with Thanksgiving landing in my stomach.  I've been getting in the workouts, and now I have my niece coming once a week to work out with me!  My dear husband is still very supportive and not sabotaging my efforts. 

I think that I'll really start to work on the diet starting now.  I've been checking myself most days for not overeating and I always try to eat better for the diabetes but I think I'll try even harder to eat more veggies, and less high fat foods.  I'm a lover of all things related to butter so this will be a challenge.  I love to bake.  Cookies, cakes, and brownies, oh my!  But, it's usually not a big problem because I have the ability to take these to work and fatten up my co-workers.  Most of them are men so they just appreciate all this.  Sam and the boys will on occasion get the fruits of my labor and very smaller occasions, I'll eat most of whatever it is.  So, my baking is not the biggest problem.  After dinner is the largest problem.  I love popcorn.  Not just boring bland, no butter popcorn. But, buttery, covered in Parmesan popcorn.  Not just a serving, but a full sized bowl steaming with cheese.  Heaven in a bowl.  I'll be working off that bowl every time I eat it.  So, I'm going to try my hardest to get that off my repertoire.  I can't say I'll never eat it, but working out in the evenings seems to help with this and so does eating oatmeal in the first hour I'm awake.  So, with my new drug (starting tomorrow) and keeping on schedule, I should be able to combat this big fatty problem.  Wish me luck.

Now for the inch update.  I'm saying this again, it's been a slow month.  But, thankfully, a little progress has been made!  As of this morning, no inches on the breasts, no loss the arms, half an inch on my waist, half an inch on my leg and one full inch on my hips.  I have to say I've noticed my waist the most.  I can't tell you exactly why only a half inch on the stomach seemed to feel so much different but it does.  It feels like two inches.  I could tell the difference when I zipped up my coat, and the way my shirts hangs on me.  So, it might not be a big loss but it feels big and that along with any progress is always a good thing.  I keep thinking marathon, not a sprint.  

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Food and a free diet

So this is some info I have researched.  Increasing your diet in these foods help with many things to make your body work better.  

Dr. Perricone's Superfoods:


The Allium Family


Beans and Lentils


Green Foods

Hot Peppers

Nuts and Seeds


Yogurt and Kefir

Also if you want a free diet plan recommended for heart health Here's a free one from the National Institute for Health. Your Guide to Lowering Your Blood Pressure with DASH if this link doesn't work.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Inch loss update.

Today is November 14th, This writing is from November 7th.  I've had some challenges this last week and I haven't worked out as much.  I strained my hip working out on Sunday and over doing it.  I worked out for 75 minutes on the elliptical and was feeling so energized.  But, I also went backwards on the dang thing and I think that's what did it.  I don't have a lot of control on the machine when I'm going backwards.  I was flying!  The next day I suffered and my hip was very sore.  I'm still dealing with the pain involved and didn't work out for 3 days.  Even though I was still sore last night I still worked out.  I probably could have worked out the night before but I thought it would be painful.  As it turned out, it wasn't painful to work out and I ended up just sabotaging myself by not working out.  But, I'm trying to keep in mind that it was just a mistake not working out and it's a marathon not a sprint.  So, I made it 55 minutes which is now becoming my standard workout.  Weekends after sleeping in and no real time constraints seems to be where I can make it the extra 15-20 minutes.  I noticed after my last weekend work out that made me sore the next day actually gave me more energy than before it.  That wasn't expected.  Usually after a workout of that magnitude I'm tired afterwards and not very energetic.  But, this last weekend that turned around for me and I felt like I still had energy to burn.  I also had problems this week with food.  I ate cake at a baby shower then came home to make cranberry bars and banana bread as well.  I ate them at work and didn't eat lunch!  Not good nutrition in the long run and my blood sugars paid a price.  They were up and I'm transitioning to different medications as well and that just didn't help.  However, the week prior to this I have noticed that my blood sugars had dropped on their own and I was going low blood sugar more often.  This is a great thing and one of my main priorities.  Wouldn't it be great to go off medications?  Anyway, so not so many big inches since the last update.  But significant none the less.  I've made my totals like this four inches down on my chest, 1 1/2 inches down on my waist, 1 1/2 inches down on my arm, 1 1/2 inches on my leg and 3 inches on my hips.  This is a total, of  11 inches on my body total.  Not bad.  No weight loss yet.  But again inches are better for me right now and still my expected outcome.

Friday, November 7, 2008

Inch loss - warning!!! long post!

First, to see pictures from last post, if they are not coming up most my pictures are posted on my me account located here:

Second is a diary log of my struggles through diabetes and weight loss or inch loss at this point.  This is the first part of my diary.  It is a large post but it might be of some interest to someone.  Here it goes:

Weightloss Journal (Updated progress of inch loss)

So when I began this expedition in getting fit, my motivation was one single item.  I don't want to die yet.  I want to make it to my Son's graduation.  I ended up in the hospital.  I stayed in the hospital overnight in the ER for observation.  They thought I might be having a heart attack.  What it ended up being was Pseudohyponatremia which is basically an electrolyte in-balance brought on by taking water pills to help with edema and an instance of low blood sugar with my diabetes.  Sort of a perfect storm of different things that came together to make me feel weak, tired and out of breath.  I knew something was wrong, but I didn't know what.  So just to make sure that my heart wasn't going to pop, they kept me overnight.  

In the morning, with little sleep from the night before and alone, I didn't have coffee or breakfast or insulin, I had an IV, and a headache and a series of 3 different lectures from 3 different doctors telling me I have to take care of myself and makes some changes.  If I didn't I would find myself in here for a real heart attack.  

Basically, this was a huge wake up call.  One cardiologist especially gave me the what for right in front of my husband.  He is my greatest enabler and the love of my life.  He took a look at me in the hospital bed and it was like a light bulb went on.  Or more likely a neon sign that said "She'll die if you don't change".  

So, after getting some sleep and resting at home, we started, we started working out like the cardiologist suggested.  She said I had to do 30 minutes of cardio a day.  So, I live in an apartment complex that has a gym.  This should be easy.  I'm a person motivated to getting better and better.  So I started out at 30 minutes and then came home.  But, by the first week, feeling no pain, I'd increased this to 50 minutes workouts at least 5 times a week.  I really think the first week I worked out 6 out of 7 days.  

I felt it the first week.  I was able to get through the workouts without dying.  I wasn't feeling a lot of pain.  The last time I was working out it was while we were trying to adopt our son Benjamin.  It was painful the whole time.  It was torture the entire time.  I'm still not sure what was going on with me during this time.  I just know this time was different then that time.  I know I'm older now and you'd think it would be worse this time.  But, it wasn't.  It was completely different.  I looked at the strain of my muscles burning in a whole different way.  Instead of pain, I had the sense that the burning in my legs was just progress to getting better.  Was it just a mind set?  Was all the pain in my workouts a year ago in my head?  I'm not sure I'll ever know.  All I knew is that this time, I could make a hour workout.  An HOUR!  Something that didn't seem possible before and I'd been working out for 3 months by the time I quit last time.  I never felt then that I could go a minute longer than I had to and felt I had lost inches, but no weight and it wasn't working considering the work I was doing.  

One of the things that I'm finding this time around is that the fact that my husband is playing a direct role in my well being is the extra edge with the pain free workouts that I need to keep going on this path.  My husband has gained a little weight since we've gotten together.  His 20 lbs. is shocking to him.  His waist size is amazing to him as well.  So, we made a commitment to workout more and try to eat better meals.  

The following week was instrumental in this endeavor because I had just happened to have a nutritional appointment with my diabetes instructor to talk with my husband about having meals that more suited my diabetes.  This was a great place to start talking about the stuff we put in our bodies.  I highly recommend this kind of education if embarking on a journey like heath and wellness.  Even though I've read several books and several online info articles, it just doesn't measure up to one tip that might help you deal better with the journey to come.  My one moment was when I was told, to eat in the first 30 minutes from when I woke up, and that would help me curb my appetite later in the day.  What?!  Come to find out, if you eat first thing after waking up you turn off that switch and it helps you regulate your hunger for the rest of the day.  So, is it a placebo? Possibly, but so far I snack a lot less in the evenings.  I still have occasional snacks at night.  I used to feel like I could eat dinner and just keep eating until I went to bed.  Popcorn, bowls of cereal, crackers, you name it I'd add double my calories after I ate dinner just from snacking mindlessly at night in front of the TV or computer.  

The other little trick is more for my diabetes and my heart.  Oatmeal, which is known as a good thing for diabetes anyway because it is filling and high in fiber and even though it is a carb doesn't spike blood sugars.  It is also good to lower bad cholesterol which is a good thing in itself for diabetics because we need to keep that extra low.  So, as it turns out, if you cook oatmeal, then let it cool, and then re-heat it to eat it, it changes the sugars that are created by the oatmeal even more and it will works even better for not spiking blood sugars.  So, we cook a big batch of oatmeal and I eat on it all week for breakfast. So, again, little tricks have helped a lot to get further in this struggle.

So, it's been a month since I've started working out.  What changes have I saw?  Well, the first couple of weeks were tough because even though I know I'm going to change, there wasn't many changes taking place.  There were only small benefits to working out.  I had a little more energy.  I had a little motivation just because this time, it didn't seem to hurt as much as last time.  My husband doesn't understand this right now, but the time he gave me, by saying he'll watch the kids while I was working out was the greatest gift he gave me.  I still felt guilty a little bit about not spending this time with my kids, but I figure an hour now is three days added to my life that I can spend with them.  I don't know, if this is true in reality but I know this is the kinds of thoughts I kept me trying to tell myself to keep it in perspective.  What would I really be doing at home if I was there?  Would I be sitting there with my child having a bonding experience?  The truth was, probably not.  I might be interacting with him, but this exercise would ultimately be more helpful in giving me more energy when I was spending time with him.  I'd be able to keep up with him when I was around him and we would have better quality when we were together.  

Again all this time was mostly a mind fake.  Getting myself going, keeping myself going until I could get there and see other results.  Then in week three it happened.  Almost all at once, three things changed.  First the weekend workout, - it was increasingly harder to workout and I had to push myself harder to get the same heart rate that I had achieved when I first began.  So, this doesn't seem like a good thing in some ways.  I now all of a sudden have to work harder to get the same results?  Damn is this a joke?  But, in reality, those thoughts were not the ones I clung to, it was "Hey! this means I made significant changes and my heart is healthier!"  It means I had a cardio jump in fitness.  Lower blood pressure here I come!  I don't want to take drugs, or at least as few as possible.•  (*This means, if my heart is happy, I'm going to have to take less drugs to keep it that way.  Whenever I take a a drug, no matter what kind, it seems that it happens that I have the most obscure side effect from them possible.  I took one drug and it made me gag.  Was that on the warning label?  NO.  I tried to tell my doctor this and she said it was just a coincidence but later looked it up and found out it was quite a bit down the list, but on it and it wasn't all in my head. Trust yourself first, your doctor is trying but isn't the end all to knowledge.   It's our health, take charge! )

The second thing that happened, was a jump in energy.  I felt 10 years younger all of a sudden.  Like I could workout for 2 hours and I'd still be able to function.  This energy jump did help in motivating me, but was unfortunately not long lived.  I seemed to come down with something in the following week and it drained me of this energy boost.  Overall, however, since this time, I have had more energy but the higher energy I experienced in the initial jump didn't stay up to that high level, but kind of leveled itself up to a lesser degree but still higher than when I started.  

The third and final big difference I found was the inch measure.  Week three was significant because, I was measuring myself almost daily.  Not a good idea by the way.  Sometimes my measurements were off, and I felt like it was never going to happen.  Then all of a sudden, it happened.  My chest, I lost two inches!  Hallelujah! I would breath better at night.  Then I measured my stomach.  No change.  But an inch is an inch and it at least some came off somewhere.  Keep going your on the right track!  This pushed me forward. 

This next week was one of the toughest.  I was tired, I was feeling a bit drained and my nose was running.  And then one of those things happened.  Something you've read before but had a recent reminder of, just clicked in your brain.  I read an article and it said that it's o.k. to take a day off.  That this is more of a marathon than a sprint and a day off if I needed it, is perfectly fine.  So, I took one and then two but instead of feeling guilty, I got up on the third day and worked out.  Moved on, past the guilt of the days before and just understood that it was what I need to keep me on the path for the long distance.  I worked out every day after that for that week.  Eventually, my energy returned and I dragged myself over and just tried to remember what motivated me the week earlier was the inches and keep on trucking.  What I was rewarded with was even better.  I woke up Monday with two inches on my stomach, two inches on my hips and an a  inch loss on my stomach plus loss on my arms and legs!  Six inches in one month.  

Have I weighed myself? No, I don't have a frame of reference.  I didn't weigh myself to begin with because I'm PCOS.  Which means, that I have all this testosterone floating in my system, and it helps my muscles become bigger easier than most females.  So when I start to work out in the beginning, I don't loose weight, sometimes I actually gain weight (muscle weighs more than fat) so I end up feeling worse, because loosing a pound takes forever and I get depressed that I'll never loose any and on and on it goes.  So, here's to inches and may the pounds eventually fall off when they get a chance.  I do have a rough idea of what I weighed before but I'm trying to not focus on that.  Lord help me with that struggle!

Monday, October 20, 2008


This year we try to make something special from every weekend that we can.  Baring illness an/or any obligations, we try to do something with the family that is outdoors or active in some sort.  This weekend instead of biking, we decided to take a scenic drive up to Mt. Hood.  You'll have to see some of the wonderful pictures we took.  It was a clear day and the view was nothing short of awesome.  I can always tell when Tristan had a good time, because he says he's going to write about it in his journal.  Wow, what a good idea.  

Friday, March 28, 2008

Welcome to LeithaLand!

We all have our places, our fun spaces, this is the start of mine.  If I win the lottery, this will only be the virtual one.  If I win the lottery, LeithaLand will be much more fun than this.  For any new voyeurs to this blag, I mean blog.  Hopefully it will be more interesting than a stick in the eye.  I will post my drama but no names attached.  My views on technology, earthen stuff and possibly my views on Politics.  My views will be just my opinion and therefore you can argue but it's really not going to matter.