Category: health & wellness

What do you like about yourself?

You are beautiful

When it comes to our appearances, no one thinks less of yourself than you do. We immediately pin-points our flaws and make lists of things we’d want to change. My nose is too big, I’m too short. I’m too tall. My skin is too oily. My hips are too big. My thighs are too big. My neck is too long, etc., etc.

The prime, sad example is Heidi Montag when she underwent crazy surgeries to alter her body. Why would someone so naturally beautiful want to change? She was adorable, and someone I would want to look like. Now she just looks sickly and sad. God has made each of us unique, and I think He is grieved when we look at His creation and say I don’t like it. 

So I thought today we could talk about what we do like! The things that you love about yourself, that makes you feel beautiful and special.

I’ll go first:
I like my hair color. It is a rich brown that gets natural highlights in the summer and has a red tint to it in the winter. I have wanted to dye it before, mainly because it’s popular, but have always decided against it because I like it just fine the way it is. (Also it saves me hundreds of dollars a year maintaining the color, an added bonus.;)

Now it’s your turn:
What do you like about yourself? What is your favorite feature? If you have a hard time thinking up something, what do most people compliment you on? Maybe you like being tall, or you have pretty blue eyes. Maybe you have great freckles or you tan easily. Maybe you have a high metabolism or have really strong, healthy finger nails.

Whatever it is, leave a comment and share it! (And try, if you can, not to use the word “but” or have any exceptions or say anything self-deprecating. It’s harder than you think.:)

“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.” Psalm 139:14

(Photo is from Pinterest. Contact me if you know the original source!)

The Charleston Marathon

Y’all, I did it. I finished the Charleston marathon. I didn’t run very fast, and it took me waaaay longer than I thought it would (over five hours in case you’re wondering), but! it is done, and I did it. I will spare you the boring details of recapping every minute of the race, but let me just share some of the highlights. There are three.

The first 14 miles
The first half was fantastic. It was chilly, sunny, and we ran through the most beautiful parts of Charleston. We ran along the Battery, up King Street, and beside the water. Allison took this picture on mile 6 and we were all smiles at that point.

Allison was pacing a little faster, so we separated from her about mile 10 and Christen and I continued to run at a slower pace. I was feeling up for multitasking, so I took a few of these pics on a pedestrian bridge at one point. It was the perfect running day.

Miles 16, 18 and 22:
Throughout the race, people were scattered in different neighborhoods to cheer the runners on, and I heard a loud bunch coming up at about mile 16. Yay, I thought, I need some encouragement about now.

As Christen and I approached, the group got louder. I thought maybe there was someone behind me that the group knew, when I realized it was me they were shouting for. I saw my little sister first, and then my older sister, and then my mom, (mom!!) and then my dad, and then J with Leia, and then Andrew, my brother in law. What! What were they doing there! They all had signs and were cheering and I stopped for an instant to give everyone a little hug. I started tearing up — I couldn’t believe they spent hours in the car just to watch me run. It was too much.

I saw them again at mile 18, and then again at 22, the best parts of those hours. The last hour was hard. Really, really hard. My ankle started hurting me about two hours in, and every time I stopped to get a drink of water, it was torture starting up my jog again. Christen and I walked a little bit in the last few miles and tried our best to encourage each other. We were so close.

The finish line:
The last mile felt like it was five miles long. We finally reached a stretch of road with volunteers and they told us the end was near — 26 was right around the corner. We picked up our speed and finally passed mile 26. People cheered that there were just two more corners and the finish line was close. We ran faster and saw the white banner a few yards away. I saw everyone I love at the finish line and ran fast. I crossed it, cheering, and nearly collapsed into my mom’s arms, overcome with exhaustion and relief and happiness.

We hung around to take pictures and celebrate with the greatest cheerleaders. We reluctantly said goodbye to my family, who headed back to NC that afternoon. I am still in shock and awe that they came so far, just to see me run. It meant so much. The rest of us walked limped to the car, picked up some pizzas on our way back to Folly Beach, and ate as much as our hearts desired.

It was one of the hardest and happiest days of my life, and one I will never forget.

Confessions of a Marathon Trainer

confessions of a marathon trainer

I feel weird telling people that I’m running a marathon this weekend. It feels like I’m talking about someone else. When I first signed up, I told everyone! I was afraid I would chicken out, so if I knew there were umpteen people keeping me accountable, I felt like I could keep going. But now? I just feel really silly when someone at work asks what I’m doing this weekend. Oh not much, just running a marathon. 

Two months ago, I secretly hoped I would have injured myself by now and, like a martyr, not been able to participate in the marathon. I admit, that was a low moment.

I can’t do math while I run. During my 16-miler, I was on a trail that would count down every half-mile until the end. I saw “2.50” on the pavement and thought of it like a clock — 1/5 of the mile was over, instead of really 1/2. So half a mile later I saw “2.0” written on the pavement, I thought it was the fastest mile of my life. But it really was quite an average half-mile for me.

I also can’t spell when I’m running. I once listened to a sermon and they used the word schizophrenia. I literally spent the next ten minutes in my head trying to figure out how to spell it. Is it skitsophrenia? skitsofrenia? (Both wrong.) How do they come up with words like this? How would I type this? And then I start pretending to type the word with my fingers while I run. Which reminds me of my piano lessons and I then I pretend to play the piano with my fingers songs I have memorized. I remember the chorus but forget the beginning. How does this song start again? Oh why am I thinking about spelling, typing and piano playing –JUST KEEP RUNNING! 

I wish I had raised money for this marathon. Why didn’t I? What’s the point in running 26.2 for the fun of it? Maybe there are retroactive fundraisers. Look, I did this. Donate! 

I can’t run any more than what I have mentally prepared for. If I am going out to run 5 miles, then there’s no way you’ll convince me to run just another. Which is why I’ve been practicing finishing each long run with an extra 0.2 to prepare for the race. That tiny 1/5 of a mile is longer than you think!

Running has a way of –ahem– getting things moving, if you know what I mean. I am proud to say I have never gone to the bathroom in the woods, but I admit I have stopped many a time in Walgreens. You runners know what I’m talking about. ;)

Drivers are very nice to runners. Almost too nice. I personally look forward to traffic lights because it means a forced break. A chance to take a swig of my water and relax for a moment or two. But these drivers must see my running belt and exhausted face and think, Oh, she’s a serious runner, and will give me a little wave like You go first! And I’m all like, No, seriously, you go first. And they politely insist No you go! with another wave and since it’s me against a person operating a heavy machine, I reluctantly pick my feet up and continue running.

There’s one thing I for sure am going to miss: The Calories. When you get home from running two and a half hours straight, you can pretty much eat whatever you want.

Showers are the greatest things after a run, especially a long run when you have crystalized sweat on your forehead. Has anyone else experienced that? It sounds gross, but that’s just what happens when you run for over an hour in the cold. It feels so weird and wonderful to wash it off.

Once after a really, really good run, I was so elated I fist-pumped the air and high-fived myself. I didn’t really think about it, until I realized I was near a busy intersection and a dozen cars probably saw me. Haha oh well! Maybe I’ll do that when I finish on Saturday, if I survive.

Ok, I know I sound a little jaded in this post, but I’m so scared and nervous and excited and ready, but not ready! I am taking a four-day weekend, so I’ll catch you on the flip-side!

Week 1 on the Fodmaps Elimination Diet

Alright, let me just step down off my soapbox from yesterday’s post and talk to you guys about someting a little less… raw. Like DIETS! It’s been a week since the new year started — who’s off their diet by now? ;)

I started the Fodmaps diet last Wednesday, and so far, so good. Quick refresher: I have been dealing with cronic stomach aches for the past couple of years, so I saw a nutritionist and she recommended the Fodmaps diet. Basically it’s a gluten-free, lactose-free, soy-free, high-fructose-free diet.

Here’s what a typical day looks like for the past week:

– Coffee with unsweetened almond milk and a little bit of sugar. It’s basically black coffee with a teeny tiny bit of flavor.
– Oatmeal with 3/4 cup of oats, 1 tablespoon almond butter, 1 tablespoon brown sugar and a pinch of sugar

Morning Snack:
– 1 Clementine. It’s hard to limit myself to just one.

– 2 Rice cakes with organic peanut butter
– Cucumbers
– Gluten free crackers with 1oz Colby jack cheese

Afternoon Snack:
– 1 tablespoon of Nestle dark chocolate chips. Okay sometimes 2 tablespoons….
– Few tablespoons of raw almonds

– Baked potato with 1 tablespoon of sour cream, a little butter, and salt
– Grilled chicken breast with seasoning
– Salad with cucumbers, tomatoes, and balsamic vinaigrette. I miss my feta and goat cheese. :(

– Flourless cake that was leftover from NYE; it’s all gone now. :)
– Pickles. Yes, pickles for dessert. Yum!

I thought it would be super hard, but it’s basically just eating clean with zero processed foods. And so far I have felt better! I have had a couple of stomach aches in the past week. One happened the first night, so I don’t know what that was about, and the second time happened after I ate a salad at Moe’s. There must have been something hidden in the salad dressing I ordered. (Probably soy — it’s hidden in everything I tell you!) But otherwise, I’ve felt great and my symptoms have decreased significantly, which is really encouraging. I have also been sleeping better, which I’ve always struggled with, so I am hoping that’s an added benefit of the diet too. I still want to go to sleep at 9:30 every night, so I don’t have the energy everyone talks about when you go gluten-free, but maybe that still come with time.

The next steps is to visit my nutritionist again and create a plan to slowly add in more fopmaps to my diet to try and determine which category gives me the worst symptoms. I hope it will be easy to pin-point, but we shall see. :) I’ll be sure to share more as I learn!

Have you ever done the Paleo or Fodmaps diet?
How was your experience?
Did you ever get increased energy, and how long did it take for you to feel that way?
If you’re on any other diets, which ones are you on and how are they going? 

Take Advantage of January

I’m sorry for all you January-lovers out there, but this month has a lot of things going against it: the cold, the dark, the end of all things merry and bright. It’s the month where everyone kick-starts their resolutions and goals for the year, so it’s kosher to do not-fun things like eating healthy, hitting the gym and saving money.

Well, I say take advantage of January and embrace all that it offers. Eat healthy. Hit the gym. Save as much money as you can.

One of the hardest parts of sticking to a strict budget are the social pressures. Every day there are people and things tempting my wallet — to eat out, travel, look nice, make my house prettier, keep up with the Jones’, etc. If you are trying to save money this year, start today. It’s the easiest month to stick to be a budget, because, well, everyone else is doing it. People don’t think you’re silly when you say something like, Sorry we can’t go to that fancy restaurant because we’re trying to save money this month, because they’re most likely trying to do that as well.

Or maybe it’s not people that tempt you, but things, ideas — Pinterest — that makes you want to spend money. I love that little site to death, but have noticed it can bring a sense of discontentment when I see others’ homes or fashion that I’m not up to par with. If you find that Pinterest or reading certain sites or blogs tend to make you feel inferior, stop reading! Give yourself a month away from inspiration and you’ll most likely have a refreshed and focused appetite when you come back to it.

January is a rough month, but it can serve as the diving board into the pool of productivity, healthy and wealth for 2013. So embrace it!

Some ideas may include…
– Dining out just once a week
– Stop buying any clothes until March
– Don’t buy any decorations for your home this month
– Quit buying books and only borrow books from the library
– Take $10, $20, $30 off your weekly grocery budget and see how far you can stretch those dollars.
– Go on a Pinterest or Facebook-fast, and only focus on the things
– Limiting the amount of processed foods you eat
– Hitting the gym 3 times a week
– Planning your day the evening before
– Getting up early

I’m taking advantage of January by not buying any decorations, limiting my Pinterest time, only borrowing books from the library, eating only foods on my fodmaps diet, and examining our grocery budget to see how far I can stretch the dollars.

What about you? How do you plan to take advantage of this month? 

PS – How to create a budget, how to get out of debt, why you need an emergency fund, the biggest spending temptations

The FODMAPs Diet

Last week I shared my search for a nutritionist… today I’d like to share her recommendation for treating my digestive problems. 

My nutritionist suggested I go on a FODMAPs Diet. (I know, I hadn’t heard of it either). She explained that my body was working in over-drive trying to digest foods that contain FODMAPs, which is why I seem to have chronic stomach aches. In case you’re curious, here’s a little information about the diet and how it should help treat my stomach issues….

What in the world are FODMAPs?
FODMAP stands for Fermentable Oligo-, Di-, and Mono-saccharides And Polyols. These are components in food that cause discomfort to susceptive individuals, and a FODMAPs diet help disorders such as IBS and IBD. There are five types of FODMAPs that can trigger problems in the digestive system.

There are five categories of food that contain FODMAPs:

At first when my nutritionist told me I needed to go on a diet, I assumed it would be a restrictive list of processed and sugary foods. But I was really surprised after seeing the list how many healthy things are included, such as fruit, beans, and a whole host of vegetables that I would never have thought could cause stomach problems.

My Nutrition Plan for The FODMAPs Diet
My nutritonist recommended I go on a two week FODMAPs Diet, which means I will have to avoid all of the foods / ingredients listed above. It’s essentially a gluten-free, dairy-free, sweetner-free, fun-free diet. (Although I can have chocolate and potatoes, so I’m not complaining too loudly.) Since I met with her right before Thanksgiving, and have a trip coming up this week, closely followed by Christmas, followed by New Year’s… she recommended I start the plan January 2.

So starting in January, I will join the other new years resolutioners and start my 2-week diet from everything listed above. The hope is that I will be feeling 100% better during that time and allow my digestive system to kick-back into shape. After the two weeks, I’ll go back to see her and share my results, and then come up with a plan to slowly add in each of the five groups to pin-point which group was giving me the most problems. Ideally we’ll be able to determine which of the five categories gives me the most problems, and come up with a nutrition strategy moving forward.

I’ll be sure to keep you posted in the new year on the diet and my eating plan, especially for anyone who has suffered with similar symptoms and is interested in trying it!

Had you ever heard of the FODMAPs diet?
Have you noticed any discomfort eating any of the foods on the FODMAPs list? 

Meltdowns and Mind Games in Marathon Training

I haven’t talked about it in a while on this blog, but if you stalk me on Twitter or Instagram, you’ll know that I am in the middle of training for a marathon. And y’all? It’s by far the hardest thing I have ever willingly put myself through.

Saturday was The Day I Had to Run 18 Miles. The sheer weight of that fact gave me weak knees long before I started running. I ran 16 miles the week prior, but it was with my friend Allison who was also training and the thought of running 2 miles longer and alone… well, I honestly didn’t think I would be able to do it.

I woke up early on Saturday to fuel up properly. I suited up in my ugly running gear — shorts over leggings, duo dry shirt and jacket, and a water belt that may me look like I was trying too hard.

And the next thing I know I was weeping on the floor of my living room.

I’m not sure specifically what triggered it — perhaps it was leaving J and Leia cozied up on the couch watching a holiday movie. Maybe it was the fact that I announced I would be home by 11 or 12 at the latest — and it was still 7:30. Or maybe it was the fact that I only ran once during the week and it was a measly old 2 miler. Or maybe it was because my knee was already hurting me before I had even started. Pretty sure it was a combination of them all.

I can’t do this! 18 miles — EIGHTEEN MILES!?
I just can’t do this! I’m so tired of training.
Why did I sign up for this?
Why am I willingly putting myself through this torture?
I haven’t even lost weight!
Over three hours of running — I don’t want to do it!
I just can’t do it….

And because God put the perfect man in my life — somehow He spoke through J to give me the wisdom and encouragement I needed. I could do this. He was proud of me. I could take as long as I needed, even if I had to walk most of it. I did 16 last week, so I can do 18. The next run longer than this will be with my friends, so this is the last super long one alone. Take one step at a time. I can do it. I can do it. I can do it.

I wiped my tears away, apologized for messing up his T-shirt, bid my family farewell, and drove towards the American Tobacco Trail taking deep breaths and focusing on his pep talk.

Now, anyone who has run for any amount of time may know that your mind does really weird things when you run. Your body certainly needs to work up to long distances, but it’s your mind that actually allows you finish.

In all of my long runs, the first 3 miles are the hardest. It’s cold and the thought that you have so many more ahead of you is daunting. You just can’t think about it or else you’ll go crazy. Usually when I reach mile 4, it starts to get a little easier. Then I realize I’m at mile 5, then mile 6, and then, hey mile 7, how’d I get here so fast?

My favorite part of running is the camaraderie with other runners. They start to populate the trails mid-morning. Other people have exaggerated gear on, and we both know we’re doing some gosh-awful distance that morning too. And for a split-second we bond. We have an understanding. They’ll tip their head, give me a little wave, and we weakly smile at each other in an instant that says, Good job — keep going! You can do this. One time there was a sweet old man that I passed twice who actually took off his hat and gave me a little bow. The mile following was the fastest of them all.

When you get passed the double digits, your body starts to catch up and your leg muscles get really tired. Stopping at red light to cross feels like a sweet gift from heaven — but then it’s torture to pick your feet back up and move again when it turns green. I remember at mile 12 I thought, Just 6 more miles! Just one more hour and you’re done! And then thinking,  How cool (or depressing?) is it that I consider one more hour as not a long time? How far I have come from the first day when 2 miles felt arduous! 

After some trial and error, I’ve come to realize I can’t listen to music too early or else I get burned out. In fact, on Saturday I listened to four sermons before I blasted my tunes. (In case you’re wondering, I subscribe to The Village Church, Summit Church and Redeemer Church podcasts.) It isn’t until the last 30-40 minutes that I invite Kayne and Beyonce to join me.

I could write a detailed paragraph about every inch of the way, but will spare you the boring details. Let’s just say, I finally finished. Thank goodness the last two miles were in a bad neighborhood because it kept me moving.

When I finished, the exhaustion won over the endorphins. But still, as I limped to my car, I was amazed to think that 3 hours and 20 minutes ago I didn’t think I could do it, and BOOM, it was done. Nevermind that somehow I’ll have to manage to run 8 more for The Real Thing in January (let’s not dwell on that now, okay?), but for the time being it was the greatest accomplishment I had ever done. And looking back now I wonder who that girl is that ran 18 miles — it certainly wasn’t me! Because running more than 5 miles is just crazytown.

Have you ever trained for something you didn’t think you can do?
Have you ever trained for a half or full marathon?
What is your favorite or least favorite part of training?