10 miles in a single day. Four came from running. I can’t feel my legs.
Yesterday, I posted stats from my Fitbit for my first week back with the device since purchasing it last week. They weren’t complete (as I still had a bit of walking to do last night), so I deleted the post and am doing it over again, right now.
There you have it. 111,239 steps, which is a new weekly record for me, and by a wide margin. I believe my previous weekly record was somewhere around 89,000 steps. It is an average of 15,891 steps per day; my previous average was just over 11,000.
Needless to say, the concentrated effort I have made to get off my ass and go for regular walks or runs throughout the day and night is paying off. I go for a walk nearly every hour, and sometimes twice an hour if I need to clear my head of destructive thoughts. In the early morning hours, as summer turns to fall here in Vegas, I’ll take Belle for a short walk and then go for a 2 mile run. The wind is slightly chilly, though not nearly as chilly as I would like.
During the daytime, when the sun feels like I’m living in the actual Sahara instead of just on Sahara, I’ll go for a 2-3 mile walk at a fast pace. By the time I get back to the house, I am pouring sweat and in need of a shower. But I also feel good, because I am repeatedly accomplishing something I have never accomplished in my life.
51.23 miles is an average of 7.31 miles per day. My next goal is to get that up to 8 miles per day.
And more importantly than the walking: Today marks one month with no alcohol for me. Not a drop. I’ll be writing a longer blog post on this in the coming days, about alcohol and my relationship with it and what it means to me to have gone a full month without drinking. But I’ve got a busy few days coming up, so that one is going to have to wait. I want to do it right.
I did an “unofficial” weigh-in this morning, just to see what results all the strenuous activity I’ve been undertaking have brought me. I’m 198 pounds. Looking back on my Fitbit log (I also have the Fitbit Aria scale), on August 20th, I weighed in at 216.7 pounds. 18 pounds down. 28 pounds to go to get to my ultimate goal. And the best part? I am doing it eating healthy, clean and natural foods for every single meal.
Health and nutrition have been a welcome distraction for me during this time, but I am going to make sure it’s something that is part of my daily life from here on out. I feel fantastic, better than I ever have. I have energy and I sleep well at night (except for the fact that I wake up at 3:36 every morning; don’t know what that’s about), and I’m working two jobs (about to be three) and still kicking ass every day.
This is life. This is what I missed out on while I was addicted to Bronkaid for over five years. This is what I am rediscovering, and I am loving every moment of it.
UPDATE: I hit 20,000 steps. I didn’t hit 10 miles, but that’s okay. I’m exhausted. Today was a good day. Time to stretch and hit the hay.
Today is Day 1 of the Whole Life Challenge. I’ve already noted that I actually started a few days ago, but today is the day I can start actually entering my scores and competing against my sisters.
I plan on being absolutely strict the entire time. I know this won’t be possible, because there are days when I’ll be working down on the strip and will have to eat meals that aren’t optimal. But I can control the rest of the contest.
Here are the rules for the contest. It’s how the game is played. I’ve added my own comments for each section with my goals and whatnot.
With the Whole Life Challenge officially starting tomorrow, I need snacks. Not right now. Tomorrow. And in the days that follow. Because, as we have already established, I have to be diligent about what I eat, or else I’ll end up at Arby’s with a piping-hot Big Montana.
(Yes, I know it’s no longer called the Big Montana. But that was the best name for a sandwich, ever, and it’s a whole lot cooler than just ordering a “large.” Seriously, Arby’s. That was a dumb thing, changing the Big Montana name.)
I love chips. Potato chips, chips and salsa. Fish and chips. I love all kinds of chips, even when they are french fries. I love those weird Canadian flavor chips like All Dressed. I love chips. They were my go-to snack when I was on the road to getting as fat as possible, and I still love them. So I wanted a healthier alternative to potato chips, since I’m not eating potatoes or getting as fat as possible.
I decided to make baked sweet potato chips. And I decided to make them salt and vinegar, because it is a proven fact that salt and vinegar chips are the best kind of chips.
So this is the recipe. It’s pretty easy. Get some sweet potatoes, some malt vinegar and some sea salt. Slice the potatoes thinly using a mandolin slicer, but remember not to cut your finger off. I say this because you probably will want that finger for something, eventually, so there is no point in cutting it off.
Throw all the slices in a bowl with some of the malt vinegar and olive oil, then spread them out on a cooking sheet lined with non-stick foil. Spray the foil down with cooking spray of some sort; I used olive oil. You can use whatever you want.
Throw them in the oven at 250 degrees for one hour. After an hour, pull them out and flip them over using a spatula. Put them back in the oven for an hour at 250, again.
And when that’s all done, pull those bad boys out and eat them and revel in the fact that you are eating delicious chips that will not also make you fat.