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  • #46
    First off - you are amazing!

    Second - I really think feeding them a stick of butter every day would do wonders!
    ~It's All Relative!~
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    • #47
      3.5 mile run with hubs, sisters-in-law and brother-in-law. Slightly rainy and pretty windy. Made for some breath-sucking fun in the last half. Good run though! Then had dinner- chicken stir fry. Then had a dance party with the kiddos and various nephews. This complimented earlier outdoor kid play in the day very well. I also practiced scorpion and did pull ups today. Good thing I was quite active because I didn't IF today and I snacked a lot. I wish I could kick the nagging fear that I'll suddenly stop losing before I look like a superhero. It's ridiculous and silly, but it hangs around a lot lately.
      You don't have to be sick to get better.
      Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
      Primal start: 1/2/2012
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      • #48
        I've spent the last half of the week and weekend in a funk. Pretty much depressed about everything, crying over nothing. Definitely hormone related. It's probably because I'm due for TOM sometime in the next week, but man it sucks. I think I've been fighting a bug too. I like that I don't get sick sick anymore, but when I do get sick, I can't really tell if I'm just ticked off and have a headache or if I'm actually ill! I guess I should be grateful that's as bad as it got.
        I'm feeling physically better today, but mentally it's been a tough one.
        I sent hubs to the store last night to pick up some milk for yogurt making. By the time he got home I'd fallen asleep on my book and I barely remember him laughing at me as he put in a bookmark and turned off the lights. I woke up this morning to a shiny new scale with body fat and hydration readings. I hate it. I love the thought that he put into it, but I hate the blasted thing. I expect to have to adjust to a new scale with new readings- that's fine. What makes me give the stupid thing the bird every time I step on it is the fact that the entire family weighed in pretty much the same as our old scale.... except me. According to the little devil, I gained 5-6 pounds last night. Now I know it's pretty impossible to gain 6 pounds of fat overnight- plus I have been lifting heavier, so muscle gain is probable, but 6 pounds discrepancy??? I'd feel fine if every one else weighed in heavier too, but no. At least it reads WLB's BF% as higher than he had it measured just yesterday. So I can pretty safely knock a few points off that number and soothe my angry mind. I know these things aren't accurate as far as body fat goes anyway, so I don't know why it's pissing me off so badly. But this morning it said I was 29.6% body fat. Screw that. Then this afternoon it put me at 26%. It was 3-4% high on WLBs readings, so I can live with that. 22-23% is actually pretty accurate for me I think. It's so changeable and finicky that it's ridiculous that I put any stock in it at all. I'd bet a pretty penny that if I was hormonally balanced at the moment, I'd be laughing at it and brushing it off instead of wanting to hurl it into a volcano. At least we have something with actual numbers on it that we can compare loss and gain with.
        I'm going to end my hormone-fueled rant and call it on the journal writing now- for all of our sakes.
        You don't have to be sick to get better.
        Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
        Primal start: 1/2/2012
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        • #49
          Okay, I've come to the conclusion that my old scale was kind. I'm going to start leaving my weight alone and measuring it far less often and at times when I'm not retaining water (TOM).
          I had my biometric screening done today for the first time. I'm really quite pleased with the results!
          I think that 3 months ago my total cholesterol would have freaked me out a little, but knowing what I know now, having read Taubes, studied Chris Kresser's writings/vids/podcasts, and read through many a forum post on it, I am so happy with my cholesterol levels.
          Here are the stats:
          BMI: 25
          BF%: 23
          SBP:109
          DBP: 71
          HR: 69 bpm
          Weight: 163 (my old scale still says 157/158 and I'm in TTOM)

          Cholesterol:
          Total: 231
          HDL: 80 (YEAH!)
          Trig: 49 (!! Sweet!!)
          LDL: 141 mg/dl
          non-HDL: 151
          TC/HDL Ratio: 2.9
          Fasting Glucose: 92

          10 year risk of CHD: <1%

          I'm pretty stoked that my body fat % is 23 while my newfangled scale says 30%. It is right around where I thought it was which makes me feel great!

          The other day WLB got word from a friend that he'd scored a big tire from a local tire store for free and decided to ask around. He called me all excited and came home with an 80 lb tire. We took the back seats out of the van and went to get more out of their junk trailer. It was great! We ended up with 2 80lb tires and a 190 pounder!

          They are great to use WLB's 16 lb sledgehammer with. I think I need a 10 lb sledgehammer though- the 16 is HARD to use right now! I need to work my way up.
          Every month I get in this depressed funk where hormones and water retention make me feel like I've stopped losing and the PB honeymoon is over. And every month the week after, the numbers go back down and the hormones stabilize and I'm good to stay the course again. I know by my numbers and my BF% that I'm in that last 5-10 area that requires mucho work to lose and comes off slowly. I'm okay with that. I feel good, I look good, and my clothes fit me well (except for the ones that fall off ).
          Last edited by Kakes; 04-05-2012, 11:43 AM.
          You don't have to be sick to get better.
          Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
          Primal start: 1/2/2012
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          Living, loving and learning.

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          • #50
            always like reading your post, you are doing great! very envious of your new tires!

            scales are dumb...i think i've finally given up trying to keep up that tradition...

            also awesome numbers
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            • #51
              Awesome photo. I would love to have a big yard to flip big tires around on
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              • #52
                Thanks guys!

                Gotta admit, I'm a little concerned about beating our lawn to death with our tire-ly antics. :P
                You don't have to be sick to get better.
                Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
                Primal start: 1/2/2012
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                • #53
                  What a great picture! I just wanted to say I think it's something special that you and your husband and family are on this journey together. You seem like real good people and well just plain nice

                  And your progress has been amazing by the way!

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                  • #54
                    Thank you Kelmar- sincerely! It definitely helps to be in it together.
                    I love your signature quote by the way. Just lovely.
                    You don't have to be sick to get better.
                    Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
                    Primal start: 1/2/2012
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                    • #55
                      Thanks Kakes! A few years ago I was talking with an older gentleman about his failing health, he told me he knew why he was having so many problems...he said for the past fifty years I have been treating my body like a circus tent and not a temple...that really stuck with me and now I use it for my mantra whenever I feel my drive lagging.

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                      • #56
                        Heh. I know quite a few people who treat their bodies like circus tents! And I know plenty who treat theirs like despised torture chambers as well. So sad. I love the visual of the temple body- of being at peace and feeling safe in ones body- wanting to keep it clean, and undefiled. Beautiful.
                        Last edited by Kakes; 04-10-2012, 08:59 AM.
                        You don't have to be sick to get better.
                        Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
                        Primal start: 1/2/2012
                        My Primal Journal
                        Living, loving and learning.

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                        • #57
                          In the course of 3 months primal, "time of the month" as been shortened from 7-8 days length to 4 and 1/2 days- with only 1 heavy day (which is now the volume of one of my previous medium days). With a modicum of attention to iron supplementation for 3 days and being sure to consume some roasted seaweed throughout, I was able to not have a single down and out, too-tired-to-move day, though there was a day or so of mood swings for sure. I'll take it!!
                          It's one of those "I'm am still doing well!" days. The scale has gone down, and the measurements are still shrinking.

                          ............... 2/6 ... 2/15 ... 2/21 ... 2/28 ... 3/13....3/27....4/9
                          Bust ...... 37.5 ... 37.5 ... 37.5 ... 37.5 .... 37.5 .... 37 ... 36.5
                          Waist ...... 29 .... 28.5 .... 27.5 .... 27 ..... 26.5 .... 26 ... 25.5
                          Hipline ..... 40 .... 38.5 .... 37 ..... 36 ...... 35.5 .... 35 ... 34.5
                          Hips/Butt 42.5 ... 41.5 ... 40.5 ... 40 ....... 39 ...... 38.5 . 38
                          Mid Thigh . 23 .... 22 ...... 21 .... 20.5 ..... 20 ...... 19 .... 18
                          Upper thigh X .... 24.5 ... 23.5 .. 23 ..... 22.5 ...... 22 .... 21.5

                          We have a run planned with siblings today, so I'm excited about that. I sprinted on Wednesday (I think it was Wednesday), but since then, I've done nothing purposeful exercise-wise besides just random pull ups, playing with kids and dog, and playing a bit with the sledge and tires. Oh, by the way, we got a dog! I've been wanting one forever. I thought I'd be picky when it came to getting one. WLB is mildly allergic, so we're hoping he can handle this. My sister-in-law's sister (whom I've been friends with since I was 10) announced on facebook that she was sick of her annoying chihuahua and would give him away if anyone wanted him. I sent her an email and she agreed to let us have a trial period with him to see if we could handle him. I admit when I first met him, I almost walked away, got in the car and drove. He was barky, aggressive, nippy and nervous- all the things that drove us to find a better family for our mini pinscher 7 years ago. But we sat down in the house and let him get used to us and decided to give him a chance. They gave us a great cage/kennel with plenty of space for him along with his bed, leash, toys, treats and food- they were very generous. The moment we left their house, he became a different dog. I don't know if their 2 kids were too rough on him or if their household "pack structure" wasn't right, but he has taken to us really well. He's a funny little thing. His jaw is very short, so he has enough of an overbite that it looks comical- and rather than actually nipping at the kids (the few times he has tried), he just ends up poking them with his nose. He is obedient and well-trained. I can take him out without a leash and he doesn't wander much, but comes when called. I think as long as WLB's allergies aren't bad, he'll do great with us.
                          The kids are thrilled!
                          I promised the girls we'd take him for a walk today between laundry loads, and the sunshine is beckoning gloriously, so we'd best be off!
                          You don't have to be sick to get better.
                          Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
                          Primal start: 1/2/2012
                          My Primal Journal
                          Living, loving and learning.

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                          • #58
                            Oh a dog! I hope he works out for you guys, sounds like he gonna be a good one. We rescued a dog from a high-kill shelter about 4 months ago and she is such a joy to us! Nothing like a warm furry body that loves you unconditionally (although that could describe my husband too, LOL)

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                            • #59
                              Just checking in to say that you are very inspirational! Thanks for that!

                              /Hanna

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                              • #60
                                How nice to turn on my computer and find kind comments in my inbox! *bows to her new random internet friends* Thank you!

                                Little dog (Chico is his name) is coming along nicely. I say coming along because we've been taking him out into social settings (where he has obviously been nervous and barky in the past) and he is improving day by day. He is getting more used to the kids and we even let him sleep un-kenneled last night with nary an accident to be found in the morning and no unpleasant awakenings. We've decided he must be Primalized. He has very itchy dry skin (they had been feeding him Iams which is loaded with grains and fillers), and we all know doggies are natural carnivores. I love to research before I jump into things and I was slightly concerned the we wouldn't be able to afford to feed him meat. To my relief and amusement, my research told me that raw-fed dogs only need 2% of their body weight in meat, bones and/or offal a day. He being a randomly acquired dog with no official history, I had no clue his weight. I set him on the scale... which didn't register that it was being used. So I hopped on there with and without him and did a little math and voila! 6.5 lbs. Which makes his food requirements approximately 2 ounces a day. This still makes me giggle. I've also read that kibble-fed dogs are gulpers and need to learn to chew and gnaw. I gave him a partially frozen piece of chicken tenderloin last night. He licked at it, but was hardly enamored, even after it thawed. Not a chicken fan I suppose (or maybe not a chewing fan?). This morning (though it probably wasn't best) I chopped up a lone piece of raw bacon for him. *SNARF* That went over beautifully. He has let me know that I am his very best friend in the world today. He is a happy little wolf. I intend to find some cheap ground pork or beef for him soon. I figure starting him on ground meat is good due to his itty bitty jaw bone.

                                Last night was a 4 mile run with the sistas (in law). It felt great after a good IF morning and a hearty lunch. Oldest sista is just starting out running and so needs tips and encouragement. We sang her motivational theme music and ran ladders back and forth as she jogged and took walk breaks. Eye of the Tiger, Chariots of Fire, We are the Champions and maybe even some Disney music made it's way in there. She even kicked off her shoes at the halfway mark and ran the last half barefoot with me! Woot! We had good primal conversations about food as well. I made a huge pot of Chicken Bacon Brussels Sprout Soup while the menfolk went gallivanting about the mountainside, and we fed all 3 families on soup and salad (sadly one family brought croissants and chowed on a dozen and a half of them). Then we had bananas and maple whipped cream for dessert. We got home late and plopped the littles into bed. WLB had a digestive allergic reaction to something, poor guy. His seasonal allergies are being pretty nasty lately- though not as bad as years past.

                                I'm hoping to lift some heavy things today... and maybe do some handstands (I've been slacking). Onward friends!
                                You don't have to be sick to get better.
                                Female, 31 years old, 5'8"
                                Primal start: 1/2/2012
                                My Primal Journal
                                Living, loving and learning.

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