|View from the Cedar River Trail|
For the first time in four years, this hasn't been a biking summer for me. I've only been out twice, and this ride of 12 miles reminded me of that. This summer I've rediscovered walking, covering more ground on my feet than I have in years. More than anything, though, my exercise has come on the baseball field, having spent dozens of outings on the field helping my sons and their teammates.
Yesterday, I posted Day 38 on my private journal blog. My focus has been on eating, exercise, and sleep, and truth be told, some productivity as well. Overall, I am better off for this. I feel more in control. Getting enough sleep is life changing. And I am learning about myself as patterns emerge. Specifically, two patterns: overeating at parties and other celebratory situations, and doing well on normal days, only to spend my extra "strikes" at the end of the day.
Here's an anecdote on "parties". Friday night was the end of the season party for my ten year old's tournament baseball team. Many of the parents on the team have a nostalgic disposition towards red Solo cups. You know, the kind that mask their contents, which surely are not alcoholic. The party was dotted with stacks of the primary color plastic. There was even a string of decorative red Solo cup lights. But the thing is, I don't really like alcohol. I'll drink it occasionally in social situations, but I just don't crave it. What I do crave is chips. They were also in abundance at the party, and it took my pea brain a nanosecond to realize those red Solo cups hold a lot of chips. They also double as a scoop. And, through the miracle that is the red Solo cup, I could walk around with my potato chips and Doritos and movie theater style popcorn as if I'm imbibing.
Here's an anecdote on eating well all day and then spending my strikes at the end of the day. Last night I watched an old episode of The Office where the Scranton branch had a $4300 surplus on the last day of the fiscal year, touching off a day-long debate on how to spend every last penny. That's what many of my days are like with eating. The good news is that on days when I'm not in close proximity to unlimited chips, I come in "on budget". But I rarely come in under budget. If I have a strike left and ice cream in the freezer, I'm spending that strike on the ice cream. It's just so obvious that I still have work to do on my habits.
Today, I'm starting a three week commitment to go without strikes (seconds, snacks, sweets, starches, salt, stimulants, etc.) I may bring them back one at a time, but I want to slow the habit. The core of three strikes is a healthy, filling breakfast, lunch, and dinner. That should be enough.
If you're still reading this, all the best to you!