Booty & Biscotti 19: Even healthy can be unhealthy

Even “healthy” can be unhealthy…
I’m not in the fitness industry and not trying to pretend to be so I’m not preaching. So what’s the reason for this post? Well if you’re like me you’re pretty much tired of hearing the influx of diet trends out there, promises, fixes etc and this quarantine has brought out every gimmick known to man. Here’s another elastic band workout to do while your bread loaf is fermenting…

I pay @teamludachris (thank god for them) to help me out with my fitness and nutrition but I can tell you that I can teach a thing or two based on my own experiences and issues. I have followed many “diets” and made lifestyle choices and my body has morphed in ways I like but many times in the opposite direction or things have gone wonky.  I have a million food intolerances and am very sensitive to stress and even water intake so here are some points I can share:
1. Diets do work… but temporarily. You will lose weight likely from each and every one of them but sustaining that is the real challenge. There’s a reason why there are so many diets out there. They all work but only for some time for many reasons of course. Some diets are too hard and make no sense to follow long term, some are healthy and some are are actually not very healthy (e.g. calorie deficits for too long or deprivation of “healthy” foods etc…) Be mindful of this and the repercussions it may have on your body.
2. Our bodies adapt. We build tolerance and resistance and our bodies get smarter. I have ran for the past 100 days rain, snow, sun, rainbows and all. Haven’t dropped a pound. I don’t even sweat. Why? Lots of things (e.g. stress) but one of them is that I’m used to it. In order for me to pull a sweat at this point I need to find another means of cardio, run in intervals, be chased by a bear for an hour, etc…I perspire more trying to blowdry my frizzy hair. This same time last year, if I ran this much I would have melted down to nothing.
I have also intensely trained my glutes (almost daily last year) They are the largest muscle and can handle a lot of load and frequency. The elastic bands have helped me isolate muscle fibers. They have not helped me build or maintain muscle.  Bottom line for the past 4 months, elastic bands did not save my life…Point here is that at different points in time our bodies will and can do different things; however, if you get your body used to burning x calories a day on x amount of food, you might need to restrict more or do more to get the same results or better and that’s NOT a good thing but the early onset of potential metabolic disaster (e.g. I should be the portrait for that)
3. The diet trend you swear by may literally kill me. Ninety percent of the food in the dishes I posted are items I am intolerant too. The majority of fruits and vegetables considered  healthy give me a many different reactions. My abdomen will swell, my hands will swell to the extent that they burst and bleed and I will get patches of burning itchy hives for days. That doesn’t include the other fun stuff that happens in the digestive system.
These reactions are not unique to veggies either.  Want to feed me fats? Don’t even go there! Same thing even worse. Avocados nearly killed me last year and 15 grams of peanut butter a day created absolute havoc in my intestines, so I will not embark on a keto diet ever which brings me to the next point.  Stop feeding into trends and follow what makes sense for you.  Many people eat things because they “heard” of the health benefits but don’t actually understand them.  Monk fruit sugar huh? I’m not against it but my heartbeat mysteriously went up all 3 times I baked with it and I got a headache…something weird there. It may be healthy but not healthy for you. For example, legumes and beans are healthy but they make me very ill and for months I had no idea what was wrong with me. I used to eat those instead of meat. Thanks, I’ll take the meat now!
4. Eat what makes sense and what makes your body feel healthy and GOOD. Up until last year the Canadian food guide had dairy and although we’ve known for decades it can be harmful, the point is next food guide they’ll be telling you your celery stick is the enemy.  (I can’t have dairy OR celery by the way) You’ll find studies that indicate wine is good for you but there are going to be equal amounts that say the opposite. That being said, no offense but do you even know how to read a study? The term “research shows” is quite overused and not everything you read is valid or reliable. Educate yourself based on facts but also on what works for you. Check your own foods and act accordingly. Do you understand what you are eating and why you are eating it?

5. Balance and moderation. No one’s telling you to celebrate with dessert everyday but you don’t have to behave like the “No I don’t accept sugar in my life ” biblical person at a party either. Most people don’t know this about me but I actually GAVE UP sugar for about 8 months a few years ago. Guess what? I didn’t look better back then! I think I’m more fit now.  So unless you’re abusing foods like that, do yourself a favour and have a treat in moderation. Make sure to call @biscottidiana if you do 😉

6. Rewards and Punishment. Stop rewarding yourself with food and punishing yourself with exercise.  Trust me I’m a bit embarrassed admitting it since I’m smarter than that but I’ve done the “ate a cheat meal and need to run like a gerbil for an hour” There are actual solid scientific reasons that this backfires which I won’t sit here and go into but please read up on them (metabolic damage, excessive caloric restriction, fight or flight principle with storing calories) but the number one reason being that it leads to poor relationship with food and exercise and potential eating disorders.

The next time you’re sitting around contemplating whether sweet potatoes are bad for you or not go check out my competition picture. Those potatoes made and saved my ass!

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Booty & Biscotti 4: Fight or Flight?

She paced frantically from one end of the hallway to the next, then rushed back into the room stopping before the mirror, twisting and turning different angles and finally shrieked, “I won’t be able to compete!” Her husband did his best to reassure her that all would work out fine.

That frantic girl in the mirror. That’s me again.  Frantic. Frantic because as always, there’s always a struggle. I always have to jump through ten thousand hoops while everyone else coasts through life. I wish I could say I’m exaggerating but I’m not.  This applies to everything I do and have done and those closest to me have seen it and felt the raft of my frustration.

So when it comes to my fitness journey, it should not have been a surprise to me to be faced with obstacles, starting with my auto-immune disorder, that make my competition goals seem unattainable on some days. 

Auto-immune Disorders:

A little over 5 years ago I was diagnosed with celiac disease. The common misconception is that once you eliminate gluten from your life everything will go right back to normal. Nope. Celiac disease is an autoimmune disorder and there are a lot of issues surrounding autoimmune disorders.  One of those issues is that the disorders usually come as a trio. Meaning, you end up with one you likely will inherit three of them and they may not be at the same time. Worse than the timeline, is the whole mystery surrounding auto-immune disorders and the degree of severity can range depending on which unlucky trio you developed. It’s no surprise that people with auto-immune disorders will be wishing they only get skin problems rather than multiple sclerosis.  In my case, things crept up on me so I ended up with mysterious skin problems on my hands, severe inflammation, digestion problems and recently a bunch of food intolerances (let’s hope nothing else is brewing) The smallest thing can send my body in a state of inflammation and pain for three days or more. That small thing can be as basic as a zucchini. The bottom line is that the amount of inflammation it causes would maybe go unnoticed in my day to day wardrobe but I can’t go on stage in a teeny bikini looking like I have a Joey in the pouch when in fact I don’t and worked this hard. Even more frustrating is that this was somewhat under control and with 11 weeks to go before competition, I have “re-exploded” While everyone else is shredding away I’m blowing up and have my top people scrambling trying to help a girl like me out.

Stress and Cortisol:

“You’re in a constant state of flight or flight”  I have been told this phrase by many medical or sport professionals within the past two years.

“Nahh, really?”, is what goes on in my head sarcastically.  I usually just smile and don’t bother elaborating. Where would I even start?  Do I start with the morning events where I literally projected my body over furniture to avoid being slammed by someone’s fury and emotional dysregulation, the irate set of parents I had to calm down during my small administration task or my toddler being a typical toddler.  Find me one person that doesn’t have stress in their lives. Everyone does and this shouldn’t always be feared as it can teach us many valuable lessons and resilience. 

What’s alarming about my situation is that I wasn’t aware of my stress levels.  I thought I wasn’t stressed because I responded to stressful events around me with quick responses and ease but overtime, my brain learned that it wasn’t safe to shut off and I entered the dangerous stress cycle releasing cortisol to my body.  Add in my current lifestyle which has me clocking in about 4 hours or maximum 5 hours of sleep per night. Cortisol is not a friend and certainly not in alignment with bodybuilding as it can hinder muscle gain, weight loss and have other negative impacts on your body. In my case, it has added to the inflammation problem and muscle building has taken a long (enter the great word from last blog) TIME!

Extra Curveballs:

If you’ve ever seen the Hunger Games movie, there is a scene where they show the district team sitting behind control panels throwing obstacles at the contestants. I remember thinking this was an accurate representation of how things work out for me.  The calm before the storm. Sitting there doing my thing, working hard and then wham, an extra curve ball comes my way. Always living within the outliers or those rare little moments that come around to shake things up. The running gag in my family is to “call the priest” because someone has a serious bone to pick with me. I have to laugh because if I don’t I might give up and I can’t give up. It’s not an option. 

My Own Self: 

Enough said. I need to “overcome” myself and this needs its own blog piece.

When I decided to compete, I made a lot of assumptions about the sport and people participating.  I cannot speak of other athletes journey, only of my own and I have come to see that we may end up at the same destination but many players will have taken a different path to get there.  My path is arduous, long, curvy and sometimes lonely but it is a part of what makes me. I will fight and get where I want to go and need to be because I am dedicated, committed, capable, passionate and strong. Now get out of my way…20190306_232648obstacle

 

Booty & Biscotti: Time

Panic set in as she stared at the calendar dates in front of her. Her body felt hot and her heartbeat accelerated as the only thing that came to mind was, “I’m running out of time”

Time.

One small word that resonates deeply in my life, time and time again. I say this because I alwaaliceys feel like I’m running out of time, chasing time, on a timeline, wanting more time, not being aligned with time etc…My husband constantly mocks me about it.  He claims I am “Jack Bauer” from the television series 24 who is often heard yelling, “We’re out of time”. When I zip through the house like a tornado, cursing about time, he usually laughs and yells out, “Calm down Jack”. As someone who sleeps minimal hours too, I’m not one to have a lot of leisure time on my hands and I have to be very strategic with what I invest in.

Bodybuilding has been a wonderful new endeavor and has taught me a lot about time.  Time. Time is a lot of things. Time is patience. Time is allowing seeds to be planted. Time is dedication. Time is perseverance. Time is wisdom. Time is opportunity. Time is waiting when it’s best to wait and not do. Time is following through. Time is allowing things to grow and muscles need time to grow.  In fact, I have photos of myself that are sometimes months apart with minimal changes in my body composition that have sent me into a fit of rage knowing how much time I invest on improving myself as I sometimes crave for the results to be more instantaneous. Sometimes, time will surprise you and bring success quicker than you anticipated. Muscle growth and changing your body composition require proper form and exercise, effort, a consistent diet, clean eating and yes that word again, time.

When I started to take weight training seriously two years ago, my old trainer said to me one day in January, “Wait until you see what you can do next year”. I was dead serious and partly offended when I retorted, “Why not March?”. Needless to say, we were both annoyed with each other. I thought he had no faith in me and he thought I was nuts. I had to embrace it and learn that muscle definition takes a very long time. There will always be one wise-ass that will boast that it took them no time at all but trust me when I say that 90 percent plus of the population will have to put in a lot of time grinding to get those results. Having started at my age, I often sigh and think how I would look right now had I started earlier but looking forward is best and I will continue to improve and that’s what matters most.

Bodybuilding takes hours in the gym: time to rack the weights, do your sets, breathe, rest, hydrate, unrack, repeat. If you step up to the demands of competition, all of this becomes more amplified. Not only do you have to put in the time to exercise, your time then needs to incorporate food preps, posing practice (wait until you hear about this disaster) and more. Much more. This sport has taught me that there is so much more behind every muscular frame and person that we build.  It has taught me not to make assumptions or judgments about others. Everyone has their reasons, their source of inspiration, obstacles and journey to get to their end results.

“The day you plant the seed is not the day you eat the fruit. Change takes time” (@ancientwisdom).

I had to learn this and embrace this very statement over the past few months.  With less than 12 weeks away from stepping onto the stage for my first competition, I have to embrace where I am right now and compare it only to what I was and not what I should be.  In this photo of me below posted by my coach yesterday, this is the evidence that time has given me progress, whether competition ready or not. I have hit some milestones and that’s something to be proud of. Now I better go work on that ass of mine otherwise I’m going to have to rename this series Biceps and Biscotti!

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What if….

The “what ifs” that engulfed her were like tides growing.  Each one more forceful and each one giving no reason or rationale to her present being.  

The problem with “what ifs” is that she already had a good indication of what things would be like. She knew but not everyone had that insight and saw it from the same perspective…

Sometimes the questions we ask or wonder about are the ones that test our character the most and the ones that can create the most chaos in the balanced world we have created for ourselves.  Sometimes not having the answers to our “what ifs” is life’s natural inclination to protect us, a way for the universe that indicates that we are in good hands the way things are and that we do not need anything more.  It is a barrier, a line, or a door that needs to remain closed.  Not knowing can cause significant distress and turmoil in our emotional part of being and so becomes a protection of the pain that may ensue.

The truth that could emerge from the shadows of the unknown can be painful because it may very well be that reality may not meet the standard we had created in our illusion of perfection….

Diana