Re-addicted to coffee

I gave up coffee and sugar for Lent and, after an initial adjustment period that included withdrawal headaches, I found that life without stimulants is easier than I thought. Because I enjoyed a steady, more even supply of energy, I vowed that I after Lent I would continue living this way—except for the occasional treat in moderate amounts.

But here I am addicted again.

Not so much with sugar. Because while I have been carelessly eating small amounts of sugar every day, it doesn’t have as much of a hold on me as coffee does. Honestly, I think I can do without it, so long as I consume enough fruit to satisfy my sweet tooth.

Coffee, however, is another matter.

On a recent trip to Guatemala, I was challenged by the temptation of the local coffee. I resisted, of course, but brought back some organic arabica beans grown on the rich soils of Guatemalan volcanoes. It’s both well balanced and strong, with an almost sweet and comforting aroma that invites me to succumb to its pleasant warmth. Since Easter I’ve been drinking it almost daily.

Even on days when I avoid it in the morning, I find myself visiting Starbucks for an afternoon cup. (Annoyed that I was spending so much money there, I even bought a pound of coffee beans just so I can get the “free” cup. Yeah, real logical, I know.)

So now what to do? I’ve been trying the “half-caf” solution, and that seems to be helpful, although my husband’s not so into the idea. (I guess he’s more of an “all or nothing” type.) I’m also concerned about the purported carcinogens of chemicals that are sometimes used in the decaffeination process.

And as for tea, well, it just doesn’t do it for me. I like the occasional cup, but it’s no substitute for a good cup of strong, black coffee.

So what to do? I know that coffee isn’t the devil, but addiction is, in my book. If you haven’t noticed, I’m really into freedom—not just political, but also freedom from fear and addiction. I’m also into optimal health, and caffeine doesn’t contribute to it.

Vegan fitness expert Brendan Brazier compares coffee drinking to credit cards—you’re “borrowing” energy, but you’ll eventually have to pay it back with your body. Drinking more coffee when your tired is like paying off one credit card with another. Note that he does drink the occasional cup of yerba mate tea, which has some caffeine, to enhance athletic performance. But I haven’t been able to moderate as such.

I would like to moderate the way I do with drinking. (Although I have a history of hard drinking, I am able to stop at one drink, and some days I don’t even drink at all.) But maybe, when it comes to coffee, I’m a true addict and need complete, AA-style abstinence. I’d like to think that I have more willpower than that, but we’ll see. In the meantime, I think I’ll re-read that Steve Pavlina article entitled “How to Give Up Coffee,” and then maybe I’ll have myself a cup.

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Exercise and travel

Sorry to say that my recent trip to Guatemala broke my blogging momentum, but proud to state that I’ve stayed on track with my workout routine.

While traveling, I didn’t get to exercise as much, but I made sure to do at least 20 minutes of yoga per day. I also did plenty of walking while sightseeing, and danced the night away at a family wedding. Still, I wish I had read this article about exercise while traveling before my departure.

Despite my lower level of physical activity, by the end of the trip my weight was at the lower end of my normal range. My guess is this resulted from normal portion sizes, and the fact that I wasn’t sitting at my desk all day snacking on Lara bars.

JPL Mt. Wilson weather link

Here’s another source for the weather at Mt. Wilson, compliments of Jet Propulsion Laboratory.

I was planning on wearing a tank with a light windbreaker on this morning’s hike, but since this page reports a chance of drizzle and highs in the 50’s, I think I’ll add an extra layer.

Exercise while sick

Well, I’ll be missing our weekly hike tomorrow in favor of extra rest. Although I think it’s fine to continue exercising if you’re mildly sick, I want to avoid the moderately difficult conditions of the snowy, uphill trek. Instead, I’ll take a yoga class. All that deep breathing and gentle but challenging movement will do me good, detoxify my body.

I miss hiking already, and want to keep up the habit. So in the meantime, I’ll browse some of my pics to keep my desire strong.

Immunity

Well I finally broke my 2-year streak of dodging the flu and the common cold, and I’m very curious as to why it happened.

I have not been particularly stressed lately, though I’m far from stress-free. Maybe it’s because I haven’t been consistent enough with my wellness routine of exercise, meditation, and eating well, but I’ve lapsed with that in the past without such a severe consequence. The most drastic change I can think of is my sudden abstinence from sugar and caffeine because I gave them up for Lent. Oh, and I did go jogging in the rain yesterday.

I’m guessing it’s some combination of the above-mentioned factors that left me vulnerable to this virus (and it is one doozy of a strain!). But I wish I knew which of these factors contributed the most toward compromising my immunity.

I’ll stop worry about it now, as my No. 1 priority is pampering myself into wellness. It’s time for some ginger tea, ambient music and a hot bath.

Adventures in Travel Expo

Today, after yoga, Ray and I will attend the Los Angeles Times Travel and Adventure Show. I’m not sure what to expect, besides what the flier mentioned — travel journalist speakers, contests, dive tank and a rock-climbing wall — but admission is free if you sign up through this link and use the promo code “NGFREE.”

I heard about it through this flier sent to National Geographic Adventure subscribers, because I’m on the sucker list for outdoorsy stuff. Now that I’ve registered for the expo, giving them my contact and other info, I’ll probably be placed on an even bigger sucker list.

But it’s true — I am a sucker for this sort of thing. Can you blame me?

Stupid knee pain, stupid me

I did something stupid yesterday. I went out in the cold, early morning and jogged to the Silver Lake Resevoir, jogged around the whole thing, and then hiked up some stairs along the way back. (All this after not having jogged for the past two weeks.)
I probably didn’t warm up properly, and I certainly didn’t cool down. I ran out of time to stretch, so I just hopped in the shower as soon as I returned and then it was all go-go-go from there.

Later on at work, while getting up from my desk, I felt a jolt of pain in my knee. It’s been bothering me ever since.

I’m a bit frustrated now that I’ll have to forego intense cardio for a while, especially since I’ve grown significantly fluffier since Christmas. There’s not much that I can do to speed the healing except relax and meditate. In the meantime I’ll work on upper-body strength and abs – because Lord knows I need that too!

Hiking recap

There wasn’t a whole lot of hiking to recap, actually, as the freezing weather caught us off-guard. (We’re southern Californians, meaning that we shiver when the air conditioning dips below 78.)

It’s still winter so I knew it would be cold, but snowing? Nah, that only happens in the movies. You have to drive at least an hour out of your way for anything frozen (as in Mt. Baldy).

Yet, as we drove up the road to Mt. Wilson, we noticed that the sound of raindrops softened and that the tiny water splats were now flakes.

Woo hoo! My first snowfall! Let me out the car so I can spin around and stare at the sky like that dorky lady from “The Sound of Music.”

But sadly, the fun ended quickly. For snow is a gorgeous, awe-inspiring motherfucker of a two-faced bitch. And without proper attire, it would have been retarded to stay for long — especially since Mike, in jeans and sans hat — was already feeling ill.

So we drove back down a bit to the Sweetzer Falls trail, whe re it was a bit warmer, as in above-freezing. We hiked for a bit, snapping many pics of the of the forest and stream. As often is the case while hiking, we met some friendly folks along the way. A woman with her daughter were walking their two Weimaraner dogs, and they chatted with us about various outdoorsy topics — skiing, snowboarding, cold tolerance and the like.

It was fun, although not much of a workout. We never actually warmed up, or got our cardio on, but hey — at least we got out there! The simple act of getting of your ass is half the battle. So, your workout doesn’t go as planned. Let’s take baby steps, because babies know how to have fun.

We are scheduling another hike for a date in the near future. And this time, we’ll be smart cookies by calling the ranger station and checking the weather.

Exercise-dependent

Lack of exercise is driving my batty. Ever since I began my new job, my workout frequency has dwindled to twice a week. So, at a time when my stress level is increasing, my main stress-management activity is decreasing. I must do something about this.

We’re going hiking today, and that should help. Exercise + fresh air + friends = 1 happy Melinda.

Thought distractions during yoga

After not exercising in almost a week, due to my new work schedule, I made sure to attend the Saturday morning yoga class at my gym. I feared that I wouldn’t make it through the entire 90-minutes, but told myself that I could always take a break if need be.

Turns out I did all right. It’s possible that the extra rest did me good. Also, I made every effort to be “in the moment,” as they say — connecting with my breath, noticing my thoughts and then bringing myself back into the present.

But as I did this, I became keenly aware of those little naggers that often pop up while I’m in the gym. They appear like tiny fruit flies, flit about for a bit, and then disappear. I can mostly ignore them, rarely giving them a second glance, but I’m starting to realize how they affect me.

  • Why didn’t I FORCE myself to workout this week?
  • I used to be skinny. Remember those pics from college?
  • That girl with the perfect body – looks like she was out dancing last night at Coyote Ugly – SHE can do the arm balance (advanced crow, in fact.)
  • When will I get that strong? How much longer now?
  • I ate too much crap this week.
  • If I had less fat, then supporting my weight would be easier.
  • I should weigh myself after class.

And on and on….

Honestly, I know that these silly thoughts don’t serve me. Nonetheless, they keep popping up, distracting me from my practice.

I’m not sure how to combat this problem (wish I could fumigate those uninvited little bastards.) But I know that suppressing these thought won’t work. So, for now, I’ll just keep observing.