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Sunday, September 29, 2013

Bike Seats Are Torture Devices, 40.7km's In A Single Ride!



This weekend Mr JDF and son have gone camping for the weekend. So it's just my daughter and I. On Friday night I asked her if she'd like to go for a ride to Currumbin early Saturday morning. She said yes! Woo hoo! Big ride ahead...

I woke at 4am on Saturday and thought I'd cancel. Afterall, I hadn't gotten to bed until after midnight and was feeling a little fatigued. While I lay there hoping that shut eye would reappear, I did some online browsing and came across this little ispirational pic:



As soon as I read it I thought 'Yes!' I realised that if I didn't ride, I'd be disappointed with myself later in the day which can lead to all sorts of negativity. I thought I'd see how we went and so a few hours later, Cat (daughter) and I, were off! We left home at around 7.30 am and arrived at our destination at around 9am. Awesome! We spent a little time, about 20 minutes at the beach where my daughter decided to climb the rock. She's been climbing it for years and loves it. However she went to the beach with some friends awhile ago, and they were all too scared to climb it. Weird!


When we left, we took a more direct route home stopping at the local fruit shop on the way home for some oranges and some of these coconut date things:


I ate 5 of those suckers. I was out of energy by the time we reached the fruit shop and only around 10-15 minutes from home, but I had a few hills and wasn't sure I could make it. A few minutes after eating the datey-coconutty things, I was off again! We got home and I managed to do a whole bunch of housework on top of everything else.

The only downer to my ride was the pain inflicted on my lady bits. This thing is an instrument of torture:
I'd go as far as to say that at a guess, this bike seat was designed by a woman-hating man who had an abusive mother who wants any woman who rides to feel like they got kicked in the vag. Literally, by the time I got home, skin had been removed. Like the poor thing had been scoured with steel wool. Thank goodness for Coconut Magic's wonderful oil. I've been applying that to the grazed area and it's helping immensely. I'm going to invest in a new bike seat, and a pair of riding pants with no seam on the crotch. It's either that or let the 'delicate area' get tough skin like an elephants knee or an old person's heel. Yetch! Nobody wants that! That being said, I'd rather have a bike with a torture seat than a bike with no seat at all.

I'm extremely happy with myself. This ride covered 40.7kms which is around 18kms more than my previous longest ride and it was just a few short months ago that I'd ride to work (around 7kms) and arrive a sweaty, puffed out mess. Progress is made! Exciting!

Some more pics for you because I like sharing photos:
Cat & I
Got the bikes locked up nicely. Cat's almost as tall as I am now, she needs a bigger bike.
$0 per litre
 Shame the view is so ugly. Fancy riding all the way for that!
The fate of the oranges. Was very refreshing!

Worth coming home to. I love my Patchy cat!

Got comments? Questions? Please leave them below. I love it when I come online and there's feedback on my blog! Have a great day! <3 Jen







Friday, September 27, 2013

Workout Zits... Annoying Little Buggers



Have you ever started an exercise after a long period of very little or no exercise only to have a mass breakout later? Or after changing from a bad food diet to a great food diet? I have. Many times! It's called detox people, learn to love it as I haven't.

When I was in my 20's I went 'healthy'. For me, this meant that the majority of my foods were cooked at home except for Wednesdays when I could eat whatever I liked. I kid you not, within a week I had the worst acne ever. After three weeks I complained vehemently to a friend who explained it was just bad stuff coming out of my skin. No one knew the word 'detox' then.

With exercise this happens because the exercise gets everything moving. It's helps us get more oxygen in, our blood pumps through the body faster and our lymph system gets a clean out. With the skin being one of the bodies major elimination organs, you can bet your bottom dollar that it's going to show up somewhere. The stuff that comes out of my skin appears on my neck usually, but when I exercise, I also get pimples on my chin and forehead.

I'm in my forties and yes I feel a little ripped off about this. I know it's a good thing, better out than in right? But seriously, if I'm doing good I wanna be looking good. I always thought that only teenagers and drug addicts had pimply skin. Not healthy women in their fourth decade of living! Grrrr... what to do about this?

In the past I've actually reverted to my old eating habits or ceased to exercise to clean my skin up! I never said I was smart. A lot of other people say that I am, but I think the previous sentence proves that I'm right, they're wrong. Ha!

This time though, I'm going to keep going. I'll be washing my skin more just in case, and being careful in the sun etc, but I'm getting this stuff out. It's not as bad as they used to be way back when I drank alcohol daily and junk food almost daily. Back then the acne presented as minature mountains of pain on the side of my neck. The zitters I have now are mostly tiny but very red, and they sting! But they are better than the others that I used to get that were similar to boils. Better out than in, better out than in, better out than in. This too shall pass dammit! And I'll be all healthy and glowing and people will stop me in the streets to oooh and aaaah at my gorgeous dewy epidermis.

I plan for my skin to be a glorious glowing fleshscape that my own kids will be jealous of! Hehe.

So yes I'm a 40 year old zitter head, but who cares! Where would that stuff go if it wasn't coming out? Perhaps the body would have to make a 'bin' for it (tumour anyone?).


Wednesday, September 18, 2013

43.2kms!!!



Woo hoo! 43.2kms this week! So far. My goal was 50kms this week so I'm on track!

Not a huge post but I'm so happy with myself, and that's such a rare thing! 

 xxx




Saturday, September 14, 2013

First 20km ride done. Yay ME!



So this morning Mr JDF and I hit the road on our deadly treadlies (80's Aussie kids anyone?) and set out for a ride. You can see where we went on Strava by looking up Jen Does Fitness but basically we went from our home in Robina, through the back streets to Burleigh, then along the beach as much as possible until we reached Miami, then home again. Once we were near home we realised we were near the magic 20km mark so we kept going until we got there and apparently, according to Strava, I did 21kms! So proud of myself. It was just a few short months ago, a 7km ride felt like I was dying. I would come inside and collapse and nearly vomit.

Today, I managed to come inside, stretch for a few minutes and do a blog post all while drinking a litre of yummy pineapple, watermelon and orange juice. Carbs!

While it was overcast it was a lovely day. We stopped to take a photo and whaddya know, some lovely lady took a photo of the pair of us.

Dawwwwww... aren't we gorgeous! Actually, the beach is more gorgeous. If you're murmuring to yourself "they're ruining the view" that's perfectly understandable.

There was hardly anyone on the beach at all. A beautiful time to go. If you're ever on the Gold Coast, hit the beach around 6.30-7am. There's plenty of sand, and the water is beautiful.

We have a lot of fun riding together. Much more so than sitting in a restaurant... as you can see here:

After viewing that pic, we laughed so hard we couldn't ride for a few minutes. Laughter is important. We've been together for 17 years so we need to be able to laugh together.
There was a lot of people on the footpath or road beside the beach however. Many who looked like they'd been fit for a long long time, but also many who were obviously struggling. A few obese people dripping with sweat and huffing and puffing and you know, they were so inspiring to me. I envy the people who seem to do it easy, though I don't begrudge them. That's a lot of hard work, but I want to keep going when I see others like myself who are just starting.

I was starting to tire as we got home but I wasn't feeling like I was going to die like I did when I first started writing here. I probably could have gone another 10km's but I'm not supposed to be pushing myself hard because of the possible compartment syndrome dammit so I'll have a massage this week and see how I go. I raised an all over body sweat and felt my heart rate soar so I did my body some good today.

I felt so happy with my achievement when I got home as you can see here:
I like that photo because it makes my boobs look awesome. Must wear that shirt more often!
 

Now it's time to shower, and get on with the rest of the day!





Friday, September 13, 2013

10 Tips On Getting Your Sedentary Kid Moving



This post is for people who have kids who are a little older (around the ages of 8-12) and afraid of getting out there and moving. This sadly happened to us. We were so busy building our business that we didn't do a lot with our kids. They would have friends over, or go to friends houses, but they didn't show a lot of interest in team sports and we didn't push it.

My daughter found her own way and got into mountain bike riding with my husband in a minor way and now likes to play basketball, but I was horrified when I found myself with an 11 year old son who was afraid of riding his bike and no-one to blame but myself. All he wanted to do was sit on his play station, or XBox, or iPad etc etc. He didn't want to talk to anyone and if he wasn't allowed to be on screens he'd just go to bed and stare at the wall. This is not normal childhood behaviour! This is not a good thing. On top of this he was as moody as hell, becoming anti-social at school and we had several other issues. This article freaked me out a bit and I saw the wisdom in it particularly this section:
Have you ever heard of a school shooter who’s hobbies are kayaking, rock climbing, and fly-fishing? If that seems absurd – and it does seem absurd to me – we might be onto something.  I don’t think that those hobbies can create a school shooter. There’s just something abut the natural world that defuses anger.
A few months later my son is loving getting out on the bike, or going kayaking, and wanting to learn tennis and join soccer next year. Awesome!

If you're looking for advice on how to get your mini couch potato out and about, here's a list of things we did and that you can do too...

(Most of the personal examples I give here are about cycling as that's what I do most with my son. We also go kayaking but it's mostly cycling. You can tailor what you do with your kiddies to your own style.

1. Introduce exercise slowly. We made the mistake of taking our son on what we thought was an easy ride. And it was easy for us simply because it was flat and there were no people around. We had overestimated our son's comfort levels on the bike though and returned to our car, with our bikes a very non-harmonious and upset group. When I spoke to my son about it he said that he was terrified of riding on a non sealed surface and that the mozzies biting him (we were alongside a body of water and the mosquitoes must have taken psychopathic pills that day because they were nasty). Also, we were out for a long time and he had trouble keeping up with us even though we thought we were going slow, and he could tell we were upset. We were upset, but with ourselves, not with our son who was doing his best. Once I explained that to him, and explained that we were learning too he was better. :)

So I spoke to Mr JDF and we decided that the next ride would be no longer than 10 minutes, on a sealed surface with no one else around if possible and the focus to be totally on his enjoyment of the ride. We did that. The first ride was just 25 minutes long but my son arrived home happy and talked about it for weeks. The best part for him was that there was puddles and after cautiously checking they weren't overly deep he happily rode over them for ages.

Gradually we've built up the time frame so that our rides are in excess of an hour and he's enjoying the challenge of hills and distance now. It took a few months but we got there.

2. Be honest. Some of us are afraid to tell our kids why we're doing things. I'm not really sure why this is but I do get the best results out of my kids when I tell them exactly what is going on in my head and things are good for them. 

In this instance I pulled my son aside and told him I was worried that he wouldn't have any fun as a teenager when all of his friends were riding around and enjoying their freedom and he wouldn't be able to join in even if he wanted to. I shared that I was worried about how unhappy he was and that it was too early to be hormones and that our bodies like to move. That movement brings about a happiness that cannot be found sitting in front of a screen. I articulated quite a few worries that I had and he agreed with a few of them. He agreed to get out and about with us quite readily after we talked at length about the benefits of exercise and the lack of benefits in a sedentary lifestyle.

I also pointed out that if he didn't start to get out of the house, then to restore the natural balance of life I'd be forced to sell the PS2, the XBox and the iPad and he'd be forced to think of other things to do then. I did this last bit in a humourous way so he could laugh at it, but he knew I would do that if things didn't improve. The idea is not to instill fear, but to bring about feelings of anticipation.

3. Get out there with them. If your child is sitting around the house getting fat and lazy, then you as a parent are responsible. This is your issue too. This is not a blame game, but it's about taking responsibility. I had to do it, and it was not a great realisation that I was failing my son this way but it was true.

The added bonus of getting out there with your child is that you too will feel the benefits of exercise. I noticed that many of my childhood skinny friends blimped out when they/we got jobs, could afford junk food and got licences. Get fit with your kid! As they see your health and fitness improve, it will inspire them too.

4. Remember, this exercise session is about them, not your good self. When you're going out with your kids during this time, remember that you're going out for their enjoyment, not your own. It can be frustrating when you get on your bike, or head out the door for a run, to find that you are only going out for half an hour. Or less! Or to have to go slow when you want to go fast...

However you want your child to be smiling when they get home. That should be one of your goals for the end of the exercise. If they arrive home unhappy and are uninjured, then you have done something wrong. You need to suck that up cupcake, realise we all make mistakes and work on how you can make your next time out more fun.

5. Keep it simple. Remember, they're kids. They should be having fun, not worrying about heart rate monitors, times etc etc. If you have a child that loves to exercise and is doing competition that's different and not what I'm yabbering about here. As I said, this is for kids who are afraid of getting out and about. If you want to measure and keep track of your fitness, do that on your own time, when it's about you. Simplify, simplify.

6. That being said, it is good to push them a little bit. When my son says "I need to have a rest" and starts to slow his bike, or kayak to shore, I always encourage him to do just a bit more. I'll suggest we 'ride to the next set of lights/shopping centre/intersection and then we'll stop for a bit ok?'. Usually they can go a bit further than they think they can, and if you can gently push them just that bit further, without being an ass about it, you'll help them realise this. You don't need to stop too long. My son and I have a rule that he helped me set that we don't stop for more than 5 minutes because we 'don't want our muscles to cool down'. LOL. Whatever works!

But a sedentary kid will want to rest often and that's their comfort zone. Sitting and playing games, or whatever... it's safe. It's often scary for them to be moving. So have rests if need be, but try to keep them short so you don't get annoyed and impatient and also so they realise that a short rest is all that's needed and it will surprise them.

7. Give encouragement. If possible, keep your language positive at all times when riding. You might not be used to doing this, it may feel like unnatural hippy shit, but it really works with kids. I congratulate my son on everything from standing up on the pedals to go uphill, to trying a harder gear, to laughing while riding and more. Every little bit of praise will help to instill a positive feeling about the activity at hand.

If they stack their bike and get up with blood on their knees and hands, check to make sure the injuries are superficial, dry tears if need be and then "dude! You kept all the skin on your face. You must be some kinda falling down super hero!". It's corny but they'll get a giggle out of it. Or at least they'll be thinking about what an idiot you are and not so focused on the slight injuries.

If they have bones poking out, disregard this and call an ambulance.

8. Give them some choices. Allowing kids to make their own choices gives them a sense of power and confidence. And as a parent, you get to enjoy that process! When they make wrong choices it gives valuable life experience and making right choices increases confidence. For example, I'll say to my son, today I have to go to the shops, to visit a friend and also to work. I'm going to ride to one and I'd like you to come with me. Which one do you want to ride to? If he doesn't pick the shortest one, he gets rewarded with a big smile and I make a HUGE deal out of his positive choice at the family dinner. This also encourages his sister to make great choices. ;)

You can also give them the opportunity to say no to exercise from time to time. For example, I often say to my son "I'm going to ride to the XXX, would you like to come?". A lot of the time he says no, but he won't say no all of the time because he feels mean so he comes along every now and then which is his own choice, he enjoys it and we have a ball! Giving your kids the choice gives them a sense of their own power and helps build confidence.

9. Gear matters. I remember being about 11 and getting a feck bollocky Stack Hat for my birthday. Ohmygoshcanyabelieveit? (That moment when you get to school that day and your friends are all "So what did your parents get you for your birthday". So I said a puppy so they'd be jealous, and then a week later told them it died and got sympathy. From an 11 year old's point of view that was a grand old WIN! But I digress...) Point is, I didn't ride my bike again until I was 16 and moved in with a family who said I could ride without on. That was before helmets became something that everyone wore.

When I talked to my son about riding, he said he didn't like his bike. So I spoke to hubby, and we said we'd get him a new bike of his choice. I reasoned that I'd rather spend a shit tonne of money and get him the gear at his age and him enjoy using it than spend that money on therapy later one. So we took him to the bike store, got him a $500 bike and also spent some extra $$$ getting some custom handles put on it and stuff. He LOVES it. Absolutely loves it. His sister took him out a lot in the first few weeks and gave him lots of tips too until she hit some kind of invisible teen level, got popular and we don't see her anymore! Her taking him out really helped a lot because she is cool and he wants to be cool. So involve siblings if that is an option.

Our daughter recently told me she is embarrassed about her helmet which was so cool when she was 8 but now that she's 13... not so much. So next weekend I'm taking both of the kids to the sports store to get them helmets. They're both thrilled and really looking forward to getting helmets.

So if you can afford it, just do it. Get your kid the running shoes, soccer gear, rock climbing stuff, that they will be proud to be seen in! And if 'can't afford it' but you can afford your ciggies, gambling, wine, coffee or tattoo addictions, then prioritise and give one of them up for a bit. You can always start again when your kids are independent. I couldn't believe it recently when someone told me they couldn't afford to get their daughter a bike but went and spent $1,200 on a tattoo a couple of weeks later on her credit card. My poor flabber was gasted. I have venomous feelings about that so will just shut it for now but really??? Where is that kid on her mum's priority scale? Shut UP Jen...

10. Reward your kid/s with things they love. Not what you love, what they love. My daughter lives close enough to her school to ride but has been insistent on taking the bus which is $20 per fortnight. When I investigated why she was so against riding to school it turned out she was worried about helmet hair and her heavy bag. I remember  being 13. Appearance means a lot at that age. So I bought her a 'really cool' travel size hair straightener that she can use at school and also offered to give her half of the money we'll be saving in bus fees. Sold! Guess who now rides the 6km's to school and back four days a week now? Bonus!

Unfortunately my son couldn't give a toss about his hair. Just getting him to brush it is miracle enough, so he gets rewarded with this specific brand of mints which he loves. Frankly I'd rather have a bubble bath with Tony Abott than give my son those things but it's important that he go out and move and so I've compromised. They don't cost a lot, and he takes them to school and shares them with his friends so he's not eating them all.

My son is also allowed on his precious PS2 or Xbox (whatever!), after a ride. He must put away his bike, have a drink and a snack and then he can go on there. The longer the ride, the more screen time. Balance....

So that's basically it, baby steps, reward much, get the right gear, encourage, listen, make it fun.

Soon you should have a kid that enjoys getting out and about.

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Thursday, September 5, 2013

Perspective on Compartment Syndrome.



A bit of background is called for here, I've known my massage therapist since I was sixteen. I used to babysit his kiddies when he and his wife (one of my very best friends) went out on the town. The oldest 'kiddie' is now almost finished studying to become a doctor and the youngest is in the airforce. So you can see that I've known him a long long time. We've pulled each other legs and joked around a lot over the years.

However that doesn't mean that I share everything with him. When I was on the table I had my game face on, was acting happy. I'm scary good at looking happy when I'm not so when he told me I had compartment syndrome with a total poker face, he wasn't to know that underneath it all I was having a sad sad day. And I was so sad on the inside that I didn't pick up the signals that he was probably pulling my leg.

So when I googled compartment syndrome later that night, then panicked about it, emailed him and shared my panic, then didn't look at my personal emails or turn on my phone for a couple of days, I was an idiot! I had a look at both yesterday and there's an abject apology on one and a 'read your email' on the other.

Basically he thinks I might have it but he's not sure. That goes along with what I read online. There is a test you can do to give a better certainty, but it involves inserting needles into the muscle and then running on a treadmill. The idea is enough to give me nightmares. Yech.

Anyway, after reading his email, I couldn't work out whether he was backing off because I was so frightened and he wanted to talk to me in person, or if he was outright pulling my leg or what. So I waited until his wife got back from 'Away' and she got it sorted. So I might have compartment syndrome, if I do, it's minor and with rest, and deep massage, I should be able to get back on the bike sooner rather than later. Phew!

The muscles are still sore so no bike riding yet though I'm champing at the bit to get out there. My entire lower left leg is an ugly shade of yellow and my bone is still bumpy but apart from that I'm healing well from the accident. Good!

I have a big blog post in the works for you though that is excellent if I do say so myself. It's straight from the heart, has purpose, is helpful and passionate. Look forward to that!

xxx

Monday, September 2, 2013

F#%king Compartment Syndrome



So I had my massage the other day. It was great! Though it looks like I have Compartment Syndrome. I wasn't too worried about that until about 10 hours later when I finally got access to my pc and Dr Google. Then I freaked right on out. Here's some of what hit me right after doing the search:

  • Life-threatening
  • Loss of limb
  • No exercise
  • Can lead to muscle damage
  • Can lead to nerve damage

and more. Delightful! I went from very happy, to "f@%k everything. I just want to die" in 30 seconds flat. Total victim mentality. I managed to get my head out off my victimised ass in around an hour which is pretty good for me. I had to give myself a reality check and remind myself of all the other things I read such as:

Can often be cured with a lot of rest and deep tissue massage.

And this also jumped out at me from this page:
"The success rate of treatment for patients with anterior compartment syndrome is largely dictated by patient compliance. One of the key components of treatment is that the patient rests sufficiently from ANY activity that increases their pain until they are symptom free. Once pain free, a gradual return to activity is indicated provided there is no increase in symptoms.
 Ignoring symptoms or adopting a 'no pain, no gain' attitude is likely to lead to the problem becoming chronic."
Waaaaaaaaaah! I didn't want to read this. As someone who has successfully been keeping severe depression at by with my bike recently, this was the last thing I wanted to hear. I can't ride, and the cure is largely down to me. I already feel over-responsibility-ised. I'm trying to flip that Waaaaah into, "ok, this is down to me, this gives me an element of control. I can do this. Control I am good at. Just ask the kids when I forget!"

I've started taking large amounts of MSM which is a naturally occurring sulfur that is mostly absent from our diet these days and is great for helping connective tissue heal, repair and become more flexibile.

I've also stopped riding. I can't even look at my bike it hurts so much not to ride. But the front of my legs still feel like their on fire.

The whole thing is, that I've had this pain on and off for years. It's happened whenever I've instigated a fitness regime. Here's some examples:

Brisk walking
Running (once, the other time sore knees was the culprit)
HIIT such as found this channel
Rebounding
Skipping

Every time, this shin pain kicks in and I stop. So now, I'm worried I've done it so often that it might be chronic. I'm trying to tell myself that others have had depresison and gotten over it without exercise, but it helped me so much that I'm not really inclined to listen to that train of thought.

Whinge whine.. waaaaaah!