May 2011 Continued…
The bathroom problems have decreased but I’ve had a lot of bloating and discomfort. I’ve been learning more about food combining and applying what I’ve learned so I think it’s beginning to help. After a few days the bloating went down. It’s easier to tell when I don’t really need any more food though–if my stomach is so full of fruit, I’m too uncomfortable to eat anymore so I don’t end up overeating even if I think I’m still hungry.
I had my body fat measured at the YMCA. RESULTS: I have a mass of 63.7lbs of skeletal muscle, which is in the normal range (good!). I have 10lbs of fat (8%). I’m guessing that’s good. It surprised me because I thought I had more fat than that on my body. The woman measuring me said that according to the results the BMI/computer thing, I should gain 20 pounds but “You probably don’t want to run with that added weight,” she said, laughing. I agree.
There was also this cool chart showing where my muscle mass was. On the left side of my upper body I have 6lbs, and 5.8lbs on the upper right side–its strange how those aren’t equal, but the lady measuring me said it was good that they were pretty close. Then the lower legs each have 18lbs of muscle mass. My core has 50lbs! Crazy!
By now most of my teammates seem to know that I am working towards a raw-food diet (they’ve seen my plates in the cafeteria and I’ve talked about it here and there. I try not to talk about it much at all though and just eat what I think is best). About a week after the Gina relays I came in to talk to Coach Woj about my raw food diet. I made sure to come in with my binder full of the notes that I’ve been taking to show him how much research I’ve put into this and that I feel like I know what I’m doing. I figured after having such a good race at Gina Relays that it’d be easier to convince him, too. What helped even more is that we did not expect me to do that well at the race after just recently being injured—and I’m sure raw food helps in the recovery process. I also told him I would not do anything that would be detrimental to running—if anything, I’m trying to do this diet to enhance my running. If it would ever get in the way of my performances, I would stop it immediately. At this point I just don’t think that would be the case though.
Woj seemed to support me and made me feel okay about doing this. I am so thankful! He was the one I felt nervous about telling.
Mom and I went to Karyn’s, a raw food restaurant in Chicago. It was delicious! They had seed “breadsticks” with coconut butter. Then my mom and I split the raw empanadas and “raw-violi.” It was delicious. The portions were small but filling because of all the fats and dehydrated foods. Because so much of it was dehydrated I felt parched again. And the wrong combinations of fats attacked my stomach later. Ah well, it was delicious, and better than cooked food at least.
There was a day when Dad made spaghetti and meat sauce at home. I ate asparagus and bell pepper for dinner while my family ate the spaghetti and meat sauce. I’ll admit I would have liked to eat spaghetti and meat sauce too, but I have to get through detox and learn to cooperate without the cooked food.
Unfortunately an hour later the cooked food sounded delicious. I had a little to feel satisfied after my parents and grandma left the house. I needed a little to stop thinking about it. I had some almond milk afterwards as well, which tastes amazing! Unfortunately it’s not raw because it’s from the store and has other weird ingredients in it. I’ll have to make some of my own sometime this summer.
I ate bad food over the weekend. My mom and I went to a Riverbank Run party where there was pizza. I was so full from the green smoothies I made at home before the party but just the idea that there was pizza available and that it was something I “couldn’t” eat made me want it more. I swear I didn’t even really want to have it and Dave even gave me some fruit to eat but I still “had” to have the pizza. I don’t understand it. I had a slice and a half but I felt self-conscious about eating it and once I had the first one I wanted more and more. Eventually I ate three chocolate-chip cookies, too at another party.
My stomach didn’t like that later, especially after I ran two more miles that night to try to make up for what I ate. I felt crappy, my stomach was churning, and I had lots of gas.
After the way I felt that night, I feel like it’d be hard to eat like that again. I hate feeling gross and uncomfortable.
I do not advocate nor do I completely dismiss the raw food diet but I do encourage you to stay with me through these past journal entries (please note the date) until the end to decide for yourself what you think would be best for you as pertaining to diet if you feel the need to change in any way. Please understand that I went into the raw food diet with some wrong intentions. Learn from my mistakes before making your own.