Jawboned: Why I’m Giving Up My Up Move

For the past 2 years, I have been dutifully tracking my steps with a Jawbone tracker, first the UP24 and then UP Move.

As much as I liked my Jawbone, I had a lot of technical issues with it: within a few months, the mode button fell off so Jawbone sent me a new tracker. A few months after that, while clipping the end cap on, something happened and it was no longer staying on. Jawbone sent over a new end cap. Then a few months after that, the mode button fell off my replacement tracker but since they were transitioning away from the UP24, I was given a credit towards the purchase of a new tracker. I picked the UP Move and was really happy with it until the hook closure on the strap broke over the weekend. Sigh.

The quality of the trackers has not lived up to my expectations, especially considering the price. For something I wear EVERYDAY, I expected the equipment to be more durable. Seeing how it wasn’t, I had to decide if it was worth investing more money in a new strap just for this to happen again (based on historical data, the likelihood of it happening again was very high).

In the end, I decided to quit Jawbone and step tracking completely.

I loved seeing how many steps I took (I killed my goals while on vacation in Las Vegas and Hawaii and on travel days to Michigan) and how many hours I actually slept. I dutifully logged every workout and nap but then I started obsessing over it; going as far as to wandering around the house just to get those last few steps to reach my goal and, because I wore it on my wrist, I made sure to have it free so I could swing it while walking to get my steps counted.

Don’t get me started on those days when I knew I would have reached my goal but somehow came short. All those wasted steps!

And we’ve found the crux: the fitness tracker is supposed to encourage me to get active but I was acting as if my activity didn’t count if it wasn’t counted. That’s a huge disconnect.

After deciding to ditch the trackers, I feel more relaxed. Sure I don’t know how many steps I’ve taken or how many hours of deep sleep I got last night, but I also don’t worry about it either. The pressure to care and not care about my step counts is gone. Plus, I can wear my bracelets now! Life is better without the tracker.

I don’t need technology to validate me.



Don’t call it a diet

Last November I embarked on an effort to get healthier. I had gained a lot of weight and wasn’t happy with that. So my plan was to go back to the gym and start cooking more and rely less on processed foods in an attempt to get my eating under control.

I started and it kind of fell off in December (the cooking; the gym thing held on). For the most part, I’ve been hitting my twice a week goal. There were some weeks where I only went once or didn’t go at all but for the most part, I’d make it to the gym. Now that Daylight Savings is here and it’s still light after work, I’m hoping to add a day of running during the week which is important since race season is upon us.

So I’ve been working out, eating more healthily, and planning my meals. I’m trying to snack on fruit more often and even reduced the amount of sugar I consume by simply changing my tea cup (I switched out my 16 ounce cup for a 10 ounce cup) and enacting a one-cup maximum per day. Before, I had been drinking upwards of 2 cups a day, which was technically 4 cups. So it’s like I cut out 3 cups of tea per day. Isn’t math fun? One of my newest obsessions has been steel cut oats. The best thing is you can make a big pot on Sunday and eat them all week long. And the even better part is you can make a big pot in your slow cooker (I have one of those now. Best thing ever!).

So far my efforts have been working. I’ve really cut down on the amount of processed meals I’ve been eating and I feel much better. Combined with the workouts, I’m feeling pretty unstoppable. I’m down 11 lbs so far (and even kept off some of the weight I lost during my church’s annual fast at the beginning of the year) and I’m about 8 pounds away from my goal weight.

There has been some happy changes to my routine so it’s been a little bit of a struggle to maintain my gym nights but I’m encouraged that I’ll be able to keep things up. I like the small changes I’ve made and after almost 5 months, they’re still in tact. I look forward to my gym nights and while trying to figure out what to cook everyday is pretty hard, I enjoy cooking (though I still have my occasional bowl of cereal for dinner).

I’ve made a lot of small changes but do feel this way is more sustainable. I’m optimistic that I’ll be able to lose those last few pounds but mostly I’m excited that I’m on the road to a much healthier lifestyle.

I ran a Half Marathon; I do what I want.

You guys: I did it. I survived the Healdsburg Wine Country Half Marathon. And when I say ‘survived,’ I really, really mean SURVIVED because it was a battle of wills.

As I said before, I didn’t really train as much as I should have. This wasn’t the distance where I could mess around and expect to do well like I did for my last 5k, but yet I allowed myself to be talked out of running at every turn. That was a huge mistake. I was arrogant and stupid and grossly overestimated my ability to run 13.1 miles for the first time ever.

I was a bundle of nerves but ready or not, I was going to run. The race started fairly well. My whole plan was to alternate between running and walking (this helped to inflate my ego and confidence in my ability to finish this race without much issue. I’m trying not to smirk as I write this.) and because I’m a genius, I didn’t have anything to actually time myself to make sure I stayed on a 2 min run/1 min walk pace. I ended up running until I needed to walk, which worked for a while but I ended up running out of steam a lot sooner than I probably would have had I regulated myself.

I started touching the mile markers at 7 miles because I had never ran that far before and it seemed appropriate. Things were going well until around the 9 mile mark and then I hit the wall at mile 10. I could barely convince myself to move and ended up walking most of the last 3 miles, which was kind of disappointing. I thought about quitting several times during the race but when I touched that 13 mile marker I was proud that I kept going through the sore muscles, blistered toes, and a slightly wounded ego.

I did end up running across the finish line (even though the pictures make it look like I just walked) and my final time was 3:10:31. While I hoped to finish under 3 hours, I’m happy to have finished at all. Sure I could barely move and had to shuffle but I conquered 13.1 miles and had the medal to prove it.

I wore that medal all day. Looked great while shopping for snacks at the gas station on my drive home.

I wore that medal all day. Looked great while shopping for snacks at the gas station on my drive home.

Would I do this again? Abso-freaking-lutely! I’m already looking for my next half and I’m sure I’ll sign up for the Healdsburg race again next year. Would I do a full marathon? Right now I say no knowing full well that I could change my mind later on (remember when I said I wasn’t going back to school?). Let’s just say I’m keeping my options open.

I can do that. I ran a half marathon.

Running on Asphalt: Weeks 13 and 14.11

Week 13

I was forced to take this week off due to health reasons. I was getting over a sore throat that decided to get weird [seriously, a sore and visibly swollen throat but with no signs of strep throat or a fever even though I was hot to the touch – even my doctor was bewildered] so my mom suggested that I not risk things and relax. It was a tough week to stay inside since it was absolutely beautiful and would have made for some good running weather.

Week 14

This week was a bit of a struggle since I hadn’t run in over a week so I knew I would have to ease back into my routine. Even though I had mentally prepared myself for a tough return, I was still disappointed that my mileage was way off. It’s not like I could have expected to come back and instantly run 4 miles after not running for a full week but it still burned the ego since I was so excited and ready to get back out on the pavement. I did improve with each workout so that was helpful. Hopefully when I get back on the road this week I’ll be closer to 4 miles again.

Day 1

Distance: 3.21 mi
Time: 35:03 mins
Notes: I had to stop to walk at 1.76 miles and it was a S.T.R.U.G.G.L.E. just to get there. While I felt excited to get out and run, my body felt so heavy and sluggish.

Day 2

Distance: 3.13 mi
Time: 33:55 mins
Notes: I was able to push myself to hit 2.41 miles before stopping to walk. This run was a test of mental strength as I was hit with some massive side stitches midway through. After some prayer while on the go, I was able to keep skipping along.

Week 14 totals:

Total distance:
Total time:
Weight: I haven’t weighed myself in two weeks because I’ve had some conflicts. How can one have weigh-in conflicts? Last week I was out of town at a ministry event and this weekend I didn’t have time to check before heading out to play paintball…which I WILL be recapping this week.

I also signed up for two more races for the summer: a 5k trail race at the end of the month [my first trail run ever!] and a 10k in August. Yes, you read that right. a 10k. That’s 6.2 miles. Honestly I’m a little nervous about it because I figured that I would be able to run a 10k by the end of the year so moving it up to August was a bit of a push. I know I can do this, seeing how I broke the 4-mile mark about a month earlier than I had estimated so I’m sure it’ll be the same here. If I can run consistently.

If all else fails, I’ll just blame Pat for convincing me I could do this.

Don’t count on it

For the past month or so I have been working hard on watching what I eat and decided to use the LoseIt app to help count calories. My main issue has always been portion control; my servings were, without a doubt, bigger than the suggested servings. It was silly of me to think that what I assumed was one serving was actually one serving. Half a pizza does not count as one serving.

Sorry self, even your math isn’t THAT fuzzy

Counting calories helped me to begin to gain a better idea of how serving sizes actually work. I did take the extra step of measuring my food to make sure I was calculating my calories correctly. Plus, watching the effects of exercise on the amount I can eat was really gratifying. It was like I earned an extra meal! The most encouraging thing was knowing that I could still fit in the occasional snack of milk and cookies or ice cream or splurge on a burger and fries but still remain within my daily caloric allowance. It was dieting without the dieing part.

I did find it hard to calculate calories when using a recipe that didn’t already list the calories [though I did find some nifty recipe calorie counting apps to help] and it was incredibly hard to figure out the calories in food I didn’t prepare, whether it was from restaurants that weren’t already included in the list on the LoseIt app or available online of from when my mom would cook. Half the time I wouldn’t know what went into a dish or the amounts she used and had to guestimate. Because really? How many calories are in the red bean buns without the red beans? Or kimchee fried rice? Do you see my conundrum?

Another issue I faced was the demotivating affect of watching what you eat without experiencing any weight loss. Before I was diligently watching what I ate, it was a little disheartening to not experience a weight loss [and worse, a gain] but I couldn’t really say I was eating well. Now that I was more aware of how much I putting into my body and working out, maintaining the same weight week after week was not fun and quite frustrating. I did end up dropping a few extra pounds but that was when I had my sore throat and couldn’t really be bothered to eat anything anyway.

Taking all these feelings into account, I’m contemplating stopping actively counting my calories. I will still look at the caloric information for everything I eat and do my best to maintain some semblance of moderation, but I’m not planning on cataloging my calories anymore. Instead I’m just going to try to make more of an effort to eat more smaller meals throughout the day, which I suspect was part of the problem during my calorie journaling. Hopefully I can eat something every few hours without starving myself, which is a good way to keep your metabolism humming along and stop your body from going into starvation mode and hording any nutrition it can get. I just need to get smarter about what I eat.

We’ll see what happens. Hopefully this works and is something that I can stick with and integrate into my current lifestyle.