Thursday, March 27, 2008

Racism or overreaction?

So, there's a Vogue cover with LeBron James and Giselle Bundchen, and apparently it has caused quite the stir. Before I read the article, I looked at the picture for a couple of minutes and tried to figure out what the issue was. And, I admit that I couldn't figure out what would be so offensive. It's a picture of a powerful basketball player who looks like he's ready to dribble down the court or prepare for a slam dunk, and a supermodel who is actually smiling instead of pulling off some contorted pose and face. So, I was kind of stumped. The subject they were posing for was "Shape Issue: Secrets of the Best Bodies." Well, LeBron and Giselle certainly are in shape.

I then read the article and figured out that even the author of the article, Jason Whitlock, isn't sure whether he should actually be offended. So, what is the issue?
"According to the allegations, King James looks like King Kong clutching Fay Wray on the latest cover of Vogue, and the image, according to potential handbook writers, 'conjures up this idea of a dangerous black man.'"


I looked back at the picture again, and I guess I kind of get the King Kong reference, but wasn't Fay Wray screaming her lungs out and not smiling like Giselle? I guess I kind of thought more of a reference of LeBron as someone who is taking the basketball world by storm. I didn't get the "dangerous black man" reference. It seems a bit of an overreaction to me, but perhaps not.

The thing I appreciated about Whitlock's article is that he goes on to talk about how there should be a handbook explaining exactly when people should and shouldn't be offended, because the lines are blurring. For instance, if something is for a predominately white audience, the black community should be offended, as in this case of the Vogue cover. However, if something is for a predominately black audience, the black community should not be offended, as in the case of Tyler Perry's latest film. In other words, stereotypes are OK to carry on as long as they were perpetuated by the black community.

Whitlock points out that this is confusing, and thus there should be some official source like a handbook that can tell you exactly when you should be ticked off about something. He makes a good point. It is getting increasingly confusing to see where people are crossing the line.

Take the N-word for instance. Recently there was a lot of controversy about rap and hip hop artists using the word in their lyrics. I remember when J. Lo said the N-word in one of her songs, and there was a huge uproar because she is Latino. So, despite the fact that her peers in the industry are spouting the word out at every chance they get, she cannot use it. It's an ugly word, to be sure, but I didn't realize that your heritage alone was what gave you the right (or lack thereof) to use it.

This word turned out to bother Dave Chappelle, too. I saw an interview after he left his enormously popular show on Comedy Central a few years ago, and said that it freaked him out when white people would come up and tell him how much they loved such-and-such skit, reciting lines that included the N-word. He took a step back and thought about what was going on. I'll be honest. I loved Chappelle's show, and I have the DVDs. I still love his skits and standup comedy. And when other friends would get into the show, and we'd be talking about some of the skits, we said the N-word for sure - not because it's a word we'd use, but because it's the word that Chappelle used. For example, one of his skits was about a white family called the "N***** Family". And one of the first skits I saw had him running around as a black man who was part of the KKK. Just imagine the dialog in that episode.

The thing was that Chappelle was brilliant in this regard. Some of the best comedy comes from pointing out absurdity, even if that absurdity cuts like a knife the way that race relations in America do. Think of Richard Pryor or Eddie Murphy. Chappelle was like that for our generation. And his stereotypes of white people were just that - stereotypes. I never took offense to his portrayal of white people because in most cases it was an exagerated view of white culture just the way that his portrayal of black people was an exagerated view of black culture. It's the extremes that make it funny, but not necessarily the truth.

In some ways, the N-word controversy is similar to the way that I feel about women using terms like bitch or c*** to talk to describe their friends - in a positive way (if there is such a thing). But watch out if someone (especially a man) actually used those words in the negative way in which they were intended. Those same women would be pissed off. I recently saw an episode of America's Next Top Model (I know, I know...) where one girl got into an argument with another girl and girl 1 said something to the effect of, "I'm a bitch and I know it." So girl 2 called her a bitch and girl 1 flew off the handle completely, and was completely offended that girl 2 called her such a name. The horror... It was totally funny, but also sad because you just know that girl 1 isn't playing with a full deck. Don't call yourself a bitch and be proud of it, and then be pissed off when someone calls you on it.

Bit, I digress. As I write this entry, I'm using the terms "white" and "black". Here's another confusing thing. In this highly politically correct world, I would normally use the terms "caucasian" and "African American." I admit that I don't really understand when I'm supposed to use either, but I also don't want to offend anyone, so I typically go with the safe option. But, I chose to use white and black in this entry because that's what Whitlock did in his article and what I'm talking about here. Maybe someone can explain the correct usage to me sometime.

Anyway, this all leads to a bigger question of where we're going as a country. Over the last several years, we've been moving in a more and more hyper-sensitive direction, and mulling over these things. But, tell me... Are we getting any closer to an answer? Why is there rampant use of the N-word in music and the black community? Are we failing to educate kids today about the awful history attached to that word? Or has it just taken on an entirely new meaning and the older generation is getting riled up over nothing?

And why is it such a double standard as to who holds the magnifying glass up to the culture? No one but a black man could have gotten away with Chappelle's material. If he'd have been white, he'd have been condemned a total biggot. Sometimes things work against you and sometimes they work for you. I'm not saying it's right, but it's definitely how things are, at least in our world today. Whitlock uses the example of Tyler Perry in a similar way.

I don't know the answers. I wonder if we'll answer these things in my lifetime or not. I'd certainly hope so. But considering that this issue has ebbed and flowed in our culture for so long, I wonder if we'll ever truly get there. Maybe the best answer is to try and live somewhere in the middle, and take things with a grain of salt.

Tuesday, March 25, 2008

First anniversary of my 29th birthday

Yep. I turned 30 today. Just like most birthdays, I don't feel any different. It's just weird that us Gen Xers are heading into our thirties. I got lots of nice cards, emails, and notes wishing me a happy birthday, so that was cool :)

On Sunday, I went over to my mom and step dad's house for a small celebration. My mom has been really sick recently, so we didn't do anything big. L. and I went and visited for a few hours, and I opened my presents. They did the coolest thing for me this year. My mom had a bunch of old Super 8 tapes of me when I was a little girl, and she had them transferred to DVD. She was disappointed because Kits messed up by not adding the sound (which she told them about several times). They're making her a new copy with sound, but they didn't get it done by this weekend. So, we watched the silent one anyway and tried to guess what year certain things were taking place.

Normally, I disolve into a bucket of tears at old movies of my family because there are so many people who are gone now and it reminds me of a time when my parents were still in love and married. And even now, 23 years later that still makes me sad even though I think that things ended up much better this way. But for some reason, it was different on Sunday. Watching those videos made me laugh, and it made me think about how lucky I am to have all of those people in my life and to be really loved.

Today was my actual birthday, but because it was a work day, we didn't do anything big. L. came down and brought me some beautiful tulips (my favorite flower) and gifts. I'm always amazed at the things he thinks of for me. I've been collecting the Denver mint and Philadelphia mint state quarters, but I was missing quite a few from the Philadelphia mint. So, he figured out which ones I still needed and found them for me at a coin shop. He also got me a cool CD, some yummy-smelling lotions, and a gift certificate to White House Black Market. So, I need to go shopping soon so that I can get some new clothes and find something to buy with my Sephora gift certificate (thanks A.!!!).

This weekend we're going to do a small celebration with a few friends, so that will be fun. For awhile, L. and I talked about doing a larger party with a lot of friends, but I didn't really feel like it. Normally, I'd want to go out and do something fun like bowling and karoake while drinking lots of alcohol with a bunch of my friends, but due to my diet and exercise regime I'm not doing that this year. So, it would have been a lot of "no, I can't do that" and what kind of fun is that for my birthday? So we scaled it way back. We're having the biggest party ever later this year anyway - our wedding :)

My 30s are starting out great. I have so many things to look forward to this year alone: new house with my fiance, wedding, honeymoon in France, puppy... Wheee!

Sunday, March 23, 2008

Hoppity, Happy Easter

For those who celebrate Easter, a Happy Easter to you all :)

Laughs Comedy Club

L. and I went to Laughs Comedy Club in Kirkland tonight to see Greg Behrendt perform. This was kind of a pre-birthday celebration, since next weekend we're getting together with a few friends to celebrate with them.

Anyway, the show was fantastic. There were two openers, and I wish I could remember their names but it's late and I just didn't commit them to memory. The first guy was a computer programmer, and he had some funny observations about working in the computer industry (to which I can relate). The second guy told great jokes about men's underwear, filthy roommates, and pets. They were really good at warming up the audience, so by the time Greg came out we were all in a good mood. Greg's set was hilarious, and I had tears streaming down my face several times during the show. His ending was by far the funniest and I really lost it, as did everyone else in the audience.

Following the show, L. and I went up to the stage and L. bought me Greg's DVD. We met Greg, and he signed the DVD case. Of all of the eloquent things I could have come up with to say to someone like Greg, who I really like and respect, all that came out was "It's nice to meet you. You're hilarious. Will you sign my DVD?" Yeah, totally cool, I know.

On the way home, I thought of all kinds of good things to say like, "What was it like writing for Sex & the City?; I really liked your talk show and it's nice that you helped so many people and made them laugh.; etc." But, none of those things spring to mind when you meet someone famous. It's like your brain goes on vacation or something. This has happened to me several times. I haven't met a ton of famous people in my life, but I have met a few. So far, I've met Sarah Brightman (singer) and the dancers from one of her productions, Bill Bryson (writer), Dave Barry (writer), Buddy Guy (blues musician), and Richard Cheese (lounge singer/pop parody musician). I also dated a guy in a local band many years ago through whom I once met some people from then little-known indie bands like Modest Mouse and Sleater-Kinney. In all of these situations, I experienced brain vacation and it pisses me off every time. Celebrities must think that the world around them is filled with inept and uneloquent people, although I suppose that even celebrities get star struck sometimes. I can only hope.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

Week 9 recap

I lost 2.2 pounds this last week, so I'm now down a total of 23 pounds. It was kind of a funky week because I got a bacterial infection and had to start antibiotics, so that sucked. I took Tuesday and Wednesday off of working out so that I could recover a little bit and then eased back into things on Thursday with 35 minutes on the elliptical. I met up with J. again on Friday and he kicked everything up a notch, so I'm completely sore in both my arms and my legs. Today I did 30 minutes on the elliptical and 15 on the stair climber. I have to say that the new headphones and my good playlists really make it easier for me to keep running longer. The last few times I've done cardio, I haven't even cracked open my book, but rather just closed my eyes and let the music take over the pace.

This week I get back bread. Yes bread. Out of all of the phases in which I've gotten back food groups, none has seemed quite as fabulous as bread. There are rules, however. It's got to be whole wheat or whole grains, which is fine because that's all I ate in the past anyway. And I've got to be careful that it has plenty of fiber and not a ton of sugar. Surprisingly, several of the whole wheat breads we looked at today fit the bill, as did some whole wheat tortillas and pita pockets. So, I grabbed a bag of each. I can have 100 calories a day of breads/tortillas/pita pockets, so that's enough to have an occasional sandwich or have toast for breakfast. To break myself in, L. and I went to Subway today and I had a 6" turkey breast on wheat stacked with veggies, mustard, and a tiny bit of mayo. It was heaven. I was pleased to see that instead of the old chips or cookies sides, they had some healthier options like yogurt and sliced apples. Both L. and I chose the apples, and they were quite good.

My nutritionist also introduced me to some new waters that I can have, called Osmosis and Metromint. After 9 full weeks of nothing but water, mineral water, and water with lemon, the repertoire was feeling a tad limited. I love water and these variations, but sometimes you just want a little something more. And anything with sugar or artificial sweeteners is out, so you get the picture. Recently, I made myself a pot of tea and put in a teaspoon of brown sugar. It was a total treat, and I treated it as such. I talked to my nutritionist about it, and she said that it's OK every so often, but she'd rather I'd done a teaspoon of honey. So, we picked up some honey today, too. I imagine I'll probably do the tea and honey thing once every few weeks or a month. It was just nice for a change. Anyway, the mint waters are supposed to be very good, and a nice change as well. So, I look forward to giving those a try. The women in my group therapy said they really liked it. And it turns out that Metromint uses mint from the Yakima Valley (although the company is in San Francisco), and Osmosis is in Washington state, so that's pretty cool.

Thursday, March 13, 2008

Week 8 recap

I'm down 3.5 pounds this week. So, minus the one pound that I gained the week before, I'm now down a total of 21 pounds since starting the 20/20 program. I think the most frustrating thing is that as you become more active and eat well regularly, your body starts getting used to everything and it becomes harder to lose weight. I'm not scoffing at where I'm at so far, but it's definitely getting harder as time goes on.

So, it was time to shake things up a bit this week and change the routine. J. took me into the "scary" room in the gym...the room where the serious weight lifters train with free weights and benches. I'm a bit of a fish out of water in there, but he's got me doing some new weight exercises and some modified push ups, pull ups, and dips. Thank goodness he helped me stretch out well on Wednesday evening, since I'm always pretty sore after we increase intensity and switch things up. Goodness only knows what kind of crazy stuff he dreams up for my session tomorrow.

And, dare I say it...I'm seeing definition in my abs. There's definitely that nice little parenthesis shape starting, which is exciting. Nothing like nice abs...

Music to the ears

Awhile back, I got a pair of noise-cancelling earbud earphones to use with my iPod at the gym. The sound on them was pretty good, but I forgot to turn them off a few times, and drained down the battery that is required to turn on the noise-cancelling function and to really amplify the music a bit. Without that part turned on, the music was pretty tinny sounding and quiet. The other problem is that each earbud had a little rubber attachment that fits into the ear, of which I have lost one of the attachments. The pair came with a few different sizes, and I needed the smallest size to fit into my ear, so once I lost one of the smallest ones, I was kind of up the creek. I can kind of sit the earbud into my ear, but it dislodges pretty easy and no longer really works to keep the noise out.

I've gone through a couple different pairs of headphones over the last few years, and haven't really been happy with any of the ones I've gotten. This last pair was the happiest that I'd been so far, but I hated how the attachments kept coming off so easily, and I knew it was just a matter of time before I'd lose one for good. So, after I lost that attachment on Tuesday evening and couldn't find it anywhere in the locker room, I finally decided to get a new pair of headphones. I'm spending enough time in the gym now that I need good tunes to keep me running and well-paced on the elliptical and stair climber, and I wanted something that would drown out the people who seem to use the gym for social time rather than actual working out. Case in point, last Tuesday night when two women in the row behind me managed to drone on and on about something and cackle away, while every once in awhile managing to actually move one leg or another. Usually I can't hear too much when I have my headphones on, and I don't really mind it when people are actually working out, but these women were pretty obnoxious.

Anyway, I decided to finally purchase a good, quality pair of headphones. L. has a nice pair of Bose headphones that his parents got him for Christmas one year, and I tried them out awhile back. I was really impressed, and decided that I'd get a good pair of Bose headphones, too. So, off we went to Best Buy tonight to get them. But they were out! So, we headed further south and checked out Fryes. Thankfully, Fryes had them in stock, and viola! Headphone city. This pair folds up pretty compactly, and fits in a nice, sturdy case.

We then came home and I started compiling a new workout mix in iTunes. I pulled about 35 tunes into a new playlist, and I'm currently listening to it with my new headphones. This playlist spans all kinds of genres and decades, and every song sounds great! I think these are going to really keep me motivated during my workouts, especially since I won't be worrying about losing earbud attachments.

Monday, March 10, 2008

Getting stronger everyday

I got to 180 today on the overhead pull - 10 reps and I about left my arms hanging on the apparatus on the last rep. Felt damn good to get to that point though. I'm getting stronger every day. Did the stair climber for 20 minutes and elliptical for 20 minutes yesterday, and my legs are feeling a lot stronger now too. I almost float up the stairs to my condo when I get home. I love results!

Clean plate club

I found this interesting article about hunger cues by Brian Wansink on MSNBC. I recently read Wansink's book, "Mindless Eating: Why We Eat More Than We Think" on the recommendation of my group counselor in the 20/20 Lifestyles program. It was a fairly quick read, full of good information pulled from many years of studies on how people eat, and more importantly how they decide to stop eating.

It turns out that many cultures stop eating when they no longer feel hungry; this is a different feeling than being full where you're not able to shove another spoonful of something into your mouth, which tends to be the American way of eating. It also turns out that many people with weight problems rely on external cues (i.e. whether their plate is clean) rather than their internal cues (i.e. I'm not hungry anymore or the taste of my food has diminished).

I'm guilty of both of these things. I would always eat until I was full, and I had always qualified for the clean plate club. I think a lot of this had to do with my upbringing. I think every kid on the face of this earth has heard something like, "eat your peas, there are starving kids in Africa" and "no dessert unless you clean your plate". Over time, you start to figure out that it's a requirement to make other people happy or satisfied, and then it becomes a requirement for you to know that you can stop eating. And then pair that with my summers working on my grandparent's farm, and suddenly I'm stuffing myself at breakfast because I'm going to be out in the field all day long and need the food for energy. Then, when I get back at night, I stuff myself again because I worked so hard all day and I'm so hungry.

This pattern might have worked had I decided to go into the family business of farming, but sitting on my butt all day behind a desk is a whole different ballgame. Then add long hours and lots of overtime, which leaves little time for a personal life let alone time for exercise, and you see where I'm going. Thank goodness I got out of software testing when I did. Technical writing has gotten me to a much more balanced lifestyle where I do have personal time (which now includes my workouts), as well as some times when you still have to step it up a notch to get through a ship cycle. But it's not pulling 70-hour weeks nonstop like when I was in testing a few years ago. So, that's where I ended up after software testing for several years, and I carried those habits into the next phase of my career for a couple of years. Life is always learning, and I'm learning that I need to take better care of myself and pay attention to the situation at hand rather than get caught up in unhealthy habits.

This brings me back to Wansink's book. After reading it, I realized that I needed to pay better attention to my cues. I've been trying to eat slower so that my body can register the food that I'm eating and send me the signal that I'm not hungry anymore. And instead of eating until I'm full, I can stop and be satisfied when I'm just no longer hungry. And because I'm eating more regularly (every 3-4 hours), I don't get to that point where I'm so hungry that I'll just eat any junk around that I can get my hands on and then shove it all down as quickly as possible so I can get back to my life. In a different way, eating has become my life-the planning, the preparation, the measuring, the tracking, the timing. Some things are starting to become more habit, but at times it's still a lot of work to get it all right.

The other thing that I've done is to start figuring out portions. There are lots of measuring spoons, measuring cups, and a good scale involved in preparation of everything now. And I've started using my smaller salad plates for my food rather than the large dinner plates. It's a simple trick that really works. Five ounces of chicken breast and an ounce of cheese on my salad plate looks like a good meal, whereas it would only take up 2/3 of my dinner plates. I have little 1/2 cup bowls for my fruit or beans, or other foods that I need to eat in smaller portions. And I use my bowls to make a good big salad but make sure to measure out the dressing very carefully. By the time I get everything to the table, I've got a small plate with my lean proteins, a big bowl with leafy greens and healthy fats, a small cup with my complex carbs, and my 32-ounce water bottle. I have to run the dishwasher almost daily now to clean all of the dishes and utensils that I use for cooking and eating. I used to run it a couple of times a week. On a related note, I do laundry a few times a week now, too, because changing twice a day (once for regular clothes and once for workout clothes) makes my closet sparse quickly. Thank goodness L. likes to help me fold clothes :)

Thursday, March 06, 2008

Week 7 recap

Well, this was not a great week in my weight loss goal. I actually gained one pound, which was disappointing but not entirely surprising. My nutritionist, C., warned me about this last week when I rolled in at the beginning of my flu and she told me not to expect a lot while my body was fighting the virus. So, even though I worked out five days last week and kept up my healthy diet, my body stalled this last week. The good news is that I'm under the 200 pound mark, which I don't think I mentioned in last week's recap. That was a really exciting moment when I weighed in. I'm still fighting the tail end of this sickness, but I'm feeling much better now so I hope that it doesn't continue to throw off my progress. This week, I'll work on adding beans and legumes into my diet, so that should be an interesting change.

My arms were really sore today. My trainer, J., had me add pushups to my routine after we'd already gone through 15 minutes of elliptical, 15 minutes of stair climber, and the typical weight machines for both the upper and lower body. He recently increased the weight and now the reps for each set, so my arms were already pretty tired (and not because I just flew in, hahaha). Anyway, by the time he got out the stability ball and told me to get into the push up position with my hands on the ball, and then actually do push ups, I was pretty beat. I could do one, but the next one was always sloppy and I'd almost do a face-plant into the ball and roll over to one side. After a couple of tries, we moved the ball up against the wall and I did five push ups without looking like a completely uncoordinated person.

He has me doing a few other moves that are interesting. I call one of them the Captain Morgan, because I stand on one foot on a mushy disk thing and do curls with dumbbells. Recently he's had me do curls paired with some kind of overhead movement, which makes it even more difficult to keep my balance. I've found that my ankles are pretty wobbly, so I'll get a few good moves in and then kind of lean to one side until I eventally have to put the other foot down quickly to get my balance. I'm getting better at it over time, though.

Another move is called the worshiper, and it involves the stability ball. You basically kneel on the ground with the ball in front of you and place your hands on ball like you were going to pray. You then lean and roll the ball forward. This move makes your abs scream like they're going to pop right out of your body and your under arms ache wildly the next day.

And another couple of exercises that just kill but are really good for the glutes are what I call the penguin and the side stepper. J. has a resistance band that I place around both legs. I then either sway from side to side while keeping my feet completely straight (the penguin) or I take small steps to the side over and over (the side stepper). The thing about these is that the body tries to compensate by angling the feet inward to use larger muscle groups, so it's important to keep the feet really straight to isolate the smaller muscles and tone them. I usually have trouble walking up the stairs right after these exercises.

Well, onto another week and hopefully my body will be back in the swing of things soon. I'm definitely doing the right things, so once the flu/cold thing is fully gone, I'll be back on track!