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Exercise, Injuries and My Mental Well Being

In April I blew my knee out. It happened while rolling. I caught someone in a calf-slicer and I couldn't quite finish it. I decided to push the knee of my trapping leg deeper into the back of the knee of my opponent and I heard the tendons pop. I think this is the closest I'll ever come to being Major Kusanagi as she rips her arms off her body trying to rip open the console panel off the battle tank.

Okay, so maybe I'm exaggerating. I healed up in about a month. I didn't need another body, but still, I was unable to train for a a few weeks. I went back to training and the second class in I dislocated by elbow. That left my elbow sore, and I could train two weeks later. Then I re-injured an old injury in my neck.

A few years ago, I got injured during training. I couldn't sit or walk without incredibly pain flaring down from my neck and into my left shoulder and arm. Even laying down was only comfortable in certain very specific positions. I was bed-ridden for three days before things started to improve. The problems lingered for a long while until I found a hernia specialist that helped me with my neck, and I started feeling better in no time. It turned out to be nerve damage. Or rather, it was a nerve that had gotten quite a beating and was overly sensitive.

So about two months ago I re-injured that same old injury. Initially, it wasn't as bad as before, but it progressively got worse as I kept cycling to work and I started running more to compensate for not being able to train. I went to the same physiotherapist that helped me before and things steadily got better.

Then holidays came. And after that I had to go in for a little surgical procedure (which is a story for another day) that has left me with some stitches. All in all, it's been a hell of a few months.

Now, this certainly isn't the first time I'm not capable of training, but it has been an exceptionally long time where I couldn't do anything, not even run or bike. And I'm starting to notice it's taking its toll on my mood. And my sleeping pattern.

Currently, I like my job, I'm in a loving relationship, my siblings are doing well and I have no real major worries in my life. And yet, I don't feel particularly motivated to do anything constructive -- no project to keep my occupied, no goals I want to achieve or new things I want to learn. Usually I have something like that to occupy me. A story I want to write, a book I want to read, learning how to solve a rubik's cube faster, learning how to make a particular cocktail, some project I want to code... But now, nothing. No desires.

And I've been sleeping poorly. I've never had problems sleeping and I can't rightly say that compared to actual insomnia I am having problems now, but I tend to sleep early and wake up early. And I wake up in the middle of the night, which hardly ever happens. I think it's a general sense of restlessness.

All in all, it's not bad, but it's also not good. I think the lack of exercise is really getting to me.


Low-Carb vs Low-Fat Diets

It's been debated to death for years, but the scales are tipping in favour of a low-carb diet as opposed to a low fat one. The latest studies, done by the American National Institute of Health show that people favouring a low-carb diet have better cholesterol, better body-fat percentage and more muscle mass. Read more here: A Call for a Low-Carb Diet That Embraces Fat


Health, Running, Weight

After running about 5km together with Moulsari two weeks ago, I felt good in doing a longer stretch and was surprised at how easily I could do it once I had put my mind to it. I decided to ramp up my running just a bit. Unfortunately, I didn't see a good way of running longer in my neighbourhood, so I decided to do it a little differently.

Next to my apartment there's a rather long bridge, (Jan Schaeferbrug) that crosses a wide canal and leads to a neighbouring island. It's a two-lane bridge, flanked on either side by a bicycle path and a foot path. The two foot paths end on both sides at staircases leading down to the embankment, so four staircases in total, plus two extra staircases leading back up on the island side of the bridge. Six staircases altogether.

Jan Schaeferbrug

When I start running, I immediately run up one of the bicycle paths, cross it and go down the staircase on the island side. I run across the island, across another bridge to the other side of the canal, running the length of the island, back to the Jan Schaeferbrug, about 3,5km in total. Now I've added running up the staircase, across the bridge to the island side, up another staircase, across the road, down a staircase, up a staircase onto the bridge, cross the bridge and down the bicycle path.

This little added excercise takes me an extra four or five minutes, depending on the weather, my level of energy and my determination level of that day. But this extra few minutes puts such a tremendous strain on my muscles at the end of the run, that I've actually had a muscle the first two times I did it. It feels good, and I think I'll keep it included to my routine as much and as often as I can stomach it.

Regarding my weight -- it's funny -- late last week I reached 85,1kg (187.6lbs), which is 100 grams (0.2lbs) away from my goal of reaching 85kg (187.4lbs). Because I'm still losing weight under the current workout regime I've set up and the small adjustments I've made to my diet, I think I will see if I can go down to 83kg (183lbs) and find a good equilibrium in food and nutrition intake and my excercise regime, going back up to 85kg.

Some spurious math using the NHS BMI Calculator:

While BMI is certainly not dogma, it's a good indicator if you've got an average frame, which I do. Ending up at 85kg would leave me with a BMI of 24,57, which is just below the overweight line. The overweight category starts at 25, which I was well over when I started this at 96kg (211.6lbs).

Currently, I'm steadily losing about 1kg (2.2lbs) every two weeks. Depending on how easily I'll reach 83kg, I'll talk to my doctor, get my blood levels checked to see if I haven't been doing myself a disservice, and check my body fat percentage and blood pressure. If the doctor has no objections, I'll start stage two. What is stage two? I'm glad you asked.

According to the NHS, BMI's healthy zone ranges from 18.5 until 24.9, which puts the median BMI at 21.7. The weight you need to reach the median healthy BMI with my height is about 75kg (165.3lbs). I think that's a very light for me, seeing as how it would mean I would have lost 21kg (46.3lbs) since starting this, but 78kg (172lbs) isn't unthinkable.

In the end, provided my doctor clears me, it's proving to be so simple to lose body fat that I might just keep doing it until either my body stops losing weight, or I've reached 75kg, whichever comes first. I'm already amazed at what I've accomplished and am not about to get addicted to the results. Also, I have to keep in mind that the whole dynamic of my body is going to change once I start doing BJJ and MMA again.


Health, Running, Weight

A few small updates; while last week I've been feeling more light-headed than ever, likely the result of the medication, this week I feel much better. Last week I also ran six out of seven days, which I felt good with. This week I'm keeping that up, but unfortunately my right hip has been giving me a bit of trouble, so I think I might take tomorrow off.

My weight is steadily dropping slowly but surely. This morning I dipped below 86kg (189.6lbs) for the first time and I woke up at 85,9kg (187.4lbs). People are starting to notice now.

I talked to Cesario about taking some private jiu jitsu classes. I want to wait until I've had my check-up in October. The plan is to focus on techniques to minimise risk of injuries, which will help me on my way to my blue belt.


Anger and Frustration


This morning, I woke up early, jumped on my bicycle and got a fresh haircut. Cycled back, feeling good, went for a run, felt great. I got home, got rid of some laundry and stumbled upon my gi. It was a bit in disarray, neglected for a long time so I decided to make a tidy package out of it. As I was folding it and tying my belt around it, I started to get angry.

Due to my condition, I'm not allowed to do any contact sports due to a danger of excessive bruising and bleeding due to the blood thinners I'm on. Hopefully, I won't have to stay on them for long, but stories have reached me about people having to be on blood thinners for the rest of their lives. Considering that possibility sends my mood plummeting through the floor. It makes me angry. It makes me furious.

And as I was tying my belt around my gi, I realised that even having to sit out for six months, I've already lost so much that I was looking forward to. If this hadn't happened, I would have tied a blue belt around my gi, I'm sure. I've decided that whatever happens, I'm going to invest in some private lessons with the goal of getting my blue belt.