Sunday, May 29, 2011

Day 90 post preview!

Hi gang and congratulations!

Well, here's a preview of the shots from Day 90. Awesome day!

I'll post my final thoughts in a couple of days. 
Need to let  my mind have a rest from all this, as much as my body. 

People who are now in the lead, please pay Mike a visit as we won't be doing 8-min abs for a few days!

Friday, May 27, 2011

Day 89 - Radio in Japanese, report, athlete!

Radio in Japanese!

I am appearing as a guest on a local radio show this afternoon.
I haven't used much Japanese recently but I do eat lunch with my Japanese colleagues to keep my ears attuned. I am scared I won't understand the questions and look foolish.

But I'll do my best to be personable, friendly, and let the host and other guests do most of the talking. You won't be able to listen as it's a local and live radio show sadly. My PCP-ing 'just get on with it!' mentality, and the Toastmasters training will help me through!



Report for yesterday

Workout was solid. Gave my all. Enjoyed the supersets. Feel sick rather than failing on supersets. But if you feel like throwing up, I think you are excused. Jumped rope outside my office, wearing a little blue dress and earrings.

Food - all on the mark. Last PCP meal prepared at work. Last day of weighing, last microwaved eggs, last huuuge plate of veg? I'm not going to change much on Monday despite the running joke that I should have a peak-fat-project. I love this way of eating and want to continue. Except with fewer eggs, please.


Sleep
Hayden saw me online at midnight and sent a single text message. 'You should be asleep'. So I turned off the computer and got 5.30 hours sleep in bed, then just under an hour on trains. The superset really whacked me out. Caught up today! Huzzah!


Gym Field Trip: You're no athlete!


Yesterday I went to a gym, Tipness, near Ikebukuro station. I was reminded of the sense of guilt that used to besiege me when I went to the gym - typically at the end of a week or month to 'get my money's worth' and of course, this interfered with a workout. It's still hard to motivate myself to pick up workout bands and rope some days, and that's in the comfort of my own home! A lot of the selling factor of gyms is 'comfort and choice'. The lady showing me round did not really talk about how the machines worked except to say 'you can change the weight' but she did point out the jacuzzi, sauna, massage room. And of course, NUMBERS! I got a free trial of the 'machine-that-tells-you-if-you're-lardy'! Apparantly, I am 79 on the scale of 1 - 100 for athleticism. An athlete is an 80 and a pro is 90, so don't look for me at the London Olympics next year!

I'm so glad I have these numbers to tell me whether I am healthy or not and how I need to train in the future. I've been really lost the last 87 days without them.

FINAL SOLO WORKOUT JUST COMPLETED TODAY, SATURDAY!

Patrick, I'll see you tomorrow. I'm ready for whatever you've got on the final worksheet tomorrow! Serve it up with a cherry on top...

Thursday, May 26, 2011

An introduction to capoeira

Do you ever think about doing something and then put it off? 

I did with capoeira - for five years! I kept thinking - Oh, I must try that cool-looking-Brazilian-dancey thing'. And promptly procrastinated for five years.

As PCP-ers, we know the value of just getting on with it! So for those who have been asking about capoeira or those who are finishing the PCP on Sunday and looking for a new challenge, here is my introduction to the wonderful art of capoeira.

Capoeira - dance, art, music, martial art, play...
The art began in the days of slavery in Brazil. It was a way to learn self-defence skills but use the cover of dance-like movements and song to appear to be just playing around for fun. Capoeira went through various stages of being practised outside the slave community, including being banned for a number of years. Some people say the tradition for capoeiristas (people who play capoeira) to have nicknames comes from high profile Brazilians wishing to hide their capoeira identity.

More on the history of capoeira here. 

Isn't it just for super-bendy-hardcore 'naturals'
No, it isn't, but if you keep doing it then watch out! A capoeirista is flexible, strong, and has fast reflexes. There are difficult and jaw-droppingly beautiful moves too, but you can play capoeira with the basics, jinga, defence moves, attack moves.

Cool couple demonstrating the basic moves of capoeira in Miami!

The idea is to keep the energy going, analagous to the give and take of a conversation. Only the conversation is between two bodies.

It all sounds kinda sexy. 
Uh-huh. Of all the sports I've tried, including modern dance and salsa, capoeira is the sexiest. I think it's to do with the to-and-fro in the roda, plus power and grace. There are explosive moves, defensive moves, hand gestures, skin on skin. All done to music and singing.

To crudely oversimplify, capoeira is an electric combination of play-fighting and dancing. The basic move of capoeira, the jinga, means 'swing'. It comes from Brazil and you do it without any equipment except the musical instruments.

No equipment except musical instruments? Is it like a PCP workout?
Only in the sense of using body-based exercises. I'm going to annoy Patrick and say, if you do it right, it is a ton harder. In a PCP workout you know what you're going to be doing with your body for a given set. In capoeira, you need to think and move at the same time.

Capoeiristas do meet and practise in halls and such for classes, but most groups put a huge focus on the roda and playing outside, under the sky, on the beach, in the park.

Serious Play
A capoerista combines the energy from the music, clapping and singing from people in the circle, and their own feelings in the moment. It can be both cooperative and deceptive, aggressive and whimsical, fast and slow, close up with arms and legs nearly touching, or cartwheeling acoss space.

An adult can play capoeira with a child of five, a beginner with a mestre (master). You can have fun in the roda if you know three moves - jinga, a defence, and an attack. Awareness of yourself and the other is key.

Is it like a performance?
It is very expressive, but I don't think it is a performance. There is no line between the people forming the circle and watching and the people playing in the roda. In the roda, when you want to go from standing on the outside to entering, you just wait for a suitable moment, signal to someone and 'buy' the game.

If you've ever moved into a flow of traffic or made people get out of your way on a train, then this should be no problem!

Is there a hierarchy?
Yes and no. It is very tribal in nature, there is a leader of the roda who leads the singing and signals the start of the roda by dipping the berimbau, a musical instrument that looks like a large bow. And there are levels of skill displayed by the colour of the cord. The colours vary between groups, so it's a bit hard to tell. I'm on my second cord which is red, black, and blue - the snake!

Respect for the teacher is extremely important, as is for each other and the safety of the roda. The moves can be dangerous, so you need to leave your ego outside.

Mestre Pintor in the roda

How is a capoeirista's body similar to the 'PCP body'? 
Strong and flexible; in this order, abs and back, hands, arms, legs.
Aware, e.g., of own body relative to partner, of the people in the roda. Good peripheral vision.
Athletic, e.g., to execute consecutive jumps, lunges, acrobatics.

Isn't it all a bit hardcore? I'm just finishing PCP...
Yes, it can be. To get really good, you need more than just physical skill. You need  to learn music, Portuguese songs, playing instruments, getting confident in the roda, learn to relax.

In PCP terms, we learn the relationship between food, rest, muscle stimulus. They coexist and you cannot have one and neglect the others. When these elements come together in the right proportions, there is tremendous energy and power. I think capoeira is like this - music, movement, improvisation of the roda.


I'd rather tackle something with several sides to it than run on a treadmill!

If you'd like to know more, feel free to contact Graduado Cacapa, the teacher at my capoeira group, Bantus Capoeira Japan - Classes in Roppongi, Mitaka, and Kichijioji, Tokyo.

Day 88 - Beginning to see the light!


Kicking and a bit melancholy - you gotta love the Velvet Underground!

Report for Day 87


Workout - Gave my all

Strong workout. I couldn't not do my best having decided to do it for my mum. Of course, we work out for ourselves, eat well for ourselves as a rule but sometimes it is nice to 'give' the energy of a workout to someone else. I read on the Runner's World website that one guy dedicates his last set to service men and women on duty, which gave me the idea.

Dedicating exercise to someone is a bit different to thinking of your inspiration. You might think about what that person has given you, why you are grateful they are in your life, the different sides of their personality, reflect on the relationship you have with them. Not something for regular practice, which should be on the exercise only, but if you need a lift, then I do recommend it.

Nutrition

Some salt on the rice I'd bought out, otherwise all good.

Sleep

Just over seven hours saw me straight. Gave up on the morning workout to get a bit longer rest. Patrick's advice to sleep plenty this weekend has been heeded!








THREE MORE DAYS!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Day 87 - Bananas, report, my mother

I feel like I'm going bananas! This post is in three part, moan, report, and my inspiration who is my mum. If you're in a hurry, just go to the end!

1. The moany bit

The following things have drained me and led to tears in the last three days, but I'm all over that now. Thank you for your encouragement!

1. Three consecutive late nights but my body was waking up naturally and getting up at 5 am.
2. Different WO (Patrick swapped round a superset so we could do one together.) and feeling out of the loop.
3. Guesswork with meals, eating too much salt, hurry, some packaged food. 

The elusive balance between nutrition, sleep, stimulus is lousy when it's out!


2. Report

Sleep

As I said, a pitiful - under 6 hours on top of a debt from the previous day. Missing only a bit of sleep at this stage is BAAAD. I'm now in a late night exercise rhythm and snippy about it.

Work out

I honestly cannot remember much about the morning WO, other than I did it quickly and hard and still ran out of time to go to the park for bar work. I wasn't prepared to break my perfect attendance on exercise on Day 86!

At home station at 10.50, pullups and KF sit ups at park near my station (wearing a long skirt)
Through door at 11.15 ish, failure ab sets. Felt sick and stupid.

Couldn't tell if I was in failure as my form was so poor from the start.

I certainly gave my all. Sometimes 'giving your all' doesn't feel really RAH!
It feels like nothing except the task at hand.

Nutrition

Some guess work - protein at dinner was sashimi, then a 53 cal. packet of dried fish with all kinds of nasties in it, and a bit of leftover fish at home. Everything else was on the mark.

3. Inspiration

This is my mum, Pauline, with William. She's shy of having her photo taken, but this gives you a sense of her personality.

It's her birthday today and I miss her. I've sent her present and am going to talk on Skype, but sometimes, living abroad is tough.


Doing the PCP has sometimes reminded me of things she said as I was growing up.

1. Don't overschedule. Living healthily means giving yourself enough time to do things.

2. Enjoy the physical world around you - gardens, flowers, and as you see in the photo, cats.

3. Sit at the table to eat. During my childhood, she spent about 3 months with a naso-gastric tube with liquid food, but she always sat at the dining table to be with everyone. And did this without bumming us out. 

And one obvious one, that no PCP-ers need reminding of

4. Don't smoke.

Did I mention I miss her today?

I dedicate my workout tonight to my mother, Pauline Lewis. 

Day 86 Haiku

Night time work outs suck
Chocolate salty balls. Do them
With a smile. Ichi-ni.

Tuesday, May 24, 2011

Day 85 - 86, Report for Tuesday and 'I-spy'

Sleep - just 6.5 hours. Paid extra to get a reserved seat on my tripto Kozu. This meant I arrived feeling refreshed and got the am jumps done on the station platform. Felt a minor triumph.

WO
Did I give my all? Yes. Could have worked harder to get to a faster failure, but I got there. And spent a bit of time with The Gang too. Thanks to Kristi for her encouragement!

Nutrition
Weakest part of the day. Breakfast and snacks all good. Lunch at clients, (first one out of the PCP) included some processed meat and a spring roll, which I ate. Fruit afterwards. Pleased that I took a homemade 'bento' (tinned fish, rye bread, cabbage) and I ate early before WO. Had a bit of yakitoria from a stand to 'make up' for missing protein at lunch - but it was dunked in sauce before I could stop her. And I ate it. Anyway, I'm starting to sound obsessed, so I'll say one more time I HATE EATING OUT ON PCP and shut up.

On a more relaxed note!

Here is a picture of me in my PCP-ed out home. How many PCP-related things can you see?



(Yes, I know I need to get out more.)

In celebration of the group behind at Day 40! Chariots of fire - movie, opening scene



This is for the group behind, soon to be the group ahead! And to Shirley, our running girl in Hong Kong!

Monday, May 23, 2011

Day 85, Report for yesterday and a glimpse of sumo wrestlers training

My report for Monday...

Workout - Rope jumping done in the morning and pre-breakfast. Not in the mood, checked watch twice. Not a GMA - too busy THINKING about how I'm going to get workouts done this week. I should start with concentration on the jumps at hand.

Nutrition

Forgot to take scales into the office, so lunch and morning snacks was guessy. Thoughts on how much protein is here? Anyway, I ate about 2/3 of the rice underneath (good), then got tandoori fish pieces. Probably over, and I hope that they were not doused in oil and butter. Dinner was much better, all weighed, no nasties.

Sleep

Let myself sleep in until 7.30 today. I needed it. It's now 11.30 and time for me to get to bed.

Not bad, not great either. Need to concentrate more on one thing at a time!

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For those who'd like a bit of hardcore, (Ricky?), here are sumo wrestlers in training.
One sumo wrestler about 2 minutes in can be seen using resistance bands! It's cool to see how a lot of working out is quiet, internal, the mind pushing the body to a new level.

Sumo Wrestling Practice In Tokyo - VidoEmo - Emotional Video Unity

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Day 84 - Report for Sunday, ATM, smaller circles

Well well well. This time next week gang! Six more sleeps.

My day 83 again started at 5.30 despite staying up late till 1 am. I caught up a bit during the day before working out with Patrick.

Work out

It's impossible not to do your best when he's working so hard too. I always go faster and am less worried about doing it right. Also, having space does help with the bands...


Nutrition - Bubooo

Food was good for breakfast and dinner but I guessed the amounts for sushi at lunch. I think I was slightly under on protein and over on carbs, so I tried to adjust in the evening by eating fewer carbs in the form of a very small bagel on the way home. This backfired on me, and I fell into the same state of mind I did with the Winnie the Pooh incident. Had an extra piece of white pappy bread, 1/2 nana, yogurt. However, I did notice what was going on and pulled myself out of it.

Here's my temptation - not alcohol, not chocolate bars, not the delights of a meal out. It's the extra piece of bread/bowl of rice/stuff raided from cupboard eaten at home alone. Kind of sad that I'm not more bohemian actually.

Three learning points - 1. As Patrick said: the body ain't an ATM. Mine definitely isn't. I respond to patterns and cues to eat, rather than a given feeling of satiety. 2. Learning to recognize hunger for food from general meh (a common Sunday night feeling eh!) is vital. 3. Connected to the rhythm v. ATM thing, the body gets a new 'set point' for healthy eating. So last time the overeating was a pot of honey, a Japanese bean cake, and a lot of yogurt. This time 1/2 banana, one slice bread, 100 g. yog. So progress because I 'stopped' earlier. I'm visiting a familiar cycle and getting out of the funk faster.

Sleep... Enough said. Setting a timer for forty minutes in a station waiting room because you're too tired to go to a coffee shop and sleep = not classy, not exactly safe even in Japan. I am glad I got up early though, keeping the rhythm.

Re stats - I'm looking more toned this week, but the difference in stats from last week is negligible. Welcome to the flatlands? Or is my peak like Mount Fuji? A big circle.

Whatever gang! We've done well to come SO FAR.

Keep smiling, go into the last week strong, head up, proud.

No matter what nonsense life throws at us, do our best this week.

GAM-BA-REH!

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Day 83 - Report for Saturday and the pink protest

Last full weekend on the PCP! Unbelievable.

Here's the reason for the pink sticker that I wrote for the 'Happy Tray'. It's a good two weeks after 'Golden Week' and the food souvenirs now and the 'souvenir' at the bottom speaks only of a journey to the Seven Eleven convenience store.

A pack of peanuts, not even half eaten. Why are they there? My guess is that the lady who bought them, who regularly treats herself to a desert each lunch time, felt that she shouldn't eat all these herself. Good for her on moderating there.

Most people feel that putting out food to share is a cosy and community spirited thing to do.  The desire to give food is instinctive to our species.


My gripe is again, this food that appears to be for sharing will not, in fact, be communally eaten. It will be snatched up, eaten on the hoof, probably individually, and almost certainly by the same individuals. I say this because I used to eat anything I saw here, just because IT WAS THERE. 

I was feeling a bit fed up with this the other day and was wondering if I could somehow change people's perception of the tray, but without being preachy. This is what I came up with.


I got this idea from Patrick's post about the 200-cal a day advice that appeared on a packet of instant matcha tea. It's a way to draw people's attention to the fact that this is FOOD, not something to put into your mouth for fun. (I am typing this with a straight face FYI). Wondered if people in the office would object, but I asked my eminent colleagues, Jonathan and Harri (a tough critic if ever there was one)...

They mulled it over.


And then Steve had a look at it. He's on the conservative side.


And they all said that it wasn't too preachy and to let it stay. So it will sit there as a helpful reminder that if you must snack, do it in moderation. Okay, it'll remind ME to snack in moderation once I'm through with all these eggs. 

Onto Saturday's report. 

Work out - Gave My All!

Up at 5.30 unbelievably. Got jumps done nicely with only one check of my watch when the alarm on the wrist watch went off. I say nicely, but I cannot jump up and down on both legs with weight evenly distributed. It's a killer. I tend to bounce my weight between the two feet. I can get to about 50 on both feet evenly. I did give my all to jumping, muscles (Planks went to one leg on the third set for about 30 sec). I also got to a 90-min beginner capoeira class in the evening. 

Keep feeling like I'm never on top of the workouts - I'm always stretched, always chasing it. The beginner's class was a good choice tonight. Not easy at all, but to use Shirley's term, 'do-able'. Cacapa commented on my need to relax my shoulders in jinga and tendency to hunch my back 'Obaaa-chan'! This may have something to do with my non-existent pullups. Something to work on. 

Nutrition - Solid

Fruit may be off as I took some of the evening fruit as a pre-second-workout snack and had the rest at home. Hit all grams elsewhere. 

Sleep - Like a Bubba

Caught up with some of the debt accumulated this week. Just as I fell into a cosy afternoon nap, neighbour starts to play eighties oldies. Stumbled round and told her I was trying to rest 'Sleepy in the middle of the day?!' Growl.  She turned it down, then off, thank god. 

More and more, I feel like an 'obaaaachan' on this project. Ten capoeira friends are going to the big gay party tonight, and I found out my fireman friend is going to wear a pink catsuit or something outrageous. And I'm at home, saving my energy for Day 84. Tokyo, stand by for two weekends! I'll be back! And I'll bring my muscles to the party!

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PCP-ers at Day 83, what are you looking forward to DOING (not eating or drinking!) when you've got your time back?


Friday, May 20, 2011

Day 82 - Report, pink protest, wail of disappointment

Happy it's Saturday! Oh yes.

Can you guess what the pink post-it note on our 'treats tray' says? I wrote it in a moment of beatitude. Or insufferable prigg-iness. Don't spoil tomorrow's post, I'll explain all then.




We bring you Friday's report...

1. Work out

I took my phone to the park and it bleated out the old wake up alarm a couple of times because I forget to turn it off. As I stopped, I instinctively turned my hand to check the time remaining! This happened a couple of times and on the third time I stopped myself. I know it's ridiculous, but blogging does make me more aware.

The best was my V-sits, the first set executed perfectly and a shabby second and ok third.

I was giving my all especially in the creeps - nasty, nasty, nasty, wrong and evil, creeps.

2. Food

Salt in the form of lunchtime fish eaten in the restaurant downstairs and then the shredded nori that I was stuffing into my face like a hamster using just as a condiment for rice. The grams were all on. I discovered a new and ugly way to eat egg whites - blast them in microwave with milk. Boss saw me separating egg yolk from white in the shell: "Is this some kind of voodoo?"

3. Sleep

This was great - lights out at 10.15-ish and up at 5.30 am no problem. About 7 hours. I'm going to sleep at the normal time tonight and try to catch up a bit for tomorrow. I don't want to lose this rhythm because I have three late nights next week - Monday teaching until late, Tuesday teaching in Odawara, Wednesday a voice gig in Chiba!

Compared to other times of year (like June/July when I go to Hokkaido once a week!), work has been relatively friendly to PCP-ing. Not that much travelling around and only a couple or one late night a week. So why, in Week 13, do I get a hard schedule? I'm going to attack it by making sure whatever happens, rope jumping is done early, then ab work, then try to get the rest done at other times. If there is just a band exercise, that can happen in my lunch hour. No sweat. Except, there will be sweat as we are getting into summer now.

Disappointment


I'm feeling quite sad that I am going to miss a huge party (Kike-sensei's 40th, a gay extravaganza with gogo dancers, fancy dress, music till 3 am). Telling myself 'there will be other parties' doesn't quite cut it, but I know what I need to do to finish the PCP strong. This Saturday is going to involve some other fun things that allow me to keep the rhythm.


Keep it jammin everyone!

Day 81 - Swords (and rope) drawn at dawn

Can you spot the would-be samurai? He is often in the park at 6 am
practising his kendo swashes when I'm jumping rope! One of these days
I'll challenge him to a fight...

Okay, here's my report for Thursday, Day 80.

Workout - GMA?

Yes, I gave my all in the morning, but not in the evening when I did 8-min abs and pull-ups/KF sits ups - time constraints of finding a bar. Abs are always a pleasure with Mike and the gang. My pull up still consists of me jerking around and lifting my legs rather than my body. Disappointed with that, but you can't have everything.

Mental progress!  I am very pleased to report that I did not check watch ONCE during entire jumping session. Imagined a piston of a steam powered ship and this seemed to help me keep my movement solid. I did of course trip up about 7 times!

Hearing the alarm as a suprise, not a second countdown, is very sweet! When you just give up and go into it, go into the movement, it's altogether more enjoyable. The body wants to excel.

Nutrition

Good. Only glitch was 5 grams under on evening carbs as I ran out of the supply in the fridge. Cooked up a pile of sweet potatoes for tomorrow and restrained myself from eating a big plate of them, Irish peasant style. Added some rosemary from the garden - that's very worth getting up for and working out for...Call me simple!

Sleep

Light was out at 11.15. Very deep sleep, but still dozy in the afternoon. I've got to catch up that elusive hour or two on the weekend. I've said it before, and I'll say it again, kudos to PCP-ers with young kids or super heavy workloads. Next week I have three late nights with work and I'm not sure how to handle it.

Day 81 for our group and Day 35 for those behind. The midway point of Day 40 is tantalizingly close and a bit of a blur for me now!

Let's have a strong day!

Day 81 - Bit of Bob Marley to start the weekend anyone?

Jammin till da jammin's thru!


Thursday, May 19, 2011

Day 80 - Report for Day 79 (Weds)

Just a quick post here, as I want to look at how you guys are doing!

1. Work out

The exercises were hard work, but doable. Going a bit faster through the sets meant my muscles were still warm and it made it easier, not harder. Rope jumping...hmmm. I change my style and pattern alot to keep away the pain in my legs! According to Patrick's mail yesterday, 'less is more' re movement. The clockwatching was about 4 times on the first set, 2 on the second, and 1 on the third when I remembered I wasn't supposed to do it.

I'd say the WO was a GMA given the long day previously and the slight lack of sleep. Pat on the back there.

2. Nutrition

Some advance planning on Monday and Tuesday meant I had a  homemade bento ready before I moved from my regular office to the studio before reading the lunch time news! This is a suprising strong suite for me. Hit all my grams, no nasties.

3. Sleep - went from getting home around 10.20 ish to LO at 11.15. Saying 'no' to some time to myself was hard, but I did. And good sleep is time to myself in a way because it makes me more present when I am awake the next day. At least, that's the argument I make to my toddler mind! Got up at 6.15, so 7 hours. I could have done with more, but it was enough as I got a seat on the trains.

I enjoyed not just PCPing yesterday, but the sun, my great colleagues at my regular job and at NHK, reading the lunchtime news, and Spring in Tokyo!

Congratulations to all on reaching Day 80! This is a landmark and the 'T' minus countdown begins.

Wednesday, May 18, 2011

Day 79: I heart morning workouts.

Hi gang!

This is coming from NHK's staff canteen surrounded by the smell of ramen, soba, and sushi. I already had my own PCP meal before the 7 pm recording.

Thank you by the way to those who listened either to the Thursday Radio Japan Focus show or the news last night. I'm still quite new to the whole radio thing and I appreciate the encouragement. If you have any critical feedback, that would be awesome too!

Ok, here's the report for Tuesday.

1. Muscle work was a Give My All! Banzai and hurrah! Got into 'form failure' on shoulder presses.V sit ups were tough but satisfying. Enjoyed the shoulder flies which I went at quickly. Rope jumping is all about settling my breathing. Less dillydallying.

2. Nutrition.

I had packed tonight's dinner before getting new diet plans and had to guess an extra 10 g of protein and 20 of carbs. It's such a small amount! Plus the tin of tuna at lunch weighed 65 rather 80 stated on tin after I drained it. Grrr! Ate an extra egg white, bought a tuna egg salad and trust my body will start to recognize a new pattern by tomorrow. I'll weigh out 20 g couscous at home tonight. I don't like guessing carbs...Fruit is weighed and waiting at home! It's some juicy melon... Can't wait. Anyone else happy to end the relationship with the scales!?

3. Sleep!

The biggest favour I did my body was setting a timer for one hour of feeding and relaxing, between getting through the door and getting into bed. Lights out around 10.45, reveille at 5.30 Monday morning. About 6.5 hours, which is a slight debt. Got a seat on train and hunkered down on and of for about 30 min total. Sometimes I try a counting meditation and if I don't sleep then it's rest of sorts. After recording the evening news two weeks ago I was on a big high and found it hard to settle. Need to just take the same approach tonight. Getting it done early sucks at the time but the feeling of freedom is exhilarating. It helped that today, at least, my body is in 'build and repair' mode.


Have you noticed what I have? At this stage of the PCP, the body has just different levels of tired but with flashes of unexpected energy? Take care everyone. We're getting close. And hit the switch as early as you can tonight!

Monday, May 16, 2011

Day 78 - An assay on fitness, muscles, and sex

(This is a long post I drafted at the weekend - feel free to come back to it!)


A definition of 'FIT' as it is used in British English.


FIT: (Adjective) Attractive, often sexually so. Said of a person or of their body, e.g., "See that guy at the bar? He's fit. I think I'll ask if he wants a dance."


How do fitness, sexiness, and muscles come together? It's going to get a little steamy here...


Physical power


When we are fit we carry ourselves well, move well, and move with greater power and control. I'll also add that when you do muscle work, experiencing a burn and pushing yourself, you gain insight into how your body feels. One comment people make when they start exercising muscles is 'I hurt in places I didn't know I had'. When you can be strong and fit on your own, you have a lot to bring to the whole sexual experience. 


In Ken Robinson's wonderful TED Talk he talks about about the importance of teaching kids how to use their bodies and jokes about university professors 'They look upon their body as a form of transport for their heads'. Let's not be like that!


By knowing and pushing our bodies through challenging workouts, we learn more about who we really are. We have more to give to ourselves and the other person.


Women, run away from the circus and get really sexy

Patrick has gone into some detail on the post on the fitness/muscles/sex connection as it relates to men. I'd like him to do a post like that for women! Patrick, feeling brave?  Okay, I'll handle this one then....


One line of discussion for women doing the PCP is the effect of lost cup size as the body eats up fat from everywhere. Women have different feelings about this - I've certainly gone down, and I don't mind because, as Patrick said in the Q and A video, a lot of the chest exercises we do actually give us better posture and the 'inbuilt girdle', on the chest just under the breasts. 


I used to think that losing some cup size was a bit of a 'booby prize' if you'll excuse the pun, the tradeoff for my long awaited waist line. But here I am, several sizes smaller, along with other PCP ladies in the same position, and personally, I'm quite happy with how I look. 


Somewhere, somehow, women and men got the idea that big boobs are sexy and small ones are not. Sorry, I must have missed that email. I'm not making a case for or against any size. People like what they like, and that's all good. But in real life, what we think is sexy isn't always what we see in ourselves and the other person. Mainly because most of the time we learn to look outside ourselves for images of what is sexy. Stop all that. It's a moving target made up by the beauty industry to make you feel needy.

(As an aside, most PCP-ers experience a huge boost in the health of their skin because of the great natural food that is going in. Nothing to do with the magic potions that sit on the skin wasting our money. And good skin is verrrry sexy).



But, it's not just about looks is it? It's about movement, voice, smell, taste, touch, and the chemistry that is flying around. The best compliment I ever received was ten years ago now and it came from a completely blind guy in the UK who told me I was 'very attractive'. That kept me going for about a month and I still remember it. It was hugely liberating to realize that it is MORE than how you look.  


Being able to relax and enjoy yourself with your partner means letting go of unrealistic expectations and being cool with yourself. Who wants to make love in the dark or avoid a particular position because it shows something that you think is ugly or unsatisfactory? I don't see animals turning off the light yo!


Presence


I just said how having confidence in our bodies leads to a more relaxed attitude AKA you feel good naked. In Japan people go to onsen and get naked with family, friends, strangers, without any sense that there might be something odd about this. It isn't a sexual thing to be naked unless there is some intention.


So if sex is more than just nakedness, what is it? I think it is presence, intention, and the chemistry. When you are fit and healthy, you are not going to be asking or thinking tiresome questions like 'Do I look fat?' You'll just be relaxed in yourself and interested in the other. A false contradiction is to assume that caring about your body makes you unfeeling towards others. It isn't like this. Putting some time into your body means that your mojo works well. When you feel good, you are more attentive and sensitive, which makes everything, not just sex, way better.

Pleasure


I enjoyed my third indulgence this evening. Having strong muscles means that your metabolism is faster and you can enjoy the occasional treat without worrying about getting overweight. It's about balance - something I struggle with as you saw when I caved to my craving last Sunday. The ideal is to be able to savour the wonderful rich food we have access to in a way that is simple and free, not full of guilt and second guessing. The connection to sex should be obvious, right? Need I go on?


And finally, 


Happiness


Maintaining muscles and fitness stimulates endomorphines, the bodies free 'feel-good' pharmacy. Morrissey aside, most people who are basically happy (and I don't mean 'lala' here), have an inbuilt aura of 'What does she know?'. They tend to make other people happy too and this is attractive. And the sexiness of a happy person tends to be very unique to them. Someone who has presence, enjoys themselves, takes pleasure, and is physically fit...sounds like a sexually fulfilled person to me. 


What do you think?


This was not an easy post for me to write, but I think it was worth doing so.


I would love to know if you have any thoughts on the amazing connections between our fitness, muscles, mind, and sex! 

Day 78 - First checklist report and a link for the radio

My report from Day 77 (Monday)

1. Only rope jumping for workout, and I got into some good flow. I could have checked my watch less when I tripped. This is wasting time, big time. I did go over into my break set at the final set of three.

2. Kept to grams except for the evening 50 carb snack of 1/2 onigiri which I guessed based on visuals and mouth feel. I don't like doing this! Bought a salad which had cashews in it and ate about 3 and threw rest away. Boo.

3. Sleep. I think I got to sleep before 11.30 on Sunday night and was up at 6.30 on Monday.  So about 7 hours. I felt better on Monday than ages, though still tired!

This morning was STRONG! I am looking forward to telling you about it tomorrow.

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Heads up - I am reading NHK's radio news tonight  It'll be live in Japan at 1900 and 2100 (JST) and on the web for about 18 hours afterwards. (So you can still listen if you are behind us in the US!)
 

It'll be my second time doing the evening news - I'm covering for someone's vacation I think.

Molly, Kristi, and Paul have kindly asked for the link to my regular show. You can listen online. Feel a bit shy telling you all, but here it is! I just read what I'm given with a few adjustments - it's written originally in Japanese and then translated into English.

Here it is...

Radio Japan Focus each Thursday. Click on this link and scroll to the Thursday show.

Have a great day everyone!

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Day 77 - Walk on


Today is the end of Week 11! Feel like the hardest is to come, so I 'm going to get tougher on myself, before the 'Super sets' come in.

I'm going to report each day on my performance in the three areas needed to build muscle and get fit.

1. Muscle stimulus

Did I give my all in my workout or not? Give my all (GMA) is my way of saying 'Do my best on the day'. It might mean a wonderful workout or a mediocre one depending on the muscle group or the number of reps.

Some of the thing I can control are 'Did I concentrate on the exercise or just wish it was over?' 'Did I waste time between sets?' 'Did I feel a burn?'

2. Nutrition

Did I hit the grams? Did I introduce something I shouldn't? Did I eat my last meal 1.5 hours before sleeping?

3. Rest

How many hours did I sleep the previous night or during the day?

I'll report the previous day, so Day 78, Tuesday will reflect how I did on Day 77.  Feel free to hassle me if you see an area where I need to work harder or smarter!

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Some of the practical changes I will make in the last 14 days.

1. No turning on my PC after 9 pm. I want to turn off the light earlier, get up earlier, get the WO done on a well-rested body.
2. Keeping breakfasts a lot simpler. A raw egg on rice, sashimi, a salad. Breakfast fritatta can be on the weekend.
3. Preview exercises the day before. Imagine what I will do. (Image training)


How about you guys? Is there any screw you can tighten up? Now is the time. 

Walk on gang!

Day 76 - Who said Sunday was a day of rest again?

This Sunday felt like WORK. After the glorious food of yesterday and staying up late with a movie when I really wanted to go to Roppongi to drink and revel, I just did housework, food prep, and travelled to Yokohama to train with Patrick and Paul. And I got up at 6.30 today which I don't understand!

Paul and I agree that having the chance to train with Patrick really helps. We get to learn how quickly it's possible to move through things, see some wierd and scary adaptations to moves that we just struggle through, and also get some feedback on our stats.

My stats weren't a suprise. Fat is up, muscle is down as a percentage. For this, we have to thank our friends, ghee, butter, cheese, cream cheese, bread, cake....But the good news is that the fat I put on from the curry on Saturday should go in about three days. Patrick said before I got on the scales that he'd like to see me put on some weight. This is so much not what I am used to thinking, but I'm going to trust him on this. I'm happy with how I'm looking, less happy with the tiredness.

Next week is going to be tougher (suprise!) and I need to be tanked up with sleep.

Then, the cool kindliness of sheets, that soon
Smooth away trouble; and the rough male kiss
Of blankets....
~Rupert Brooke, "The Great Lover,"





Last week I had three late nights, and I felt it today - a deep dreamless sleep on the way to Yokohama. Not a nap so much as a thwack on the head. I'm tired and there's only one thing for it. That was my Sunday, that was my Day 76.

Oyasumi!


Saturday, May 14, 2011

Day 75 - Oh happy day! Haiku

Scoff, quaff, pig-out, feast.
Indulgence three is here yo!
And ninety is nigh...

Indulgence of curry was followed by Hayden treating me to coffee in Starbucks. He had a doughnut-like sugary twist and a hot chocolate and I had two coffees with 'normal' milk because I had this puppy waiting for me at home...

Another fantastic cake from my beloved La Bess cake shop. I've never thought of myself as being a fan of cake until this project, but cakes with marron, dense cream cheese, matcha flavours, all really hit the spot. This one came from the end of the roll so it had a kind of crust that was almondy and had a hint of cocoa. I wanted to have an indulgence that had a kind of decadent evening at home feeling, so I ate this at about 1 am while watching 'I love you Philip Morris' and drinking ginger tea and it was heavenly.


It's so funny that during the PCP of all things, I have discovered a new pleasure in life! Cake! I used to think it was just for girls and old ladies eating scones and drinking tea. And yet, I'm happy to welcome this new taste into my life without fear of it taking over. Why? I've learnt to know when to say no to the thousand small temptations that will wreck my chances of eating well. 

Examples of pointless calorie consumption

1. Not having hot chocolate and choosing a straight coffee in Starbucks
2. Saying 'no thank you' to the tray of treats at work
3. Looking the other way and saying 'no thank you' when my boss waved a box of chocs under my nose 'Won't you just look at them?'
4. Not dumping a load of salad dressing onto vegetables.

And being honest about my weaknesses...

1. When I'm down my instinct is to hoover up salty and sweetened food. I need a plan of what to do instead of eating. 
2. I like to eat ALOT, to see a table and bowls, preferably two, of food. This is all fine, as long as it's veggies!

Going back to the indulgence, Patrick asked if there were any side effects. I did feel incredible happy. This is because of sugar. The first mouthful of the cake sent shivers of sugar down my legs, before I even started to chew it! Like a drug. And the best part of the curry was the texture of the cheese nan plus the slight bitterness of the spinach curry. Buttery and creamy. Although I spread out the curry and the dessert, the total creaminess of the evening made me a little queasy. 

One thing I am proud of is that I entertained the idea of some icecream (chocolate, Haagan Daz) to go with the cake, but I remembered how it felt when I had Indulgence 2, and decided against it. Knowing what to leave OUT so that I can taste and enjoy everything is a skill I'm going to work on. In fact, the curry would have been just perfect in itself last night, but I had an agenda...

Post PCP, I want to indulge responsibly, but with a sense of wanton abandon too! Giving myself to the pleasure, but without the feeling of hurry, as though it was my last meal!

Did you guys learn anything new? Or was it more a well-deserved treat?


Friday, May 13, 2011

Day 75 - Indulgence 3

All I can say about the indulgence is 'We have waited for this day!'

Got through last night's and this morning's workout. Have had to forgo capoeira as the workouts, plus feeding schedule is too busy. Kudos to all those with families doing PCP! You are heroes!

Morning abs. to failure was very wierd. My abs didn't fail as much as my whole body feeling like it couldn't go on. And I have still got to do Kung Fu sits ups and pullups in the part where the bar is. My plan is to spend some time with Mike and hopefully he'll inspire me to do pullups.

I keep meaning to mention you that in the 8-min legs video he sports a circus strong-man style mantard. Has he no shame!?

I'm glad that we have this indulgence tonight and that I assumed it would be this weekend. I'm meeting my mate at a curry house and we are going to do the Saturday night thing. Only without alcohol, I really am not interested in it anymore. I say that now, mind you!

Have a good weekend, get some rest sometime, enjoy the sun if you're in Tokyo!

And bon appetite to those indulging tonight...

Day 74 - Haiku

Whacked right now
Work out calls for more
I'll give it

Thursday, May 12, 2011

Day 73 - More musings on muscles and a grumble about snacks

I just use my muscles as a conversation piece, like someone walking a cheetah down 42nd Street


Arnold Scharzenegger


Who wants to be that self obsessed?


Patrick's point about body builders being unhealthy because of overtraining, dieting, steroids etc. came at a good time for me. It's important to remember that muscles are part of the body, not something extrinsic. 


When you work out, you get definition and bulk. You will look different to people who do not make time to work out (and eat right and sleep). However, let's remember that as human beings, we all have muscles. We've just developed what we already have. That is why we see variations in peoples' musculature. Some people develop big smooth muscles, others get gnarly, others go rocky, jacked, you name it. The sport or activity you do will affect the type of muscle you get. And sometimes, as Jose reminded us, muscles come alive even without training, as in the case of the 50 k. woman with no training, who lifted a car to save her trapped child. 


Going back to Arnie...


Have you ever looked at someone with really overdeveloped muscles and thought 'What are you trying to prove, dude? That's just silly'. One of the things I wanted to get from the PCP was a body that has good tone and musculature but without eliciting a 'huh?' response. Finding good role models too was hard. Two things helped.


First, capoeira. You cannot do capoeira without strength in your core, legs, and arms. The women I've met in person who do capoeira regularly tend to be solid and flexible. There is also quite a bit of sexual energy which is beyond male and female. It's extremely expressive but also disciplined.  So we see muscles and sass and attitude coming together.


Second, you guys! PCP-ers, just regular people from all kinds of backgrounds and with all kinds of motivation, making themselves strong and revelling in their physicality.


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Today I had a strong day on the 'keeping to the plan' with the exception of guessing and probably overdoing my protein at lunch (Again at Subway). Tomorrow's lunch is going to be weighed properly. 


Something almost trivial that bugged me today was not having enough tupperware to carry two eggs from home to the studio to a university where I was doing a speech, so I bought one. Of all the cooking parts of the PCP, the weighing, packing, and carrying of afternoon and morning snacks is the hardest for me. It's odd that the small thing is the bugbear! I love cooking and prepping meals and bentos in general. 


Hope you've had a great day!

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Day 72 - Slumming it and musing on muscles



Just to have a break from the whole Japanese thing, I ate my evening snack of couscous for carbs, cherries and grapefruit, in a yogurt pot, to get a nice mix and hit some of my post workout fats.
Today was the first day in ages I didn't get the grams bang on, again, due to eating out. Had a tuna mayonnaise and prawn subway sandwich, and substituted the fat from mayo for a bit less fat in the evening.

I'm not going to miss all these micro calculations after the PCP is done. Of course, it's much easier to just eat everything at home or in a homemade bento. This evening was rainy and cold, I was getting very tired so went for a Subway as soon as I got to my home station.

Timing meals so that my body has enough time to absorb the nutrients AKA eating EARLIER is something I never really considered pre-PCP. It affects when your metabolism starts to slow down for sleep, which is vital for muscle growth.

There is a lot to learn about muscles for sure! Our mailing list is alive with conversation about this topic and I'm finding it really fascinating. My muscle definition is starting to improve, I feel more alert and present a lot of the time. Patrick has talked about 'invisible girdles'  and 'in-built wonderbras' in his videos which makes me chuckle, but it is true. I feel supported and like I can hold myself upright rather than slouching. It's energizing and empowering.

However, when muscle work is in the 'shredding' phase, I feel sore, stingy, mildly resentful. My body has got used to this cycle of feeling tired/rebuilding over the PCP and it means that I never really feel a sense of joy or happiness about it when its going well because I know what is coming. And when I'm in a shred/breakdown phase, I just focus on 'getting through' not the result.

Surely a better approach is to anticipate the increased strength when things are tough and enjoy the increased strength when it kicks in. Maybe I'll have a better mental outlook when I do my next round of training.

Anyone remember the golf clubs Patrick talked about? The mail about big and small golf clubs hooking together? Here's a video (go to the bottom of the page) of what happens when we contract a muscle. Enjoy!

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Day 71 - A little fanaticism goes a long way

There is no strong performance without a little fanaticism in the performer


Ralph Waldo Emerson

I think I've talked mainly about food and sleep and skipping during my posts. I'm going to focus a bit more on the muscle workouts for the remainder of the project, so I can finish strong and take my capoeira to the next level.



Today was the first in the week and the sight of 'X failure' made my heart sink a bit. However, I ploughed through them and was happy at the end because the V-sit ups are starting to make sense to my body.

My goal for the muscle workouts is two-fold.

1. Good controlled form
2. Feel the burn.

Hit both of these today.

I'm also trying to get in some time with The Gang. I think Mike was trying to catch my eye when he said 'I'll see ya in 24 hours'. I think he might be high maintenance.

Shoulders are hurting now, so it's time to put this tired PCP-er to bed.

Keep it moving and shaking everyone. We've only got 19 more workouts to go!

Monday, May 9, 2011

Day 70 - The food not eaten and reflections on my progress


  • Temptation is everywhere!
Omiage (food souvenirs) at work after people return from travels abroad during Golden Week. This was taken at 11.50 and most of the chocolates my boss from LA brought are gone. It's eating to see how the paper cases have got dishevelled because people have just reached in, grabbed what they like, and not cared if the chocolates get a bit jumbled. I know because I used to be one of these people. Junko, a Japanese colleague, brought Japanese sweets, maybe manju cake with a bean filling. I expect they are way lower in sugar than chocolate. These are still popular, but I saw quite a few just sitting
unwrapped on the Japanese staff's desks. 


The Japanese will probably eat their cake before lunch as the foreigners did, but probably much more slowly and seated, not on the hoof. In the far corner are some small pieces of candied fruit in chocolate brought by Bill, a guy who went to Taiwan. This omiage wasn't that popular - I guess because the foreigners who would go for chocolate had something much more indulgent looking in the form of the box of chocs from the US. Plus it was open which equals a big 'Come on down!' to most people.

And who really wants to make chocolate 'healthy' by adding fruit anyway? My colleague Tracey recently put out some delicious looking homemade white chocolate and cranberry muffins that her teenage son rejected because they had fruit in them. Go figure!
  • Progress
I've got good at ignoring the omiage tray and in the past I'd be one of the people who ate just because it was there. It's taken about a year to unlearn this habit. Now I regularly make a good decision about this. I enjoy the feeling of saying no to this and yes to gorgeous colorful vital fruit. I get to do this every day an easy way because I eat fruit daily at 11. As people bring omiage every couple of weeks on average, declining it is a bit harder. It's not part of the daily routine. I always manage though and feel proud and independent.
  • A gentle discipline
It strikes me that as emotional eating in the form of my Winnie the Pooh incident happens very seldom. I don't get that emotional regularly. So the craving feeling is experienced as something much darker and threatening.

If I can draw on the skill I demonstrate in front of a stupid tray of sugary goods, I can learn to handle darker moods without going on a sugar binge. And I will.

  • Find the bright spots!
PCP-ers, let's not overanalyse our weaknesses. Find the bright spots where things go well, and copy that success into the darker places!   

Day 70 - Photo from Sunday


Sunday, May 8, 2011

Day 69 - Ma, schma!

Just when you think you're getting something nailed, life gets in the way. I'll give away the end of the story in a picture. You'll notice no chopstick rest, nor chopsticks, and certainly no control.



I did have a good day today until the end. Ate all my meals as planned - sushi, homemade bento. Worked out with Patrick and Paul and was delighted with my progress (Body Fat 18.5%, Visceral 1.5%, Muscle mass 30.9%).

Backround - I've had a tough week with a sore throat, but managed three broadcasts, worked out to failure somedays, stuck to my meals.

So why the binge? On the way home from the studio, I lose my wallet. Somewhere in Yokohama station I think I took out my wallet to find my bento. I think in a moment of supreme stupidity, I left it on the platform.

I'd love to say that this is the first time I've lost something and then overreacted. I keep thinking 'oh, I'm getting better at being mindful' but actually, I'm just sucking less. Maybe that's progress. But feeling miserable because you've got to crank open your 500 yen tin and report your cards missing (again) doesn't feel like progress. I just felt utterly miserable and wiped. The annoying thing is I don't know when I'm being unmindful. If I did, I wouldn't be...uh...unmindful.

And that's why, when I got home, I finished off a small pot of honey, a tub of LF yogurt, and the dorai-yaki that my friend gave me. (Patrick you and Kazue had better enjoy yours more than I did). It's not the end of the world, but I sure don't want that 3rd indulgence any more. I don't think I deserve it. Just a monastry, a wall, a cushion and a week of silence punctuated with whacks on the shoulder for falling asleep mid-meditation. Or failing that, a mental health care worker.

Day 68 - Ma, Jump rope, Radio

Liked Patrick's mail today about the sheer hard work it takes to learn to jump rope. Well done guys on Day 69 and to those behind us, it IS worth it! Today I'm going to weave two PCP themes - Jump rope and bodily awareness - with a personal one, my radio broadcasting.



To be a good announcer, I need three things.

1. Correctness.
For example, I need to ensure I know how to say names and ask or research if I do not. Also, I need to keep to the timings for each news item.

2. Confidence.
Once the On Air 放送中 sign comes on, I need to believe I am in the right place and I am going to do a good job.

3. Cadence
I've been complimented on having a good sound or pace to my voice. I try to feel both the overall direction or music of a sentence and the individual words. Sometimes I slip into my super-local Essex estuary English and have odd pronunciation, but the overall rhythm and tone is good.


Rhythm, confidence, good form...hmmm sound familiar to my fellow PCP-ers?



If you do something as elemental as jump rope everday, you don't get perfect straightaway or even the next day. I am still unable to consistently jump for more than a minute. But I am consistently jumping around a minute and with time and sweat, this will get longer. You improve in a cyclical manner. Improvements, steps back, plateaus, sudden unexpected leaps forward. And this applies to any skill.

If you do something that calls for confidence, which the rope does, you need to know how you are inside, to be aware. Like the space or 'ma', when eating, there is also a pause in the middle of a jump.

And in this pause is awareness of our strength.

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Day 68 - The role of 'Ma' and chopsticks in weight loss

Well done those who identified the whale as a rest for chopsticks.


Here is one Yoko gave me, and it also brightens the table as a tiny vase.



Chopsticks are a very important tool for portion control - as Patrick said, you eat less. Or you learn to be satisfied with less. Japanese serve smaller portions, on smaller plates, and take their time over their meals.
This is not out of a sense of righteousness or a desire to diet. It is part of the cultural norm of eating well.

As PCP-ers, we have much to learn from the traditional Japanese attitude to food.

To eat well is to be reverent about food and that means eating faster or slower depending on our energy needs at the time. We often overestimate how quickly we need to eat and feel uncomfortable with a little bit of hunger. We see food and food images around us so much that our brains are constantly suggesting we eat - even when we don't need to! Modern people have stopped listening to the body. Cue the chopstick rest.

To listen to the body, we need a bit of 'ma' 間 or space. This is impossible if the chopsticks or fork or spoon constantly hovers over the food, like an eagle about to descend. Sometimes we need to 'rest the  chopsticks' (a Japanese idiom I think).

Inject a little space into meal times and it becomes easier to let the brain catch up with the stomach. I find there is a kind of quietening and calming that happens shortly after eating. It's a good feeling, tingly, and warm.

There are other things that the Japanese do - say a kind of grace 'ittadakimasu' before eating, which means 'I receive' and 'gocchisosama' after eating which, pleasingly enough, translates to 'it was a feast'.

Let's observe 'ma', the quietening when we receives vital energy from food. Be reverent, and take pleasure. It was a feast.

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PCP-wise, today was a strong day. Made two homemade obento and just about to enjoy my evening fruit. Did a 2.5 hour capoeira class which was gruelling, but very satisfying when Cacapa made us do planks that were shorter than the ones I'd done that morning!

And here's a shot of me skipping in the park on my lunch break yesterday.