Running from Death

my attempts to delay the inevitable

Category: Psychology

What took you so long?

Yesterday, Doc said that he had a story about running and jogging.  He knows I stopped Couch-to-5k because of my knees but doesn’t know about my writing here, so it’s a strange coincidence that he told it…

Once upon a time, a man saw death coming for him.  The man started to run from death.  Death started to chase him, but couldn’t keep up.  The man kept going until finally, death was out of sight.  He decided that wasn’t good enough, so kept on running so that he was sure that death wouldn’t catch him.  He kept running and running, looking behind him to be sure death wasn’t suddenly catching up.

Then, when he felt safe that he had outrun death and was safe, he slowed down and looked in front of him again…only to see death waiting right there.

“What took you so long to get here?” death said to him.  “You’ve kept me waiting.”

He thought it was a funny story.  I think there’s a metric ton of meaning packed into it.

It’s a parable, really.

So: I’ll be happy to get back to running so I can (hopefully) cheat death for awhile…but I also need to be sure I’m not obsessing or overthinking.  Fear is not fun.

That’s my subject for contemplation for today.  :)

Whine and Cheese

"Bangkok Traffic" by antwerpenR (photo links to artist's flickr page)

Bee and I were talking over dinner, discussing my job.

“Before we got married, you said you wanted to send out resumes in February.  Are you still planning on doing that?”

I sighed.

“I’ve been thinking about it.  There are a bunch of reasons I should.  I could find a job that offers health insurance and a retirement plan.  There are opportunities nearby that would probably offer a better salary.  Most importantly, it would be good if I could work closer to home.  But, at the same time, I’m learning so much at this job and where would I go work instead?  Either at the Massive Hospital Chain or at the Massive Research Hospital?  They might as well be factory jobs, from what I’ve heard.  I’m conflicted.”

“OK.  So you hate the drive.  Is what you are learning worth it?”

“I think so.  Yes.  It would be tough to get this kind of experience anyplace else and there isn’t an educational program out there that could match the speed at which or amount I am learning.”

There was a pause.

“You know, you text me and talk to me all the time about how much you hate the drive.  Why do you hate it?”

“I don’t like being away from home.  The drive isn’t so bad.  I just put the car on cruise control and listen to music.  But the length of time, an hour each way, totally sucks.”

Another pause.

“That all makes sense.  Now I need to ask you to do me a favor.  If the drive isn’t so bad and the time away from home is offset by what you are learning…can you stop complaining about it?  Or just stop until your aren’t learning enough to make it worthwhile?  It’s starting to drag me down.  Maybe you should think about why you feel that you want to complain to me about it?  Is it the really drive?  Or something else?”

…And now I have something important to think about.

When I started to really thinking about it yesterday and today, Bee isn’t the first partner to tell me that I often and regularly complain about my job and/or the commute.

If I want to live a longer, happier life…it would probably help to know if I’m complaining about something but don’t have the courage to face it and change it…or if I’m complaining because being unhappy gives me some paradoxical kind of “comfort”.

I don’t need a cheerleader.

Vintage photo of cheerleaders, via University of Florida (links to flickr page)

Today, in my news reader, I came across yet-another-blogger who is fits into the “advice” or “coach” genre.  I added the person, even though I know it’s unlikely the person will last long.  Each week, I delete one or two of them from my feed and always for the same reason: they present complex problems and answer with ridiculously simple advice.

It’s the same with health and/or fitness magazines, too.

Complex problems

It took me a long time to understand that real problems are rarely simple.  Everything substantial connects to everything else.

For example, take the simple yet real problem of cooking more meals at home: When I stop eating take-out, I have to make sure I have set aside time for shopping…and time for cooking…oh, and making sure I have the right pans and knives and such…and also that I know what I want to cook (or even how to cook)…and then I need to clean-up after I cook (pans, utensils, etc)…and….

Yeah, I agree.  It sounds silly if you already cook every day…but all of those things were part of my experience with a simple lifestyle change to “cook every day”.

So when I begin to think about changing my life, I remember that the ripple effect is often larger than expected.  I mean, hey…sure….it’s great to have the willpower to change, but willpower won’t open a can if you don’t own a can opener.

Keep in mind, that example only addresses the physical things involved.

When I consider the psychological, I also must consider what it takes to literally change the wiring in my brain that keeps leading me back to where I started.

Before somebody says “just tough up and do it” let me say “go **** yourself.”

Also, go read a book on brain plasticity.

That’s probably more useful.

It was for me.

Changing habits isn’t as simple as having the “willpower” to change, although the desire to change needs to be present for any change to initiate.  Changing habits is about giving the brain time to grow new neural pathways that makes the behavior feel natural.  There are tons of tricks to make this easier, too…and I can assure you I use every trick I know.

Which leads back to the reason why I’m writing this: when I stumble across some blogger or magazine article that says “all you have to do is XYZ and your life will be easy”,  I am almost certainly finished reading or listening to that person.

Ridiculous Answers

Honestly, it doesn’t matter if we are discussing blog articles or face-to-face encounters with friends: I don’t need a cheerleader when I’m changing my life.  I don’t need platitudes.  I don’t need ‘easy answers’ to difficult questions.

One key reason why my wife’s support is meaningful is because it’s actually support.  It’s not empty words.  When I talk about my problems with change, she listens and tells me what she’s observing from her perspective.

Because I trust her, I listen to what she says and take it to heart.  By listening, I learn something more about myself and am then better equipped to make and sustain the changes that are necessary to reach my goals.

Of course, I have to reach inside myself to find the initial motivation to change.

Of course, I have to reach inside myself to sustain the change.

I also know from experience that it’s easy to get diverted or distracted.   It’s easy to fall back into old habits without even realizing it’s happened until I notice it hours, days or weeks later.

That’s not about willpower.  That’s about how our brains work.  That’s the brain plasticity stuff.

In those situations, it’s important to get feedback from somebody I trust, to figure out what I’m doing wrong, to find tricks to support the change, and to get guidance when I cannot see what I, myself, am doing wrong.  There isn’t a “Top 10″ list that’s going to do much good, when things get tough.

…And it’s the reason why I delete so many of these coaches, advice bloggers, and others from my feeds.  At best, their articles are empty cheerleading aimed at a generic “reader” they are imagining.  At worst, they offer subtly condescending messages saying “it’s easy” as a way to create anxiety that can be exploited to sell memberships, classes, boost egos, grow brands or whatever else their agendas might be….

But not one of those articles or agendas are actually about me.

When it comes to change, I am what matters most if I want to be successful.  I have to understand that it isn’t going to be easy.  I have to understand that my chance of success is near zero (proof).  And I have to use every trick in my book to make sure I overcome the odds against me.  What works for me is what works for me.

Deja Vu Valley

by Horia Varlan (photo links to photographer's flickr page)

In terms of fitness and weight, I’m in that awful valley that sits in the pause between the first attempt to change a habit and restarting the effort after a failure.  I have been here before, with earlier habit changing efforts.

This moment always feels a little bleak to me, much like knowing I have to retrace my steps up a steep path because I dropped something on the way down but now I need to go back up and find it.

A quick search shows that changing a habit is rarely a simple decision or action.  Research shows it is unreasonable to think I will change a habit on the first try.

That’s a bit of a comfort and when I’ve changed other habits in the past, I know from experience that this is true and the effort moves in cycles…it’s rare to change a habit in one single step.

Still: even though it’s researched and documented that my experience is normal, I don’t feel any better.  As I mentioned, I’ve been in this valley before…and sometimes, I don’t make it out for a very long time.

Hold on a moment. I’ve been here before…

Based upon past experience, I’ve learned that being mindful is critical to getting out of the valley.  It’s like a compass and map, showing me the way.  With it, I just need to take the steps, to make the effort, to get to my destination.

Most importantly, mindfulness solves one of the worst problems I have when changing habits: knowing that the effort to changing a habit is cyclical, it’s easy for me to rationalize a deviation from my path.

I’m stressed out and want a Coke?  Ok!  I’ll have one because, you know, temporary failure during an effort to change habits is normal.

In other words, when I’m not mindful, I find it easy to sabotage my own efforts with excuses and rationalizations like that.  I find it easy to just set up camp at the bottom of the valley and say “this looks like a good place to build a house!”  When I’m frustrated, I can find it too easy to say “hey, we’re all human and make mistakes, so I’m going to intentionally make one now.”

Being mindful helps me avoid this bad behavior.  I can see and know that there are alternative ways for me to manage my stress, other than eating or drinking junky stuff. I know that if I don’t follow the immediate temptation, I will be happier in the long term.

So this week, my goal this week is simply to see the moments where I’m about to deviate from my intended path and then stay on the path.  I don’t have any huge milestones or major changes this week.  Just “maintenance” work with food and exercise and stress…things I’ve done before and that aren’t major disruptions to my life.

If I do this, in a week, I’ll have made good progress and will be able to look behind me, down towards the valley, and see how far I’ve traveled.

And…in a few months, I should be able to look down from the top of the trail and survey the entire journey from the peak.

It’s work being sick. Being healthy is a vacation.

New York, looking downtown from the Rockefeller Center Observation Deck

Photo of NYC, by your humble narrator...

When I was in my 30′s, I visited a Zen monastery for several weekends.  They spoke at length about why it was so important to sit completely still and silent during meditation.

The summary: “Where the body goes, the mind follows.”

This lesson stuck with me.  (I’ll have more to say on this tomorrow, too.)

Even better, I got to see some proof of its truth thanks to our trip to NYC last week.  The experience of walking the city had real and positive effects on how I feel.

Unexpected Confirmations from a Honeymoon

In the last week, we walked more than our usual.  Heck, I suspect that some days we were in NYC, we walked more than we do in a week at home!

We ate healthier food than usual…certainly more healthy than I do when I grab a burger in a wrapper while working at my desk!

We had more time than usual to just talk, enjoy time together, and to do it without worrying that we had to be at some other obligation….like work.

And then today, I returned to work and felt less worried and more in control than ever.

Hmmmm….

How these confirmations tie back to my “normal” life…

Recapping my goals for life:

  1. Eat nutritious foods in appropriate quantity.
  2. Exercise regularly.
  3. Take steps to manage stress and increase happiness.
  4. Be mindful and conscientious of myself and my place in the world
  5. Be involved in my community.

If I look at my goals and what happened during my honeymoon…I can see that I touched on every one of the goals.  We ate nutritious foods and, sadly, left food behind because we were full.  We exercised every day.  We had very little stress and when things on the trip went wrong, we shrugged and moved along.  And while two people may be a community by technicality…well, I’m going to count it.

And the effects?  I feel better than I have in several months, both physically and emotionally.

So now?

My challenge is to keep doing the kinds of things we on vacation…but to do them every single day.

After all, it’s kind of stupid to go on a great, healthy vacation with the woman I love and then pretend I couldn’t still do most of those things at home.  Sure, I can’t go up to the Top of the Rock to watch the sunset with my wife but I can still watch the sunset with here, even if we’re in Ohio instead of NYC.

No.  The challenge is not waiting for the opportunity to vacation again.

The challenge is to understand how to bring the things that makes for a healthy vacations into my daily life.  How can I keep enjoying these benefits every day?

Best of all, I like this new perspective:

improving my health is not work…it’s a vacation.

De-stress

I have no idea what game they are playing, but I watched them play it for 15 minutes.

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Having a partner helps in subtle and unsubtle ways…

Example of a healthy lunch somebody brought to work

by oztenphoto, via flickr

I’ve been doing really well with my nutrition the last few days thanks to my financé.  She’s been making some really great, healthy, nutritious and delicious meals the last few days.  When we’re done, we pack up the leftovers into lunch containers immediately.

I generally leave before she does, and she’s been very helpful by reminding me not to forget the lunch we packed for ourselves.

The best part: I feel more satisfied and less crappy after eating our home cooked lunches than after eating the factory spew that is sold at fast food chains.

So….there’s some minor anecdotal proof that “community” really can make or break your plans to improve.  :)

Too many (posts about) resolutions.

My newsreader is drowning in posts about new year’s resolutions.

While I’m not against making resolutions, I am against writing about making resolutions.

…and so, to respect my own distaste for this genre, I will stop here.

99-to-1 that we’ll all fail. Grim! Isn’t it?!

I wanted to see if I could get a little virtual, internet-based support for my goal to improve my health.  My fiancée and friends are all supportive…but I wanted to go looking for blogs by people who were having similar challenges as me.

What I found were a metric ton of blogs about fitness and diet that had a handful of entries and then just ended.  They’d be in the middle of telling a story about the gym or how excited they were and then….nothing.  No more entries.  No more news.

If nothing else, it felt symbolic of the struggle to lose weight, get fit and be healthy in our society.

Fighting chemistry

After all, most of us will fail at our attempts to diet, as this article (BBC) points out.  (This BBC article is grim reading, saying that only 1% of diets succeed.)

We’re really challenged when we diet.  It’s not just emotional, but physiological.  Our bodies fight back when we try to lose pounds.

I mean, you can’t reason with your body when it refuses to dissipate cortisol while you diet or as you struggle to fight changes that can last for over a year (Bloomberg) and only arise as you lose weight.

A request!

If my blog disappears mid-January, as I am maximally distracted by the wedding, travel, and work…count me among the fallen BUT if it happens…

Do me a HUGE favor, mid-January, and comment here to get my ass back in gear.  :)

If anybody else needs the same in return, just let me know.  :)

When the scale is a bad thing…

I wrote about how recording weight every day has the highest correlation with weight loss.  This makes sense as a daily reminder is useful in maintaining healthy habits.

But while I was searching for information on the topic, I stumbled across something dark and tragic.

I found a number of blogs that were journals of (mostly) girls who were anorexic and/or bulimic.  They took their weight multiple times in a day.  They recorded what they ate and how quickly they purged after eating.  They rated foods on how “pleasant” it was to purge after eating.  They posted series of photos of extremely thin models along with self-loathing comments about how they would never be beautiful or loved as the models were loved.

Like all things that point to the psychology behind weight and health, everything can be overdone.

Mindful attention to our actions and habits can morph into obsession.

The sites I found were a sad reminder of this fact.  :(

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