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Water, water everywhere

Well, that was a distressing few days, but it appears that everything with the blog is back to normal. It's actualy the "new normal" because gogogail.com is now the dominant URL for the blog. You still can find older posts with the shrinkingsisters URL but the switchover is now complete. 

Enough about how the sausage is made (mmmm ... sausage ...). What have I been up to this weekend? Drinking water!

Seriously, I feel like all I've been doing is drinking water and visiting the bathroom (and sending frantic emails to Typepad). 

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Here's my recycling pile this morning (KIDDING!) I use reusable bottles.

I started doing something called "superhydration," a term coined by Ellington Darden, a longtime exercise researcher. My knowledge of Darden goes back, way back to when I was at the University of Florida in the 1980s and a member of Gainesville Health and Fitness, a pioneering health club.

We got to try out the newest Nautilus machines before anyone else, like in the world, because Nautilus inventor Arthur Jones lived in nearby Ocala. (Yes, I've been a gym rat forever).

So getting back to Darden, he would test out his theories on health club members, and one of those theories was drinking at least a gallon of ice-cold water every day, or superhydration. There are a few reasons why he's so high on water, among them:

  • Your body has to work to get that 40-degree water up to your core body temperature so your metabolism revs up.
  • Pee-pee helps with fat loss by literally flushing it out of your body.
  • And here's my favorite part: Appetite control.

Yesterday was Day 2 of Waterfest, and something absolutely freaking miraculous happened. Something that hasn't happened in ages.

I had no interest in grazing through the kitchen. 

There was no "Hmmm ... what looks interesting?" No random slices of turkey breast finding their way into my pie hole while making my kid's school lunch. No barrage of pistachios eaten at the kitchen counter.

Nope. I walked into the kitchen around 9 last night, stared into the pantry and went "Hmmf. Not interested."

People, this is huge.

I did have a bit of an actual physical hunger signal around 10 and all I wanted was something small to take the edge off, so I had a half-cup of cottage cheese, and that did the trick.

It was like the water drowned out the evening cravings but preserved the ability to feel real physical hunger.

Right now I'm sitting her at 8 p.m. with my final quart bottle of water and I'm still really full from dinner, which was a dish of chicken thighs braised in smashed grape tomatoes, fresh mint, capers and olive oil, with a side of broccoli. It barely cracked 300 calories, but I'm FULL. Like Thanksgiving dinner full.

It's crazy!

Another thing I added to my day was a post-dinner walk, which the dog is loving. That's another Darden suggestion. It's supposed to create "exercise-induced postprandial thermogenesis," ie, more fat burning.

Ideally, you're supposed to walk for 30 minutes while drinking ice-cold water but I'm wrangling a dog who's absolutely AWFUL on a leash so I'll skip the walking and drinking part for now.

All this info plus loads more is in Darden's newest book "The Body Fat Breakthrough" (Rodale, $26.99). I've had the book a few months but just now reached for it when I felt like my weight loss was stalling for no damn reason. 

My meals and portions and meal timing have all been on point, thanks to Diet Free Life, and frankly, Darden's eating plan is extremely similar to Robert Ferguson's, so I don't need to change anything there. I just need to do something different, so I turned to another source of real, commonsense information backed by loads of science. 

There's lots of info on negative resistance training, which I need to dive into, but I'm also working on getting a strength-training plan squared away with a trainer at the gym. I've been doing the "aimless wander" workout too long and need to get a plan.