Obesity researchers say thermodynamics doesn’t help in weight loss because the calories in, calories out method doesn’t work for every one.
I was reading this article at Junkfood science and found it very interesting. I’m currently researching human thermodynamics in relation to weight loss and I think it is possible this theory can be implemented somehow.
In this article obesity researchers think the biggest myth with human thermodynamics for weight loss is the pop belief that people can simply eat less and exercise more and control their weight and this defies the first Law of Thermodynamics. The pop belief that if all of us ate the same moderate diets and did the same exercise, we’d all have the same slim bodies is something obesity researchers would tout as a myth.
My theory is arranged different, I believe we should eat more, and exercise less, just making sure to include weight training along with cardio. It seems most of the obesity researchers test involved strict calorie counting and not enough emphasis on the foods being given to the subjects in the test conducted. And since the test these obesity researchers conducted involved strict calorie counting the subjects probably only ate 3 full meals a day as the out dated rules of the past suggest. Also, what kinds of foods were given to the subjects for their 3 full meals a day?
This needs to be considered because what you eat produces your figure. Was it balanced properly the way we do when we eat clean? 3 meals a day is not what we recommend.
That is why when you are eating clean you don’t have to count calories; there is no calorie restrictive diet. You are never starving yourself, but actually eating more, just more quality foods. There is no weight management for balancing the calories we eat and burn because we eat smart. Combined this with exercise, I know this theory will work.
Another point to address which supports the human thermodynamics and weight loss theory is the new information that women who replace meals with wine control their weight. The researchers found that participants of the group of women who drank a few glasses of wine per day gained fewer pounds than women who drank soft drinks or mineral water. Why? Maybe the livers of those who drink regularly break down alcohol by turning extra energy into heat and not fat is one theory. Sounds like thermodynamics to me.
I would love feedback to help me in my research thank you
We’ll see if I can make this a regular feature. Here are some interesting links I’ve found recently:
1. A New York Times “Well” blog post by Tara Parker Pope titled “Six Meaningless Claims on Food Labels.”
2. Fed Up: School Lunch Project - A public school teacher who is fed up with students who can’t pay attention after their high carb, high fat school lunches is eating school lunch for a year and blogging a picture every day.
3. Nicholas Sparks and Miley Cyrus are working together. From USA Today. Sounds like a big pile of puke to me. I love this quote because it’s so ridiculous that he thinks he’s somehow better than romance writers:
“I don’t write romance novels.” His preferred terminology: “Love stories — it’s a very different genre. I would be rejected if I submitted any of my novels as romance novels.”
4. The Help is being adapted to film. From Variety. I’m reserving judgement for now.
5. Reese Witherspoon, Christoph Waltz, and Robert Pattinson will be starring in the screen adaptation of Water for Elephants. From MTV. One of these things doesn’t belong here, and it’s not Reese or Christoph. This is another movie I’m nervous about. Leave my favorite books alone!
6. Hilary Duff has a book deal with Simon & Schuster. It can’t be worse than Lauren Conrad, I guess.
For years I have been convinced that anyone and everyone can become a long distance runner if they simply apply themselves to the art of running on a consistent basis. I use my own running history as my basis for this theory, having gone from being a fairly sloth-like lady to being accutely active over along period of time, that really did begin with running for about eight minutes, before walking home panting, and flopping down on the floor to watch Dr. Phil reruns (I was unemployed; don’t judge).
However, it seems as though I may be wrong. According to a new study released by the American Physiological Society, Nir Eynon, of the Wingate Institute in Israel has proclaimed, “Some of us are truly born to run.”
Apparently the answer is in your genes. There’s a cute little bugger called the NRF2 gene that reduces the harmful effects of oxidation and inflammation (which occur during exercise) and is found in 80% of athletes who excel in endurance events. Want to know if you’re capable of running with ease? Ask your parents if they ever completed a 10K or half marathon.
So my parents passed along this NRF2 to me, which is a little baffling since neither of them are runners. My father was an endurance athlete (gymnastics was his fitness forte) and while my mom claims to not have any athletic abilities, she’s one of those people who could pick up a volleyball or a softball bat and be pretty handy at the game within minutes. But neither was an actual runner.
My brother and I are both runners, though (and my brother is a darn good one), which implies that one or both of are NRF2 certified. And I’m excited to think that one day I might have nieces or nephews (not scaring the boyfriend with talk of my own mini-me) that possess incredible athletic abilities.
Stranger still, this could become a gene that people want for their children and will pay to have genetically enhanced. And I got it for free (I assume).
A hysterical Hubby tapped me awake after only 6 hours of sleep…and frantically told me that the dogs had pooped everywhere.
He wasn’t kidding. It was a LOT of dog shit.
Great.
So I vacuumed and scooped, he steam cleaned, and the moment I could, I fell back into bed for another hour…I need my sleep because this morning is my new training session with Mr. Trainer.
And before I knew it, there I was: With Mr. Trainer. I brought along my food journal, progress chart and workout for his review. He was VERY impressed with my 5 lb. weight loss this last week.
I am happy with the weight loss too…it could have been more, it also could have EASILY been less….so, yea! But for HIM to be impressed with it…that changes my perspective.
Mr. Trainer explained to me that the 5 lbs. was of pure fat. Based on how I’m exercising, and looking at what I’m eating he was like, “Yup. That’s REAL weight loss! Good job Jayson!”
Mr. Trainer ran me through an hour tune up, and gave me a bunch of different exercises to do…I didn’t write them down, he didn’t want me to, he was just getting to know my body again. I really pushed, and he was impressed with my attitude (if not my aptitude.)
He WAS impressed with my “perma-hover” sit up that I talked about yesterday though…=)
Mr. Trainers final recommendations:
Continue on to the second workout he gave me
Cut it down to only 4 days
Do 2 days where I exaggerate the workout “light” with a lot of reps
Do 2 days where I exaggerate the workout “heavy” with only 4-6 reps
That’s gonna be killer, but it’ll be fun to shake my body up a bit!
Also, before I left his gym, I met the new manager of the building, and made marketing plans to come back on Saturday for a breakfast event the building is having! I didn’t know that my office was SO close to the building! Wow! I’ll be milking THAT opportunity!
I had a regular client come into my new office for the first time, for her massage, and she loved it! I LOVE my regular clients…it’s really like a friendship, except without the messy expectations. Anyway….Mwah! Money and camaraderie!
After the appointment I sat down and wrote up the blog from yesterday, and then swung by the spa to pick up my very own key, so I’m never locked out again.
The key is BRIGHT teal with palm trees and an orange sunset on it!
Mr. Opportunity said he picked out the colorful key to match my energy, and he thought I’d like it! =) Awwww……that made my day!
Even though I was coughing and hacking and all phlegm-ified during my workout with Mr. Trainer, he said I should still come swim tonight with his triathlon group….ooookkkaaayyyy….
I’m back up to 1600 calories! No more 1400 a day because of some binge! Food is good right now. I feel great about it.
And as the day progressed, I really got more sneezy, coughy, yucky….I’m wheezing with every single breath….ick! How am I going to go to “Top of the Park” again on Friday?
I’m going to HAVE to wear a coat, hat, gloves, etc….how will people see my shirt? I guess I’ll just have to be doubly outgoing since I don’t have a shirt to make me look official or to help advertise me. =(
Hey Dreads, wanna come along?
But in the good column, I whipped out a photo shoot in my bathroom today, and now I have a new headshot for my GLT ad! I actually have two to choose from (out of over 300!)
My poor little bathroom was SO crowded with crap everywhere!
Butcher paper taped up to the shower curtain for my back drop
4 different lamps from upstairs, the living room and the bedroom all with covers off, bent over chairs, tied to robe hooks and otherwise positioned so that they were leaning down only 2 feet from where my face would be
Hubby’s music stand where I’d set the camera with the automatic timer piled between all the lights
Powder spilled all over the counter with the rest of my make up supplies…because of this shot being in black and white, and because of all the heavy lighting, I had on a TON of makeup! I looked like a clown…until I saw the actual pictures, and then I looked normal.
It took me an hour and a half to set up the room, another hour of shooting, and then Billy called, and I had him come up and take some more shots.
But it was worth it, because I got two shots that work! That’s the important thing! It was all worth it to have relatively good quality shots without paying someone $2-300 bucks!
Here are the two I need to choose from (they’ll be cropped, of course):
The moment the photo shoot was over, I RACED to the Triathlon swim training. And it was COLD! The first thing I did was to get into the bathroom, out of the night air, and scrub my face…I still had on all of my clown makeup. The next thing I did was to hack up a lung which caused the other swimmers alarm.
“Are you sure you should be swimming?” was the gist of their comments.
But the water was WARM (compared to the air)…it was practically hot actually! And it was an Olympic sized pool! Wow! That thing is big!
A coach gave me some drills to work on, which I generally hated, they were hard! He told me I swim flat, and I’m not twisting like I should be….why twist if you don’t have to? Seems silly to me, but he’s the coach. Hmm….
But overall, I had a really good workout, and I was the last one out of the pool. Mr. Trainer said I looked pretty good too.
Oh….but it had been so long since I’d gone swimming, my Speedo had two problems that I didn’t realize:
The string to tie it was missing!
It’s too big! It’s falling off of me! =)
So, I grabbed one hip, and tied it up in a little ball, like when girls tie their shirts up and look really slutty….as if Speedos weren’t all ready gay enough!
I got home, and proceeded to die the rest of the night. (Oh, and clean up the bathroom before Hubby had a coronary.)
The entire night, all through my sleep and even this moment as I’m typing at 10a the next morning, every single breath has a push and a wheeze in it…it’s like I’m only getting sicker. I’m thoroughly clogged, and dizzy and just all over bad.
Well, time to whip out the heavier meds I guess. I gotta get over this ickiness.
People often look at magazines or see someone on TV and say to themselves, “I want to look like that. “ Like the guy on the cover of Muscle & Fitness or the girl on the cover of Shape magazine, for example. The reality is most people don’t and won’t look like that.
We don’t mean to put a damper on hopes, wishes and dreams, but genetics won’t let you be someone else. They will, however, let you be the best you can be. For example, I (Dan) am short-waisted and whenever I gain weight it goes right around my belly button. I wish I had a long torso like the guy on the cover of the LL Bean catalog, but that’s not what my parents gave me. Yes, I can minimize fat on my stomach. Yes, I can have six-pack abs. And yes, I can strive to be the best my body will allow me to be. But let’s face it; I am never going to look like one of those Muscle & Fitness guys.
One of the biggest problems between trainers and clients is false expectations. Most trainers are struggling to get by so they tell their clients what the clients want to hear to entice them to sign up for personal training sessions. What trainers should tell their clients is that this relationship is really a 50/50 proposition. Meaning that the trainers will teach you everything you need to know to be successful, but you must hold up your end of the bargain and execute the plan. Like we always tell clients when they’re thinking about signing up with Paradigm Fitness: “We’ll lead you to water, but you must drink.” And more importantly, we’ll help you be the best Sara Smith or the best Bob Jones you can, just probably not the next Arnold Schwarzenegger or Denise Austin.
Most of us have a lot of untapped potential, though, so why not focus on that. To learn how to be your best, contact us at support@greatshapeup.com. And remember: Never stop trying.
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The Toronto Half-Marathon is a beautiful race. It’s definitely my favourite. Yonge Street is lined with shops and city people up early walking their dogs or themselves, drinking coffee or tea, cheering us on by number or our names printed on our bibs. Fabulous. The only real hill is “Hog’s Hollow” at Yonge and York Mills. It’s a doozie. Thankfully it’s at only 3k so that makes it easy, relatively speaking. For me the race was much easier than Scotiabank. Darlene had a little more trouble – again she’s warm about racing, I’m hot (think freak). The race was wonderful. We were picked up again, by John and Amy, my racing crew, went to Harvey’s for the bad stuff and home. Laying on the air mattress in front of the TV I had visions of 42.2km. I get really excited about goals. I’m beginning to think I’m goal oriented. We toyed with the idea of doing the Angus Glen Half 3 weeks later but Darlene shook some sense into me and the idea left.
We have stores here in Canada called The Running Room. This is where we went to get our shoes and winter running gear. We also went there to get running advice from Henri the manager and her assistant Glennis. We also went there to visit and laugh. Glennis once commented that D and I are like a movie, all she needed was popcorn. Apparently we’re entertaining. We told Henri we planned to do the Ottawa Marathon the following May. She suggested we run our usual 10k’s until the end of January when we’d start the 18 week training program according to John Stanton’s book “Running: Start to Finish”.
All my tests with Dr. S were coming up clear so the last week of January 2006, we started our training. I have to say that winter running is not my idea of a good time. Once we’ve warmed up and sweat is flowing and our technical clothes (dry wear) are working taking it away from our bodies it’s not too bad. At the start of a winter run we’re freezing (and D is cranky)! All we wear is a thin pair of dry wear pants, kinda like a Speedo only a little thicker and covering more skin; double layer nylon splash pants; generally 2 dry wear long sleeved shirts (both fairly thin), sometimes a dry wear t-shirt too if it’s really cold; a running jacket; dry wear balaclava, head band and dry wear gloves or mitts. Of course we wear our runners and dry wear winter socks. It seems like a lot but that jacket is almost as thin as a wind breaker and it really doesn’t keep us “warm”. The only thing keeping us warm is our muscles which heat up and make us sweat. However,…..when we first get out there in minus 15 degrees Celsius (that’s Canadian measurement eh?) WE’RE FREEZING!!! Sorry to shout but I gotta say that running in the freezing is not for the feint at heart. It’s for freaks like us! Now I know there are going to be a lot of you who take offense to me calling you freaks but really, think about this. There you are, warm and cozy in your warm and cozy house with your family and or pets or just furniture all warm and cozy, and you dress up all funny looking (face it we look funny) and ….. step…out…in…the…c o l d……. ‘Nuff said. However, I digress. We started marathon training (cue trumpet da da da da!!)
So this is a really poor picture, but I forgot to take one earlier. I went to the gym tonight for the first time in a couple weeks, and my plan was to take a picture of the treadmill when I had finished running. Due to unexpected complications, though, it slipped my mind. I haven’t been good about keep my New Year’s Resolution of going to the gym these last few weeks because my sister and little niece were in town, and I wanted to hang out with them while I could. They left about a week ago, but I’ve had such a random work schedule, plus I went out of town for a few days.
Now that everything has calmed down again, I’m renewing my focus. And I’m committed to turning myself into a runner. It doesn’t hurt my knees as much as I seemed to remember, so that’s a good sign. I ran a mile about two weeks ago and felt pretty good about it, so I thought I’d try again tonight. You know- slowly work my way up. About 3/4’s of a mile in tonight though, it felt like my lungs were collapsing (that’s probably a slight exaggeration, but you get the point). I had to slow to a walk and really concentrate on catching my breath. I’ve never smoked a cigarette (or anything else for that matter) in my life, and I’m not that out of shape, so I’m a little concerned. I have trouble breathing from time to time, but I always just assumed it was anxiety since it would hit me at weird times, and never really impacted my daily life. I’ve never been gasping for air or anything like I always imagine asthma attacks to be like. After tonight though, I don’t know anymore. I’m not going to give up on running, but it sucks that now I have to worry about this, too.
Any runners out there, I’ll take advice/tips on how to get over hating it
Now I know there are going to be a lot of you who take offense to me calling you freaks but really, think about this. There you are, warm and cozy in your warm and cozy house with your family and or pets or just furniture all warm and cozy, and you dress up all funny looking (face it we look funny) and ….. step…out…in…the…c o l d……. ‘Nuff said. However, I digress. We started marathon training (cue trumpet da da da da!!)