fitness · self care

A week of self-care bootcamp: notes from the trenches

This week marked for me the end of my semester and the start of summer. I’ve turned in all my grades, attended graduation, finished a somewhat late grant report, and written a flurry of wrap-up emails about this and that.

This spring was a particularly emotionally depleting term. I had what seemed like a record number of needy students, and I spent lots of time and energy on helping them make it through to finals. This is my job and I’m committed to doing what it takes. But it took a lot out of me.

My therapist made a a great suggestion: she said I should consider myself as enrolling in self-care bootcamp as a way to rest, recharge and prepare myself for my research, home projects and travel for the summer. What a great idea!

Starting on Monday, I spent two days doing nothing but sleep, read, eat meals and watch back episodes of Star Trek Discovery. I did a little yoga on my mat in the living room and also meditated, which I do every day.

On Tuesday, I went to acupuncture, then bought lovely produce at my favorite lovely produce place. I thought about cooking.

By Wednesday I had emerged from my drowsy state and started to unearth my house from the layers of clothing, papers, books and other domestic detritus that had built up over the semester. I ran the first of several loads of laundry, cooked some of the produce and ate a nice meal. I read and then watched a bit of a historical series on PBS.

On Thursday I felt like tackling some small-scale house projects, so I did. I also picked up Dixie the dog– I’m taking care of her until next Tuesday. We walked around my neighborhood, admiring the flora and fauna in our specific ways– me by looking, her by sniffing. I cooked another nice dinner, with Dixie paying very close attention.

Rolling on the grass is clearly fun for Dixie.
Rolling on the grass is clearly fun for Dixie. I haven’t tried it myself. Yet.

Dixie and I have gotten into a routine of meals, walks, play, napping, and social activity. We went to Watertown Porchfest with friends yesterday, walking around town to hear various bands set up on porches (obvs) and driveways. At one such concert I headed to the dog section, and made myself popular by offering dog treats to all four-footed music lovers in attendance.

When I’m not attending to Dixie, I’m engaging in other self-care tasks. I unsubscribed from some of the many Substack, NYTimes and miscellaneous other newsletters that I signed up for. I want to be informed and I love diving into topics I never knew were so complex and fascinating. But the throughput is just too much, so I’m giving myself a little vacay from having to decide whether and when to read any one of a dozen-plus newsletters.

I’m also doing a clear-out of excess stuff from my kitchen, pantry and study. My church is holding a sidewalk sale June 1, so this is a perfect opportunity to lighten things up and send many formerly-loved and used items on their way to new homes. It feels liberating and self-caring to let go of things that I’m not using or valuing anymore, in the hopes that someone else might use or value them. You never know.

The cherry on top of my self-care sundae is today’s two-hour gentle yoga and restorative sound bath with crystal singing bowls at Artemis, my local yoga studio. I did a one-hour sound bath a few weeks ago and felt very refreshed. I’m really looking forward to this one.

Next week begins more focused work on summer writing projects. I think I’m ready. This week was great– I slowed way down and only did what I wanted and needed to feel more replenished. As I ramp up activities, I hope to carry some of that self-care with me.

Readers, what do you do when you are out of gas and need to rest and refuel? I’d love to hear from you.

Dixie at rest on the loveseat. I was similarly sprawled out on the couch.
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Amanda is traveling and thinking about sports fans

Here’s an older post of hers about gender and fandom.

Enjoy!

Professional Sports, Fans and Gender -Some Thoughts

A yellow racket in the green grass with dandelions.
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To listen, read, and watch this weekend, #ListenReadWatch

LISTEN

Caroline Paul is a thrill-seeker and writer who is on a quest to encourage women to get outside and embrace adventure as they age. She and Steve talk about fighting fires, walking on airplane wings, and finding awe in birdwatching.

Listen here

READ

Christine reviewed the book here!

WATCH

“Today’s SuperAge episode features author, pilot, and lifelong adventurer Caroline Paul, who shares her insights on the importance of outdoor adventure and its positive impacts as we age. Caroline emphasizes the significance of embracing new experiences, breaking through societal norms, and the unique empowerment that comes from stepping outside one’s comfort zone. Her personal journey, highlighted by her various outdoor exploits, illustrates how engaging with nature can lead to a richer, more fulfilling life in one’s later years. Caroline’s message is clear: aging isn’t about slowing down but about rediscovering oneself through adventure and exploration.”

Enjoy!

fitness · swimming

Tomorrow is National Learn to Swim Day

At least in the USA. In Canada, it’s the start of the May 24th long weekend, so the traditional start of the season when people go to the lake, camping, kayaking, etc.

Everyone should learn to swim, or at least learn enough about water safety to keep themselves and their families from drowning.

It’s also a great form of low-impact full-body exercise and a new skill you can learn at any age. I taught my grandma to swim when she was in her early 80s.

I admit to bias, as I have been swimming since childhood and find my calm and peace in the silence and rhythmic movement of swimming. It’s also where I have met a whole network of adult friends.

Diane and four friends taking a selfie in the water. All five are wearing bright caps, goggles and swim floats.

If you do a lane swim regularly , or swim with a masters club, or even swim competitively, that’s awesome. If that’s not your thing, please enjoy the beach, the pond or the river – safely.

accessibility · cycling · feminism · fitness · inclusiveness · kids and exercise

Safe Streets are a Feminist Issue

Last weekend, I participated in the first Kidical Mass Ride of the season in Ottawa. What is Kidical Mass? From their website, it’s an alliance of hundreds of organizations from Canada to Australia united by the vision that children and young people should be able to move around safely and independently on foot and by bike. Children who are active by bike and on foot from an early age remain so as adults.

So where does the feminism come it? @envirojen.bluesky.social, a safe cycling advocate in Halifax says: “If you’ve attended one of our (Kidical Mass) rides, then you’ll know that many of us were radicalized by pushing a stroller, or cycling with kids. Motherhood has certainly helped me flex my movement building muscles.”

This photo is actually from an anti-pipeline protest in 2016, but I have seen the same sign at many protests around women’s rights, and this one has a bicycle. The older woman in the picture has a sign attached to her mobility device that says “I can’t believe I still have to protest this shit”.

Change requires a mass movement. ‘Stop De Kindermoord’ in the Netherlands (1970s) and the ‘Baby Carriage Blockades’ in the USA (1950 & 60s) are historical examples of safe streets movements organized by parents, and in particular, mothers.

Historian Peter Norton, a professor at the University of Virginia, has been documenting how the movement for safe streets has largely been the work of mothers. He recently wrote about a protest in Montreal in April 1974, when about 70 parents, wearing black arm bands, marched to the office of Montreal’s traffic director, bearing funeral wreaths to present to him. They were calling attention to the deadly peril children faced on their walks to school.   On paper, speed limits in school zones were 20 mph. In the absence of any signs near most school zones, however, motorists drove much faster. The parents demanded signs.   The marchers were led by three mothers whose children had been injured by drivers. When the three arrived at the traffic director’s office he refused to see them, and had police escort them out. Before leaving, the women left their funeral wreaths for him at his office door.

Black and white image from the Montreal Star newspaper showing women carrying funeral wreaths, protest signs, and their children as they march in pairs.

Fifty years later the fight continues. As Cassie Smith, one of the Kidical Mass organizers in Ottawa says: Even now women have less access to cars and more caregiving responsibility giving us particular insight into the injustice of space.

This week, an eleven year-old child died while riding his bike in a supposedly safe area near his school. He was the friend of the son of one of my colleagues.

I got into cycling advocacy because of climate change and to have more safe access to the public space, especially for people on bikes, and because cycling is fun and practical. I was aware of some of the equity issues around cycling and active transit more generally, but I have learned a lot since, and now I’m angry. I hope I won’t still have to be protesting this shit for years to come, but I’m fully prepared to do so if necessary.

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Hiking Experiences and Etiquette

Last week my husband and I were in Arizona visiting friends, and part of the trip was going to the Grand Canyon. We are (were?*) both avid hikers; we have hiked up to the Burgess Shale, and through Yoho National Park in the Rockies, in Strathcona National Park on Vancouver Island (saw cougar and bear tracks!!), Bryce and Zion National Parks in southern Utah, Keoneheʻeheʻe Trail into the crater of Haleakalā in Hawaii, and lots of other spectacular places. Hiking into mountains and canyons brings an up close and personal experience, and in some cases, the experience borders on epiphanic. That usually happens when I’m alone, surrounded only by the vastness of the landscape, and a silence broken only by the sound of the wind or the occasional bird call. 

However, this was the Grand Canyon, which is on EVERYONE’S bucket list. There is a paved path along the South Rim which makes the majestic views of the canyon accessible to everyone. And at times it seemed that everyone in the US was there, along with peoples of the world. We heard French, Russian, Mandarin, Japanese, Hindi, Tamil and lots of other languages we didn’t recognize. The path was shoulder-to-shoulder people. And that was OK, but we wanted a more “up close and personal” experience (see above). So the next day, we chose one of several hiking trails, called Bright Angel Trail, that would take us down into the canyon (not to the floor, but a fair ways down). We estimated the round trip would take about 3-ish hours; they did say that the way up would take twice as much time as the way down, so we planned to hike down for about an hour. 

As for an “up close and personal” experience, we did get that…..with PEOPLE. So many people! There was so much foot traffic on this trail, which really surprised us. And this is where the hiking etiquette comes in. It’s generally (so we thought) known that hikers going uphill get the right of way. So if someone is coming up and you’re going down, you step aside and make way for them. Which is what we did. 

But not everyone knew about/paid attention to this rule, so I was observing what kinds of people barrelled past us as we were going back up. Young people travelling in groups. Men hiking alone or with a small group. I forgave them if they were not speaking English, because people from other countries may not know about this etiquette. But many of them were speaking English with American accents. Older people and women almost always gave us the right of way, with encouraging smiles and words. I used my hiking poles to great effect, taking up all the space. And going SLOWLY because it was UP.

Ah well….I hope everyone enjoyed their experiences. We did, and met some nice people along the way. Although for our next hike in spectacular scenery, we may choose something a bit quieter…..

* we have not done overnight backcountry hiking for several years!

Image of the Grand Canyon, showing layers of rock in different colours.

fitness · health

Globally speaking, who’s healthier, men or women? It’s complicated

(CW: In this blog, I’m discussing an recent Lancet article that uses data classifying people as male” or “female”; the researchers acknowledge that this binary doesn’t accurately describe the population, but notes that data using other classifications are sparse. They add that future research needs to include more categories in order to better understand sex and gender-based global health outcomes.)

Just this month, a comprehensive study came out, comparing the factors for men and women that contribute to disease burden globally. Global Burden of Disease is a term (and whole area of public health and medical research) that “looks at ways to quantify health loss across places and over time, so that health systems can be improved and disparities eliminated.” If this seems like a gnarly complicated business, that’s because it is. It’s also extremely important, especially for identifying and addressing sources of inequities in healthcare systems.

This latest article’s findings are interesting, and also paint a complicated picture of gender-based health disparities. Globally, women live longer than men, but they spend more of their lives with non-fatal illnesses and conditions than men do. Here’s a graph to illustrate, produced for the Guardian news outlet, using the data from the paper:

Graph showing conditions resulting in increased years lived with disability (DALYs), comparing men and women.

What are the highlights here? It turns out that the conditions that predominantly affect women– low back pain, depression, headaches, and musculoskeletal disorders– don’t strongly reduce lifespan, but rather increase disability and reduce disease-free function. Contrast this with the conditions that affect men more strongly– COVID-19, road injuries, and heart disease/stroke, liver and respiratory disease– which do shorten lifespan, but don’t necessarily produce years of disability and suffering.

So, women live longer, but in more pain and with trouble functioning. Men live shorter lives, but with fewer chronic conditions that cause pain and limit function.

Here’s what the study’s co-lead author, Gabriela Gil, of the Institute for Health Metrics and Evaluation, said we should conclude about this disparity:

“It’s clear that women’s healthcare needs to extend well beyond areas that health systems and research funding have prioritised to date, such as sexual and reproductive concerns.”

“Conditions that disproportionately impact females in all world regions, such as depressive disorders, are significantly underfunded compared with the massive burden they exert, with only a small proportion of government health expenditure globally earmarked for mental health conditions.

“Future health system planning must encompass the full spectrum of issues affecting females throughout their lives, especially given the higher level of disability they endure and the growing ratio of females to males in ageing populations.”

Yes, we already knew that mental health is much less well funded around the globe. It’s interesting (in a bad way) that conditions like headache disorders, which predominantly affect women, are not very effectively treated. We can see this in some graphs showing the temporal patterns of the 20 top causes of global burden of disease, 1990–2020 (p. e290). For conditions like heart disease, tuberculosis, stroke and some others, we see improvements, largely due to advances in medical technology. But for conditions like headache disorders, depression disorders, lower back pain and musculoskeletal disorders (primarily affecting women), the graphs are flat, indicating no improvement over 30 years. I leave conclusions to the reader.

In order to address these sex-and-gender health inequities, we need to be able to measure them. That includes expanding our gender categories and also devising sex-and-gender-specific ways of preventing and treating these causes of ill health, say the authors of the study. I couldn’t agree more.

fitness · swimming

Sam seriously wants your swimming advice

I love being in the water.

In many respects, I’m an excellent swimmer.

I feel like there is zero danger of me drowning (not zero, but pretty close). I’ve got lots of endurance. I float well.

But I’ve always struggled with lane swimming, with free style/front crawl. I’m horrible at coordinating my breathing. I get water in my nose, hair in my eyes, and I seem to lack the basic coordination to have anything like a real stroke.

I’ve mastered it once in my life, with a total immersion swim coach for triathlon, but even then I was the anchor member of the slow lane. Like I could do it, but I never got any better, any faster. In triathlons, I was always the last person out of the water who didn’t need to be rescued.

I’ve taken learn to swim a bunch but the problem there is that I can swim. I won’t drown. I just can’t do a recognizable stroke that would have me swim laps.

Here’s me in 2018 and more about it here. And also in 2018, more about me and swimming and my love of swimming outdoors.

I’ve considered just getting a snorkel for lane swimming!

One thing for certain, this summer I will swim more outside.

But I want your advice about learning to lane swim inside. What’s the best way to learn? I’m too good for learn to swim and not good enough for any masters’ swimming groups.

The blog has some excellent swimmers: Catherine, Tracy, Savita, Mallory, Diane, Nat….I want to join your ranks.

Advice welcome. Did I mention that?

people at the beach
Photo by Jennifer Polanco on Pexels.com
fitness · nature · spring · walking

Christine whines, “Bring on Spring, please!“

Last June, I wrote a post about pretending that it was Summer and shortly thereafter, we had some good weather.

Right now, I’m hoping I can use some of the same kind of blog magic and invoke some Springishness.

A selfie of me in an orange jacket on a dull day.
This is not the face of someone frolicking in Spring weather. This is the face of someone determined to be outside even if it is kind of dreary. Image description: a selfie of slightly smirky me wearing my husband’s orange jacket (with the hood up) and my green-framed glasses. It’s a dull day and there are evergreens and leafless deciduous trees behind me.

I’m ready for some green leaves and for more flowers and for some consistent warmth.

I want to do some yoga on my patio.

I want to get my garden sorted.

I want to have more reasons to get outside (Ones that aren’t just ’I’d feel better if I went outside for a while.’)

I mean, I know that I live on a rocky island in the Atlantic Ocean so I don’t want to set my hopes too high but even 5 degrees warmer (on a regular basis) and a few sunny days in a row would be great.

If you happen to be a weather witch or am ancient weather goddess, could you conjure up some friendly weather for me? I’ll bake you some great cookies and/or draw you something fun in return.

In the meantime, I’ll keep pretending it’s Spring – opening my office window, standing on the patio whenever possible, drinking tea on my front step, taking longer walks – and perhaps I’ll trick the sun into coming out for a while.

A photo of a dog on a wet asphalt path
Khalee is unfazed by the weather, she just wants to sniff things and make sure other dogs aren’t walking on ‘her’ path. (My attempts to convince her that it is a public path have been for nought.) image description: a photo of Khalee, a medium sized dog with light brown fur standing on a wet asphalt path and looking alert.
body image · fitness · weight loss · weight stigma

Scary trifecta: Weight Watchers, Oprah, and Ozempic

abstract photo of a bridge railing in a diamond patter, captured using ICM (intentional camera movement) to create blur. Photo by Tracy Isaacs
Image description: abstract photo of a bridge railing in a diamond patter, captured using ICM (intentional camera movement) to create blur. Photo by Tracy Isaacs

CONTENT WARNING: this post talks about Weight Watchers and medications used for weight loss.

We have been dissing Weight Watchers here for a long time, from Sam’s “I hate you, Weight Watchers” post more than a decade ago to my “Oprah: Eating Bread, Making Bread,” when Oprah took shares in the company and joined the board in 2016. It’s a business. Businesses are interested in making money. Oprah is a brand unto herself. She too is interested in making money.

The culture of weight loss and diet has a well-entrenched stronghold still today, but the oppositional voices are getting louder. Many of us here at the blog are fans of the Maintenance Phase podcast and host Aubrey Gordon’s book about weight loss myths. We’ve read Kate Manne’s Unshrinking and written about it. And we’ve consistently talked about body image, body acceptance, anti-diet perspectives, the disentangling of size and health, rejection of body-shaming — too many posts to count.

And so it was with interest and not a little bit of suspicion and skepticism that I tuned in to the Oprah/Weight Watchers YouTube livestream “event” the other day to find out what new message WW could possibly be peddling under the title: “Making the Shift: A New Way to Think about Weight.” Could they finally, finally be changing to a new narrative that, despite their brand, is NOT about weight loss?

We have been here before, where they have gone from “Weight Watchers” to “WW,” and where they have gone from “dieting” to “lifestyle” and “healthy habits.” None of these shifts has been enough to change their game entirely. I mean, in the end their users are joining to lose weight. What, I wondered, are they up to now?

The event started off inspiring confidence that maybe, just maybe, real change is afoot. Oprah, in her “girlfriend” way, started with a story of total humiliation during her first appearance on the Tonight Show in 1985, when Joan Rivers asked her how she gained “the weight” and had her promising to lose 15 pounds by the end of the show (after which she gained 25). She lamented her contribution to narratives of “weight loss success” over the years, including pushing liquid diets as a path to weight loss. She claimed that one of her career lowpoints, about which she is filled with regret, is that time she rolled a cart of fat equalling in weight the fat she’d lost, onto her stage.

But in her preamble, right after she told her stories, she identified obesity as a “disease” for which no one should carry shame. We should all, she said, love our bodies. She listed of a range of possible ways to go, none of which anyone is obligated to pursue. You do not deserve to be shamed, she said, “whether you choose to start moving more, whether you want to eat differently, whether you want to change your lifestyle, whether you want to take the medications, or whether you choose to do absolutely nothing.” To be satisfied the way you are, where you are, is totally “up to you.” Then the CEO of Weight Watchers, Sima Sistani, came on and apologized for her company’s contribution to diet culture and the harm it has caused to the people who did not reach their goals on their program.

This “event” is part of a series of media moments paving the way for Weight Watchers to start promoting the use of weight loss medications. This is not brand new news, but it was news to me. And I have to say, if you had asked me to predict that “we should all love ourselves without shame” would end up at “and if that includes taking medications to lose weight so you can conform to the cultural standard for acceptable bodies,” I would not have landed there.

With the diet/points program failing to help people achieve long-term weight loss (because diets don’t work), it had two choices: become irrelevant or start encouraging people to take medication. I’ve had it pointed out to me that in some ways this strategy is more on point with the truth of what is required for successful weight loss. And that may be the case.

What I find most egregious about the live-stream is the mixed messaging. I have never thought that the only reason diet culture is harmful is that it’s almost impossible to lose weight and keep it off. That is a harm, to be sure, if people are going to continue to chase an unattainable goal and support the industry that promotes it. But I continue to think that more serious harm is that it reinforces the idea that the only acceptable body type is slimmer. Whether through diet or exercise or medication, weight loss is still the goal. Are we resigned to maintaining this picture and keeping weight loss as a life goal?

This tweak to the weight loss narrative adds a further layer of personal responsibility onto a problem of cultural harm. Keep in mind too that the drugs work by making it easier to consume fewer calories. So in the end, they reinforce the connection between calorie intake and weight gain or loss, thus offering credence to the view that dieting would work but for the dieter eating more than they “should.”

If we could rewrite that conversation with Oprah and Joan Rivers, the gist of it would still be that Oprah should lose the weight, and if that means taking the meds, then take the meds. But is it not more concerning still, is it not, that Joan Rivers felt she had the right to call out Oprah’s size (at all, nevermind so publicly on national television)? Of course Oprah has now very publicly affirmed her use of the new weight loss drugs, like Ozempic, for the purposes of weight loss. And these have now been built into Weight Watchers’ business plan.

It’s tricky of course. No one wants to say we don’t have choices, and that if people opt for a certain choice that’s their business. But there is a tension in broadening the range of pathways to body-acceptance to include new forms of weight loss. It falls into the same category of tension, I think, as anti-aging cosmetic procedures like fillers and surgeries. The more people opt for these “treatments,” the more the prizing of youthful appearance and the rejection of aging faces and bodies remains the normative standard. Does that mean these things shouldn’t be available as options? No. But does it mean that there would be less harm and more opportunity for a healthier and more realistic range, if fewer people chose them. And it would be better if we didn’t feel that normative pressure so strongly. But it’s tough to be an outlier and it takes energy, effort, and awareness to reject the messaging.

To me Oprah + Weight Watchers + weight loss meds is a scary trifecta. The mixed messages have hit a new low. Their contribution to the fear of being fat has not stopped. It has simply evolved with the times to generate a new and profitable income-stream.