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Pfffffft – 48 Hours

This is my 300000 Calorie and uber sweaty smile.

So remember yesterday when I wrote about nearing three hundred thousand Calories logged with RunKeeper? And remember when I said that I’d cross that threshold sometime within the next 48 hours?

Ya – 48 hours. Pfffft. Whatever.

Because why do in 48 hours what one can do in 24?

And so when I came home from the office today I decided to do a little math1. That math informed me that I’d need to run 10 kilometres to pass the three hundred thousand Calorie count. This result couldn’t have been any more perfect, considering that I had a 10 kilometre run on my training schedule.

Well played Universe. Well played indeed.

So after a few moments rubbing a certain fuzzball’s belly, I jumped on the treadmill and set out on my way2. As per usual, Elliot found himself a comfy spot on my clean laundry that had been hanging on my treadmill drying prior to my run, plopped himself down, yawned, and started his exercise routine as well. Of couse, that meant he napped as I ran, occasionally lifting his head to look at me with disdain or disinterest, possibly suggesting that the noise I was making was interfering with his workout.

Since I burned an extra 100 Calories, I should probably have 2 donuts, right?

Anyway, after 48 minutes and 34 seconds I had completed a 10.06 kilometre run. I then spent an extra 20 or so minutes walking to cool down and keep my legs loose. After logging this, and my bike to and from school I checked my totals. Three hundred thousand one hundred Calories.


I know three hundred thousand is a completely arbitrary number in the grand scheme of things, but I have to say that it looks pretty damn sweet right now.

Of course, I was going to celebrate with some tasty treat – I’m staring at you Mr. Donut – but given my desire not to leave the house4 I’ve opted to have a beer. More specifically, a Smashbomb by Flying Monkey brewery. And it is most delicious5.

For those who might be wondering, the answer is yes, yes I am one beer post run buzzed. Because I’m apparently a wild man.

Here’s to the next three hundred thousand Calories.

1 Okay, I did a lot of math but that was unrelated to the problem at hand. Once that math was finished, then I did a little more to determine how far I’d have to run to cross the threshold.

2 There was absolutely no way I was going to try to run this outside, given that the great out-of-doors was approaching eleventy-billion degrees3.

3 Plus or minus, of course.

4 How is it that I can be this lazy at times?

5 Because everything tastes better after a run. True story.


Wine has carbs in it, right?

Today I boarded the train and made my way to Ottawa1 – day one of my Ottawa Marathon weekend.

The train ride was great2. I spent the bulk of it working – reviewing and commenting on a report, and prepping notes for a course that I’ll be helping to teach in June – the week after the Annual Meeting of the Statistical Society of Canada. The rest of the train ride included staring out the window as the train cut its way across Ontario.

After arriving in Ottawa, I met up with Mark – who will also be running the marathon on Sunday – and we made our way to our schwanky hotel for the weekend. Following check-in, we wandered to the ByWard Market for some good old time-y carbo-loading.

Translation: french fries and beer. Verdict: carbo-licious.

Sunset. Awesome.

After sufficiently stuffing our faces with carbs, we wandered the market some more and then decided we needed Starbucks. An icy cold tall Mocha Coconut Frappaccino (with soy-milk, hold the whip) for me, and a grande hot chocolate (with whip) for Mark. Of course, we justified the consumption of these high Calorie high sugar treats with the fact that we would be running 42.2km on Sunday morning. Clearly we need the Calories. Ha!

Our bellies now full of carbs and sugars and Calories, we headed to pick up our race kits and wander the pre-race expo. As per usual, the pre-race expo included free samples of various gels, running gummies, and energy bars, information on other races, and places to buy new running gear. A runner’s Mecca if you will.

Sun setting behind parliament. A great way to end the day.

Eventually we made our way to dinner – pasta and a beer of course. By the end, I was stuffed. Painfully stuffed. To be honest, I’m still stuffed (hours later). But it’s all for a good cause, right? And I need to keep reminding myself that I need the energy.

We ended the day by taking a walk around parliament and down to the river so that we could watch the sun set, and then returned to the hotel to chat and relax. After all, we are supposed to be taking it easy so that we are in prime form when the gun goes off on Sunday morning.

Anyway, tomorrow is another day to relax and fill my gullet with carbo-treats. Which means I should get to bed so that I’m rested for my day of gluttony and sloth.

Gluttony and sloth, two of the seven deadly sins, or the best pre-marathon game-plan ever? Something to ponder.

1 My trek also included a bus ride thanks to the Via Rail strike. Truth be told, the bus ride wasn’t too bad as it was only one hour long. However, the larger than average dude that sat next to me took up more real estate than I was comfortable with. I pretended not to notice, and instead focused on napping and watching Game of Thrones on my computer.

2 There’s something to be said for first class – lots of leg room, lots of service, and plenty of extras, such as chocolate3 and wine4.

3 Tasty carbs.

4 Tasty liquid carbs.

Now With 90% Less Evil

Tired, but not this tired.

It has been just over 24 hours since the 30K Around the Bay, and despite being a little tired, I’m feeling pretty good. My joints aren’t screaming. My muscles aren’t nearly as tight as I thought they might be. My walk to the office today was as fast as normal1. And while I’m tired, I’m not knackered.

I won’t lie though – walking down stairs was a bit of a chore2. It’s not painful or anything that extreme – I can just tell that my muscles are tired. And perhaps weak. And maybe a little angry. I think the lack of fuel, coupled with dehydration and loss of electrolytes might explain that. And if that doesn’t work for you, perhaps the build-up of lactic acid – a result of pushing my body well past the exhaustion point yesterday – will. Regardless, each time I left my office and descended the stairs, it served only to remind me about how awesome yesterday was.

And it was awesome.

On my walk home this eve I realized that all I was thinking about was running. And I wasn’t just thinking about running yesterday. I was also thinking about my upcoming race, and how I might improve my diet so as to avoid another fueling issue. And I was thinking about my time, and whether I want to try for a personal best half marathon, or just run it as a training run? Is a personal best attainable? Hells ya. Is it smarter to treat it as a training run? Probably. I’ve not made my decision yet. I’ll probably leave that decision to the day of the race.

The Tasmanian Devil. Not so wicked. Mostly awesome.

Anyway, I’m home and relaxing at the moment. My feet are up, the fuzzball is dashing around the condo chasing ghosts or something, I’ve finally just celebrated yesterday’s run with a beer, and I am debating if I’m going to do any further work this eve.

Regardless, there is a huge part of me that feels the need to go for a run. Partly because I’m a mileage whore. Partly because I want to know if I can. But mainly because I love running. Fortunately I’m smart enough to know that I need a little bit of a rest.

And since there is no rest for the wicked, I can only assume this means I’m not wicked. Or perhaps I’m wicked-reduced – the Calorie-reduced equivalent of wicked – all the same wicked flavour, all the same wicked fun, but with 90% less evil.

Just to be safe, I’ll restart my training tomorrow.

1 Given the frigid temperatures, my walk may have been faster than normal.

2 I didn’t notice any issues walking up stairs – just down.

A Serious Case Of Deep-Fried Lethargy

Mmmm, get in my belly. Note: leftover calamari does not look as good as this

Holy crapshite, I am le hungry.

I just got home. Yes, I know it’s after 10pm, and I know that I left the house at 8am, and I know I’ve been working since 6am, and I realize that Elliot probably thinks I’m a part-time caregiver, but…wait…what’s my point?

Maybe my point is that I’m not only late, but that I’ve also eaten terribly today. Not in terms of quality, but quantity. Alright, I had a donut during a meeting so perhaps the quality of my Calories was also lacking. Point is, I ate like shite today. Between oatmeal for breakfast, the aforementioned donut, an egg salad sandwich at lunch, some fruit around 6, and about 3 gallons of coffee (give or take a gallon – with strong emphasis on take), I’d say I’m short on my daily requirements by about 15 trillion Calories (again, give or take – with strong emphasis on take).

Ultimately, what I’m trying to say is that my day can be summed up as work-filled and food-lacking. And these are the types of maths that lead to my initial declaration: I am le hungry.

Sadly, I’m just too tired and lazy to do anything about it (i.e., cook). Fortunately when I opened up my fridge I was greeted by a lovely white box of leftover goodness. Leftovers from dinner last night with friends. Now, I won’t say that the leftovers are quality in terms of their nutritional breakdown, but they are quantity. And right now, that’s all I really care about.

So here’s to my leftover calamari, samosa, and coconut shrimp. May your deep fried goodness speed your way into my belly such that tomorrow I awake full of deep-fried nutritional awesomeness and not deep-fried lethargy.

I’m pretty sure asking my food to do stuff for me is how nutrition works.

UPDATE: Okay, it’s about 40 or so odd minutes later. I am no longer hungry. In fact, I’m the extreme opposite of no longer hungry. I am painfully full of deep-fried leftover deliciousness. And as much as I fight it, I’m feeling a rather serious case of deep-fried lethargy coming on. Oh nutrition – I have so failed you today!

Carbo-Loading With Cinnamon Buns

Tomorrow is the big day. Race day. My first ever official marathon. I am a mix of emotions. Nervous, stoked, excited, nauseous, anxious, happy, gassy. Wait, no, not the last one.

Anyway, today is carbo-loading day. That is, today is the day that Mark and I are supposed to be consuming lots of carbs (good carbs of course) in order to help fuel our body for the 42.2km we need to run starting at 7am tomorrow morning. I have no idea whether science has confirmed or denied the benefits of carbo-loading, but I don’t care. It gives me an excuse to eat whatever I want and whenever I want. Granted, with my stupid stomach, it’s still a chore. So far today I have had coffee (0 Calories), a latte (~180 Calories), half a bowl of oatmeal (~350 Calories), and a cinnamon bun (~350 Calories). Clearly I have much work to do. And by work to do, I clearly mean food to eat.

The craziest part, is that I estimate I will need to consume 5600 Calories tomorrow in order to break even. My normal Caloric intake is supposed to be 2200 Calories, give or take. Those are the Calories that I require just to carry on my regular daily schedule (based on my goal weight of 145lbs – which last I checked I was under). The marathon is expected to use up at least 3400 extra Calories. Crazy. So somehow I have to find it in me to consume a lot more food than usual.

To put 5600 Calories into perspective, this would be equivalent to

  • 31 tall vanilla soy lattes from Starbucks (at 180 Calories per latte),
  • 56 bananas (approximately 100 Calories per medium-sized banana),
  • 10 Big Macs (approximately 546 Calories per Big Mac – ew),
  • 7 Reese’s Peanut Butter Cup Blizzard from Dairy Queen (approximately 760 Calories each), or
  • 140 cups of almond milk (unsweetened, approximately 40 Calories per cup).
Since I can’t eat dairy and I wouldn’t touch a Big Mac to save my life, I’m going to have to resort to other means. Such as an extra soy latte or two. Honestly, I have no idea how I’m going to compensate for the loss of Calories due to the run. I’ll figure something out.
Anyway, I should go grab some lunch. Wish me luck!

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I Ain’t Fatty-Fat-Fat-Fat No More

Welcome to another entry in a list of entries detailing my innate nerdiness and desire to track data; all Dan, all the time1.  In this case, I present for your perusal an iPhone app (as well as a web based app) known as LoseIt2. And what data do I track with LoseIt?  Only those data that are specific to my eating habits; when food was consumed, what food was consumed, and how much food was consumed.  It also allows me to track any and all exercise so that my net daily Caloric gain or loss can be monitored.

Now don’t fret folks, I am not using this application to lose weight.  Even I know that would be insane.  Instead, I am using it to try to maintain my weight.   You may recall that since I began living with my hiatal hernia, I’ve had a very difficult time eating enough food in a day.  Compound that with any sort of exercise routine and you can imagine the outcome.  For me, the result was a drastic weight loss of almost 50 pounds in only a few short months (as detailed here).  The vomiting and the pain sort of put a damper on eating big meals, or eating at all.  So clearly, consuming (and retaining) enough Calories to keep my weight stable has been a chore.

LoseIt has been a huge help in this challenge.  That is, it helps me see very clearly what I’ve consumed in a day, and I can modify my behaviour accordingly.  To maintain my weight at 145 lbs, I should intake about 2250 Calories (net) per day3.  When I’m off of this mark, a pretty little graph will tell me.  Green if I’m under, red if I’m over.

This is one of my not-so-good weeks. Although, in comparison to the 4 weeks prior, I guess it was about par.

Normally the green would be desired as it indicates “go”, as in “good”, or “go get ‘em tiger”; clearly cheers you want to hear if you were attempting to lose weight.  Red would indicate “stop”, as in “stop eating that deep-fried flan, fatty-fat-fat-fat”4.

Since I’ve started using it, I’ve managed to up my Caloric intake per day by snacking far more often; almost consistently to be honest.  But the outcome has been worth it.  I have managed to maintain my weight around 145 lbs (~65.77 kg) for a little while now.  I don’t appear to be losing weight anymore, and I am confident that I won’t have to start buying extra-extra small clothes5.

The program also informs me of the percentage of Calories that come from protein, carbohydrates, and fats, as well as some info on other nutrients (sodium, cholesterol, etc.).  I don’t normally care about this, but I do check it from time to time.  The only problem here is that some of the foods in the database do not have all of the nutritional information listed to produce an accurate daily representation of my nutritional intake.  Additionally, I sometimes wonder whether or not the food I’ve selected adequately describes what I’m eating.  For example, does the Tropical Trail Mix actually represent that home-made trail mix I eat?  Likely not.  But since I’m not losing weight anymore, I’m gathering that it is a good approximation.

A four week trend of Caloric intake by source. According to the intertubes, about 20-35% of Calories should come from fat, 10-35% from protein, and 45-65% from carbohydrates. I'm not sure how valid those numbers are though. It appears that I fall into these ranges.

There are other reports available, such as a simple summary identifying the foods that you most often consume.  Since I am a creature of habit (I sort of have to be so as not to upset the volcano gods that clearly live in my stomach), I am not surprised to learn that I eat the same foods almost daily.  Lots of fruit, salad, tuna, english muffins, and other good things.  I am also not surprised to know that I consume a large quantity of soy milk lattes.  The program tells me that I’ve had 187 of them in the past year (equivalent to 40,141 Calories6).  To be honest, I’m surprised it hasn’t been more.

Being the nerd I am, I am thinking about purchasing the Withings Scale, which works with the LoseIt application.  Basically, it would allow me to weigh myself on a daily or weekly basis, then automatically transfer my weight (and various other measures) through the magic and mystery that are the intertubes directly to the database that is the LoseIt application.  It means all sorts of extra charts and nerdy goodness.  However, I’ve not convinced myself yet that I want to shell out the large dollars for a scale.

Bottom line, this application is great.  I recommend it to anyone that is trying to watch their weight.  Of course if one is trying to lose or gain weight, one should always chat with a nutritionist first.  Thankfully, I can always rely on the expertise that is Dr. Beth, as she knows a thing or two about nutrition :)

1 Such entries as

2 Download the iPhone application here (it’s free last I checked).  The website can be found here.

3 This value comes directly from LoseIt. However, according to the Health Canada website, there is a formula to determine my Caloric requirement.  A formula, people.  And not just any formula, one that includes Physical Activity Coefficient.  I’m swooning.  Anyway, according to the formula, and based on my age and gender, I should consume

  • 2292 Calories per day if I were sedentary (I am not).
  • 2508 Calories per day if I spent 30-60 minutes per day performing moderate activities, such as walking 5 to 7 km/h (I do this every day just going to and from the school).
  • 2783 Calories per day if I spent at least 60 minutes per day performing moderate activities, or
  • 3234 Calories per day if I spent at least 60 minutes per day performing moderate activities, AND an additional 60 minutes performing vigorous activities.

I would say I fall somewhere between the third and fourth options.

4 Note that Fatty-fat-fat-fat was one of my nicknames when I was younger.

5 I have started buying extra small and small shirts. Talk about a weird experience, given that not so long ago I was buying large. With that in mind, I have a huge basket full of mens large shirts if anyone wants to look through them.

6 Which would be burned off if I were to run 10 kilometres per hour for about 51 hours straight.  Riiiiiiight.