In a cruel twist, the day after I received my directionally-positive cholesterol news, the 9 boxes of girls scout cookies we ordered arrived.
Yes, nine. Yes, that’s embarrassing (though in my defense, we like to support the neighborhood girls. And yes, I realize we could have given them the money and donated the cookies. Somehow, though, that’s not what happened.)
Sadly for my lo-co goal, only 1 was a box of “Tagalongs” – the peanut butter cookies I despise. All the rest were Thin Mints and Samoas – which to me are the very definition of irresistible.
I bit the yoga bullet this week, fully expecting to quickly feel the benefits of all that balancing and stretching on my over-tight achilles, calves and hamstrings.
Instead, downward dog bit me.
Let me start by saying how embarrassing it is to get hurt doing yoga. Especially since I’m a good athlete…and I’ve done yoga before. I mean, I’m no pro or anything and it’s been years since I’ve ‘graced’ any yoga studio with my presence, but I do know the basics. And it’s not inherently dangerous like tennis (last week a friend got hit in the face with the ball.) So while my legs felt great after the yoga class,
Bright and early yesterday morning, I had my fasting blood test. After 2 months of low-fat, low cholesterol dining, along with a somewhat increased exercise plan, I’m hoping my LDL and Total Cholesterol numbers will have declined. But I am expecting them to have held steady or increased, given: a) my not-quite-total commitment to lo-co lifestyle — Phish Food still included, exercise hasn’t hit that holy-grail daily level, and b) the ‘Roller Coaster‘ experience.
In preparation for the phone call I expect from my doctor, I dove into the June 2009 Red Yeast Rice study published in the Annals of Internal Medicine.
So at a pot-luck dinner Friday night (I brought the CL-Asparagus Salmon Orzo dish), my friend Cindy said she was enjoying my blog but if I was still eating Phish Food ice cream every night, didn’t that mean I was failing?
Luckily, much wonderful wine was available (thank you Jill), so I was able to avoid thinking about that. Until today.
Here’s the thing – I am hoping that the many other choices I am making will result in lower cholesterol. That I can still have my cake ice-cream and eat it too.