It’s a sweet, sweet life

Today I came across an interesting article whereby scientists have discovered that insects eat for pleasure!  Researchers at the University of Georgia have identified the neural pathways in an insect that are tied to eating for pleasure, a discovery which may shed light on similar impulsive eating pathways in the human brain.

The insect chosen for this research was the fruit fly larvae. The research team presented them with appetising odours and found this caused impulsive feeding of sugar-rich foods, with the fly larvae consuming approximately 30 per cent more food.

When the fly larvae were offered a ‘sub standard meal’ (though I shudder to think what a sub standard meal for a fly larvae might be..) they refused to eat it.

According to lead researcher, Ping Shen,  UGA Associate Professor of Cellular Biology in the Franklin College of Arts and Sciences, even fly larvae have expectations. He said that, if the concentration of sugar is reduced below a certain threshold, the fly larvae simply do not respond.

It is hoped that if scientists can use this information and begin to understand how compulsive eating behaviours happen, and it may eventually be possible to devise a way to prevent it in humans.

However, imagining fly larvae happily munching their sweet treats might just go some way towards preventing us compulsively eating those cup cakes!

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Read the whole article here. http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/releases/257070.php

Run, Forrest, run!

Hands up any runner who has NOT had this apparently hilarious phrase yelled after them..

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For some reason, runners are often subject to harassment when out pounding the pavement, and a little incident yesterday got me wondering why that should be. Handsome Husband and I had finally managed to get out on our long run and had completed a pleasant 4 miles or so on sidewalks around our neighbourhood when our planned route took us out into nearby countryside and farmland where there are no handy sidewalks. Usually there isn’t much passing traffic on this wide road, and yesterday was no exception, although we were running in single file anyway. Two vehicles in separate incidents ‘buzzed’ us, getting close enough to spray us with gravel. Handsome Husband, who thinks he can take anyone on, gave them both rather a rude sign (this really freaks me out as I’m sure someone will come back and punch him one day) although luckily they appeared not to notice. The rest of the run went by pretty smoothly apart from a couple of glares from people who were obliviously meandering across the pathway and were clearly annoyed when we ran past, accidentally startling them. (Note to various users of public sidewalks and pathways… if you don’t want to jump out of your skin, take your ear buds out and be aware of other users)

After the most awesome shower (isn’t it great how a hot shower is a million times better after a run in the cold?) I was reading my facebook and twitter updates and found stories of other people being harassed on their runs, and forums such as Runners World are full of such stories. http://forums.runnersworld.com/forums/runner-communities/beginners/ever-harassed-run-outside Why do people feel runners are such fair game? My theory is that maybe they feel guilty as we are doing something that perhaps they know they should be doing but can’t or won’t and so react with anger.

Here is  a short list of some of the issues I have faced:

Yelled at in a non threatening way- the run, Forrest, run type of comment.

Buzzed by vehicles, often throwing grit/slush/water onto me.

I once had a man scream abuse at me because I was on a marked crosswalk and he didn’t think he had to stop as he was pulling a trailer.. That one shook me up a lot as his anger was really scary.

Teenagers with ‘smart’ comments who often try and race me. I always challenge them to run a mile with me and funnily enough they always back off.

Oh and I did have a car drive into me once, although that was because the driver was looking the other way and I wasn’t hurt so doesn’t really count as harassment!

I would be really interested to know if you have endured any kind of harassment, either friendly or not so friendly, and what did you do about it? Did you retaliate or ignore it and did it make you change your running routes at all?

Let’s be careful out there!

Happy Birthday to me!!

376229_404842692906275_1083014947_nSo yesterday was my birthday. I hadn’t really been looking forward to this one, as I was 49. The last year I could claim to be in my forties, next year, I will be 50!  Really? But that sounds so old.  I sometimes catch myself thinking, “Have I got that right? Maybe I counted wrong” but yes, it’s true, and the fading eye sight, three grandchildren and the odd hair that keeps growing out of my chin confirm it!

However, instead of feeling down about the inevitable ageing process, I’m looking at the positives by comparing the person I am now, with who I was 20 and 30 years ago I married young (at 20) and had two children within the first five years. I had no sleep, no support and no time for myself. This carried on for the next 15 years (and a third child) and it wasn’t until my 35th birthday that I had any inclination to do anything about it! I remember actually crying on my 35th birthday. I was unhappy with getting old (funny how young that seems now!)and I was jealous of the ‘yummy mummies’ at the school gates.

I distinctly remember watching my neighbour, slightly younger than me, blonde, pretty and slim, going running and again I was jealous. I wished I could do that too. Among the voices in my head that said, ‘No you can’t, you’re too fat, too unfit and everyone will laugh at you’ was one lone thought that said, ‘Go on then’. That grew the seed in my mind. I decided that if I went at night, when it was dark, no one would see me. So I did! The first time I ran, I didn’t even manage 100 yards before I had to stop, but I kept at it. Eventually I was even confident enough to run in daylight.

Fast forward to today and I have completed 11 half marathons, my first full marathon and various adventure races including a Spartan race within the last 12 months. This coming year, I will be doing more half marathons as well as two full marathons, two weeks apart so that I can gain entry into the Marathon Maniacs group. I will also be participating in Colour Me Rad with my daughter and a further Spartan race with my husband and son. My birthday present from my husband was my first ever road bike and I am going to gather the courage to enter the world of triathlon!

I am now a qualified personal trainer and am lucky enough to work with some great clients, many of whom are in a similar situation to the old me, and the best advice I give them is to be kind to yourself. Love yourself and love your body and you will want to treat it well. Also, set goals. Make them small to start with and each time you reach one, set the next one! Who knows what you will be capable of!

And for me, next year will be the big 50… Disney’s Goofy Challenge, here I come!

New Year, New You?

The presents have been unwrapped, turkey eaten, relatives visited and the tasteless sweater that Great Aunt Maude gave you has been consigned to the back of the closet. Phew… what’s next? Yes, it’s the countdown to New Year- possibly the most over rated holiday known to mankind.

Everyone wants to know what your plans are: eating out at a fancy, overbooked restaurant? Heading out to sample the nightlife? Or perhaps you’ll be partying with friends and relatives. Whatever your plans, there is the added expectation of the all important New Year resolutions. Do you make them? More importantly, do you keep them?

The main reason people make resolutions is to change something about themselves, or their lifestyle that they either don’t like, or think they shouldn’t like. Apparently the most popular resolutions are to lose weight, or to improve health in some way. I think we’d all agree that these are admirable and important changes, but, what we are really saying, is that there is something wrong with us, we are not good enough, we don’t like an aspect of our self, and think we should be more like someone else. Instead of allowing this negative state of mind, maybe we should love ourselves a little more and be kinder to ourselves.  After all, a promise that you will treat your body well, by giving it healthy foods and exercise so that it can work properly and efficiently is more likely to be successful than telling yourself that you are not as good as Perky Pam next door because you take a larger dress size than she does.

Be kind to yourself. Love yourself and your body, and if you do that, you will want to treat it well and those negative thoughts will be replaced by the question we should all  ask every day.. What can I do today to show my body that I love and value it?

“When you consider yourself valuable, you will take care of yourself in all ways that are necessary”. -M. Scott Peck

How did Santa know?

What makes a good gift? Apparently, it’s finding something unique to that person which makes them feel special. In my stocking this year I had the best present…an entry for the Rock and Roll San Diego marathon. Clearly, it wasn’t just Santa, but I imagine my husband had something to do with it as well! However, a number of friends and relatives did not share my enthusiasm and gave me pitying looks, on the other hand, many running friends/fellow fitness fanatics were rather jealous.

What was the best gift you received and why?

Have you ever received a ‘worst’ gift like these readers?http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2012/11/22/worst-gift-ive-ever-gotten_n_2159250.html