Chili's is my weak point. I've always loved Chili's. I have a printout of the menu in my car, at the office, and at the house, so I can be prepared and fit it into my plan. I got an e-mail for this weekend for a free chips and queso. Something having to do with some basketball tournament or something (he he, I know it's March Madness). So I went to Chili's with the intention of getting 1 beer and the queso. I failed to remember that Chili's has drink specials, so the beers come in two. I drank both. Not a total fallout really, for light beer, two beers is only 7 points. That's the good news. The not so good news is the chips and queso turned into an order of big mouth bites too. I came home and decided I would calculate points for all this. The queso is 41 and the big mouth bites meal is 50. I almost had a heart attack. Luckily I barely touched the queso! I still consumed around 50 points for lunch. As a point of reference, I get 34 in a day.
Here's the good news:
-I get 49 extra points each week, they reset on Saturday, I used 25 of them. They are for such a time as this.
-I still have 6 days and 16 meals to recover from this slip up.
-I did not order Cheesecake, to go or otherwise. We're talking 19 points in one slice.
-I tracked it, even though I didn't really want to know. Knowledge is power! I've already identified dishes that ring in at 6 points to order next time I go, and I'm staying away from the queso! Learning from my mistake thank you. :)
-I'm being positive about it. I'm not beating myself up. It happened, I'm moving on.
-I earned 37 activity points for all the running around and the up and down stairs countless times. WOOT.
-I'm not drowning my sorrows in dessert. I'm blogging and listening to positive music.
Yesterday, I started to get into my scrapbooking, and I looked at everything I had pulled out and thought to myself I know I have more stuff to scrapbook than this. I figured it was in my storage unit. So I went to said storage unit to dig around and ended up doing just that. I had to pull out about 15 boxes to get to the chair and pull it out enough so I could climb over it. Then I had to pull my mattress off some more boxes, squeeze around it (thank goodness I'm skinny-ish) :) and start pulling long under bed boxes out from under the box spring, which is at this point balancing on some other boxes. I'm digging through these under bed boxes and I find TONS of scrapbooking stuff. Good grief, I thought my parents were going to die. I found more pictures than I thought I had, my original scrapbooks, already started, and all kinds of paperwork. I also found my FAVORITE pair of jeans from high school that I was so bummed I had lost. That's my next goal: to get into those pants! I then have to get all 4 under bed boxes back under the box spring. Then I maneuver around the mattress, lift it back onto the boxes, climb over the chair, put the chair back. Then I start stacking boxes and realize the chair leg is sticking out too far. I pull out ALL the boxes, start pushing the chair back in, get it in enough to pacify my tired at that point self, and start piling the boxes back on. I get the door down past the first pair of chair legs, and it get stuck on the bottom pair. Ugh! I kick it with my right foot a couple times, then decide to give it a go with my left. Well, I have a bad joint in my left foot (my big toe joint) and I kicked that chair pretty hard, well it jammed my joint. It hurt like the dickens. I was limping around. It was hilarious. I felt like an idiot. So I finally get it closed and I go home. I had to tape my toe so it wouldn't throb when I walked. Well, I forgot to take the tape off before I went to bed, so I woke up and the outside of my foot where the tape was bruised. I looked like a 90 year old because when I woke up, my lower back was in knots, my right thigh muscle burned, and my abs were killing me. I'm still laughing. The bruising on my foot wore off, and now the joint just hurts a little. I'm currently sitting with a heating pad for my back, and it feels really nice. :) The really good news? You may have noticed in this ridiculously long paragraph that there are no complaints about my shoulder, yup, it suffered no harm in all this, which is really impressive since I lifted a mattress and all :)
At least I had fun :)
Until next time,
:)
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Saturday, March 26, 2011
Just the way you are
I'm having an artsy day. Watch out because they're so few and far between, it can get dangerous. But always in a good way. :)
Last night, I got off work at 6:30 or so. I went to Buffalo Wild Wings to relax and have a beer. I did a little shopping, got a new necklace, and went home. I went to bed early because I was the trifecta tired (mental, emotional, physical) and I thought maybe I would get to sleep in. I did! I slept until almost 8 which is unheard of unless I go to bed after Midnight, and I went to bed at 9!
Went to Weight Watchers. I lost 1 pound this week. Am I jumping for joy? Well, not exactly. I can't really get over a little disappointment. I'm not sure why, but when I came home, all I really felt like doing was crying. The tears wouldn't come (they rarely do on their own) and so I decided I would write a post, watch a terribly sad movie that would make me bawl, and my need to cry would be done. I walked in the house and my radio was on, no surprise, I hadn't been gone long. The song that came on as I walked into my room was Bruno Mars "Just The Way You Are". The tears started flowing, and I collapsed onto my bed in a pile of sobs. I love that song, it is so beautiful. I need to take that song to heart, but I'm working on it. Our homework in Weight Watchers this week was to find an old photograph of ourselves happy and post it somewhere where we would see it. We talked about the yo-yo cycle and how to spring back. How incredibly appropriate. :)
While I was laying on my bed, I decided instead of watching a movie, I would look for a photograph. Well I'm working on a project that includes me having a majority of the family photo collection, so I had plenty of material. I went through the entire box of photographs, found a few. Then I decided to dig into my scrap-booking box and go through it looking for photographs. That turned into sorting all the stuff I have that needs to be scrap-booked into piles according to which book they are going. That turned into a trip to Michael's to get books because I have tons of pages and other stuff, but I'm out of books. Not anymore, I hit pay dirt on the clearance rack. It was awesome. Then I got Pasghetti's for lunch since I was in the area, came home, ate half my spaghetti, and sat down to write this post before getting back to my scrap-booking.
I really enjoy scrap-booking. I don't get to do it often because I generally try to do in in few hour chunks, and those only occur on Saturdays. I need to do laundry, and work on my scheduling, but that can happen tomorrow, when I'm not having a normal, non-creative day.
If you see me this week, I could use a pat on the back. Yesterday, I continued my no eat chocolate while in a tiny training room for 8 hours trend, and it took every ounce of will power I had, but I did it. After all, I did lose a pound this week too. I'm feeling feelings today, and relaxing. I think I'm doing pretty swell. I can tell myself that I'm doing well all I want, but I have noticed it helps to hear it from other people too, so I don't start to think I'm going cookoo (no comments from the peanut gallery) :)
My shoulder hurts sitting like I am to type, so I'm going to get to it!
Until next time,
:)
Last night, I got off work at 6:30 or so. I went to Buffalo Wild Wings to relax and have a beer. I did a little shopping, got a new necklace, and went home. I went to bed early because I was the trifecta tired (mental, emotional, physical) and I thought maybe I would get to sleep in. I did! I slept until almost 8 which is unheard of unless I go to bed after Midnight, and I went to bed at 9!
Went to Weight Watchers. I lost 1 pound this week. Am I jumping for joy? Well, not exactly. I can't really get over a little disappointment. I'm not sure why, but when I came home, all I really felt like doing was crying. The tears wouldn't come (they rarely do on their own) and so I decided I would write a post, watch a terribly sad movie that would make me bawl, and my need to cry would be done. I walked in the house and my radio was on, no surprise, I hadn't been gone long. The song that came on as I walked into my room was Bruno Mars "Just The Way You Are". The tears started flowing, and I collapsed onto my bed in a pile of sobs. I love that song, it is so beautiful. I need to take that song to heart, but I'm working on it. Our homework in Weight Watchers this week was to find an old photograph of ourselves happy and post it somewhere where we would see it. We talked about the yo-yo cycle and how to spring back. How incredibly appropriate. :)
While I was laying on my bed, I decided instead of watching a movie, I would look for a photograph. Well I'm working on a project that includes me having a majority of the family photo collection, so I had plenty of material. I went through the entire box of photographs, found a few. Then I decided to dig into my scrap-booking box and go through it looking for photographs. That turned into sorting all the stuff I have that needs to be scrap-booked into piles according to which book they are going. That turned into a trip to Michael's to get books because I have tons of pages and other stuff, but I'm out of books. Not anymore, I hit pay dirt on the clearance rack. It was awesome. Then I got Pasghetti's for lunch since I was in the area, came home, ate half my spaghetti, and sat down to write this post before getting back to my scrap-booking.
I really enjoy scrap-booking. I don't get to do it often because I generally try to do in in few hour chunks, and those only occur on Saturdays. I need to do laundry, and work on my scheduling, but that can happen tomorrow, when I'm not having a normal, non-creative day.
If you see me this week, I could use a pat on the back. Yesterday, I continued my no eat chocolate while in a tiny training room for 8 hours trend, and it took every ounce of will power I had, but I did it. After all, I did lose a pound this week too. I'm feeling feelings today, and relaxing. I think I'm doing pretty swell. I can tell myself that I'm doing well all I want, but I have noticed it helps to hear it from other people too, so I don't start to think I'm going cookoo (no comments from the peanut gallery) :)
My shoulder hurts sitting like I am to type, so I'm going to get to it!
Until next time,
:)
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Is it a good thing or a bad thing I need 3 alarms to wake me up?
I just have one thing to say, one reason for this post: In my ALL day training, I did not have ONE piece of chocolate, not one M & M, not one Reese's cup, Nada! VICTORY at last!!! I feel so good about it! I planned ahead for a snack since I was working my brain in overdrive, and everything fell into place today. I went to the gym this morning too.
Right now, if you can read timestamps, it's almost midnight. I let work keep me awake. Shame on me. Now that I've typed it all out in an e-mail to myself, I think I can finally sleep. As it's midnight, am I going to wake up at 6 to go the gym? Well, my 3 alarms are set to extra loud, so I'm sure going to try. Yes, 3 alarms. One on my phone, my watch, and my radio. I guess it can be interpreted two ways. I'm in such a peaceful, deep slumber, it takes a train over my face to wake me, or I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. I think I like option A. It means I'm not lacking. :)
Am I going to be tired tomorrow? You bet. It's going to take even more strength tomorrow than today to avoid the chocolate in training, because I'll be tired. I won't turn away encouragement at this point.
I love how I keep using the word tomorrow, when it is coming in 10 minutes. he he
Still tracking. Everything. I feel my pants getting loose, too. It's a wonderful feeling!
I'm going to try to sleep now, wish me luck! :)
Until next time,
:)
Right now, if you can read timestamps, it's almost midnight. I let work keep me awake. Shame on me. Now that I've typed it all out in an e-mail to myself, I think I can finally sleep. As it's midnight, am I going to wake up at 6 to go the gym? Well, my 3 alarms are set to extra loud, so I'm sure going to try. Yes, 3 alarms. One on my phone, my watch, and my radio. I guess it can be interpreted two ways. I'm in such a peaceful, deep slumber, it takes a train over my face to wake me, or I'm not getting nearly enough sleep. I think I like option A. It means I'm not lacking. :)
Am I going to be tired tomorrow? You bet. It's going to take even more strength tomorrow than today to avoid the chocolate in training, because I'll be tired. I won't turn away encouragement at this point.
I love how I keep using the word tomorrow, when it is coming in 10 minutes. he he
Still tracking. Everything. I feel my pants getting loose, too. It's a wonderful feeling!
I'm going to try to sleep now, wish me luck! :)
Until next time,
:)
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
Sunday, Monday, Friday...wait a second...
Notice anything funky about the title? Yup, I missed a few days. Tomorrow is Thursday. THURSDAY!?!?! ALREADY??? Amazing how the time flies. Too bad I'm not having fun. Well, I am, but I could definitely be having MORE fun. I'm not enjoying the "restrictions". They aren't really, but compared to how I have been conducting my eating life the last few weeks, it's like a straight jacket. I'll get back to enjoying eating the healthy stuff. Either that or learn how to feel feelings, but I'm not holding my breath on that one. :)
The Reese's got me today (a little yesterday afternoon, but that was within acceptable limits). I ate cereal for breakfast and a sandwich for lunch, and I was HUNGRY very soon after I ate, a little too soon for my liking. Yesterday, I ate Reese's. Today, I tried to eat a Fiber One bar, but it didn't last long, back to the Reese's. At 11AM. Not good. Then, after lunch, I thought, at 3 when we take our break from training, I'll run and grab my leftover lean cuisine for snack and that will remove the hunger. Realized at 3:45 when we finally took break, that the leftover lean cuisine I thought I had, I had eaten for breakfast on Tuesday. Ugh! So more Fiber One and eventually Reese's. I have chewed so much gum in the last 48 hours. Pack a day gum chewer right here thank you very much. It's helped with the craving, until my stomach starts to howl. Then it's over. I'm tracking it all though. Woot?
Gym. Yup, you guessed it, I didn't go this morning. In order for me to arrive at work on time, I need to be at the gym by around 6:30. Only my phone alarm was set (I have two others) and I didn't even HEAR it until 6:45. Ugh. So I decided I would go walking at some point today. That has yet to happen. Probably won't, I don't really feel stellar right now. I plan on going outside in the garage and watching a few more of my recorded shows and going to bed early so I can get up and go to the gym tomorrow. Get back on the horse, as it were. I'm going to Kroger on the way to the office to find a protein rich snack I can have for my training, and in general. I expect it to be great fun! :)
On a positive note: No M & Ms were involved. And I'm going to a Predator's game tomorrow night. I think I could REALLY get into hockey. I'm considering season tickets. Considering. I said. I'll probably still be considering for a month or more. We'll see. :)
Until next time,
:)
The Reese's got me today (a little yesterday afternoon, but that was within acceptable limits). I ate cereal for breakfast and a sandwich for lunch, and I was HUNGRY very soon after I ate, a little too soon for my liking. Yesterday, I ate Reese's. Today, I tried to eat a Fiber One bar, but it didn't last long, back to the Reese's. At 11AM. Not good. Then, after lunch, I thought, at 3 when we take our break from training, I'll run and grab my leftover lean cuisine for snack and that will remove the hunger. Realized at 3:45 when we finally took break, that the leftover lean cuisine I thought I had, I had eaten for breakfast on Tuesday. Ugh! So more Fiber One and eventually Reese's. I have chewed so much gum in the last 48 hours. Pack a day gum chewer right here thank you very much. It's helped with the craving, until my stomach starts to howl. Then it's over. I'm tracking it all though. Woot?
Gym. Yup, you guessed it, I didn't go this morning. In order for me to arrive at work on time, I need to be at the gym by around 6:30. Only my phone alarm was set (I have two others) and I didn't even HEAR it until 6:45. Ugh. So I decided I would go walking at some point today. That has yet to happen. Probably won't, I don't really feel stellar right now. I plan on going outside in the garage and watching a few more of my recorded shows and going to bed early so I can get up and go to the gym tomorrow. Get back on the horse, as it were. I'm going to Kroger on the way to the office to find a protein rich snack I can have for my training, and in general. I expect it to be great fun! :)
On a positive note: No M & Ms were involved. And I'm going to a Predator's game tomorrow night. I think I could REALLY get into hockey. I'm considering season tickets. Considering. I said. I'll probably still be considering for a month or more. We'll see. :)
Until next time,
:)
Monday, March 21, 2011
I'm thinking about.......squirrel!!!
Today has been a good day. I went to the gym this morning. Decided to try out interval training on the elliptical instead of just regular. I made it 15 minutes before the circulation started to cut off in my foot, so I stopped and focused the next 15-20 minutes rehabbing my shoulder. It was awesome! I found out I almost have full motion reaching behind my back. I'm about 2-3 inches below my left arm!!!!! Yup, I'm thrilled!
I got a "pep talk" from my amazing and wonderful boyfriend, who is so good to me, and I feel tons better. :)
I did track today. I noticed that the threat of writing everything down stopped me from snacking aimlessly. Before I picked up the food for which I was not hungry, I STOPPED and thought, do I really want to spend points on that when I'm not hungry? WOOHOO, we're getting somewhere now!!!
I'm going to ask for help. For those of you that read this that see me, when you see me, if you wouldn't mind asking me one simple question: "How's the tracking going?". Can I ask that? I could really use some accountability right now.
Now, I'm sure you're dying to know about the title. If you have seen the movie "Up" the title will make sense to you. If not, go rent it. It's an awesome movie. I decided to use that because it's one of my boyfriend's favorite movies, and even though I cried all the way through it, it was a really good movie. I'm starting to tear up just thinking about it. Or are those tears of joy since I'm so happy?
Up and down, emotional mood swings, maybe I really am going through menopause (just kidding) :)
I'm going to go wear this smile to bed, sleep fast, and repeat tomorrow! ba-da ba ba ba. I'm lovin' it :)
Until next time,
:)
I got a "pep talk" from my amazing and wonderful boyfriend, who is so good to me, and I feel tons better. :)
I did track today. I noticed that the threat of writing everything down stopped me from snacking aimlessly. Before I picked up the food for which I was not hungry, I STOPPED and thought, do I really want to spend points on that when I'm not hungry? WOOHOO, we're getting somewhere now!!!
I'm going to ask for help. For those of you that read this that see me, when you see me, if you wouldn't mind asking me one simple question: "How's the tracking going?". Can I ask that? I could really use some accountability right now.
Now, I'm sure you're dying to know about the title. If you have seen the movie "Up" the title will make sense to you. If not, go rent it. It's an awesome movie. I decided to use that because it's one of my boyfriend's favorite movies, and even though I cried all the way through it, it was a really good movie. I'm starting to tear up just thinking about it. Or are those tears of joy since I'm so happy?
Up and down, emotional mood swings, maybe I really am going through menopause (just kidding) :)
I'm going to go wear this smile to bed, sleep fast, and repeat tomorrow! ba-da ba ba ba. I'm lovin' it :)
Until next time,
:)
Sunday, March 20, 2011
I really feel like throwing in the towel.
Okay, those of you who know me know I'm a fan of disclaimer. I have one on a bumper sticker for crying out loud. So here's this post's disclaimer: I am going to complain. A lot. This whole post is going to be one big whine session. I'm at the point where I want to stomp my foot like a 5 year old and throw a temper tantrum. OK, so now you're warned, here it goes:
I gained 3.4 pounds this week. I've been dancing 5 pounds on either side of 30 pounds lost for months. Gain lose gain lose gain lose. Or my favorite, lose two weeks in a row, feel really good about myself, and gain it all back in one fail swoop. Let me be clear: IT'S ALL MY FAULT. I'm not blaming anyone/anything else for it. Similar to my English class Freshman year: I found out my mid term grade put me at an A for the class and I slacked off, stopped going to class, and ended up failing. Failure is obviously not an option here, since that would end up with me gaining all my weight back (what little I've lost on average) and that is REALLY not an option.
It's just really frustrating trying to overcome what I have figured out what has been a lifetime of an eating problem. It didn't develop in college, it was there all along, just able to hide with all the activity I was doing. If I wasn't as active as I was in high school, I would have weighed 300 pounds. I guess I'm fortunate that was the one thing I didn't have to deal with in high school. I've watched so many people overcome these great weight issues and it makes me feel very insufficient, very not good enough, very not worth it that I cannot seem to get it together.
It always lines up to a goal too. I made a goal at the end of January that I wanted to lose on average 1.5 pounds per week each week and that would put me back at my all time low (181.4) on April 2nd. April 2nd is two weeks away and I weighed in at 195 this week. If I stopped and did the math, it might end up that I've actually GAINED weight since I set this goal. I set a goal after hitting 25 pounds lost (February 2010 by the way) that my birthday present to myself last year was going to be at 176 by July 3rd. I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN 176 and it makes me furious. I have lost 5 pounds IN A YEAR. That really just makes me want to sit in a corner and cry until I cannot anymore, and I might end up doing that anyways. Where's the movie "Up" when you need it?
The obvious argument is that I'm making healthier choices. WELL OBVIOUSLY NOT SINCE NOTHINGS CHANGING. Somewhere I'm sabotaging myself, but I can't really seem to figure out where. I have the ability that I could have hit my goal inside of a year, but here I am at a year and a half and still now less than halfway there.
All these issues boil down to two main problems: 1. I'm not really tracking like I should. I just really hate tracking. I want to not have to fight every step of the way for something for once. I know, I know, nothing worth it is easy, but I still wouldn't mind a break every now and again and it not causing a spiral downward into what I'm dealing with tonight. 2. I don't know how to feel feelings. You may see posts that have to do with feeling feelings, but as I look back at all those, I realize they are similar to tonight's post. I have bottled up so much I explode. I'm really tired of not being able to recognize feelings and feel them AS THEY HAPPEN so I don't end up in this position.
I'm tired of not working out consistently. I'm tired of the excuse that I "don't have time" when it's that I don't make time, or that I fill up so much of my other time living, that I'm so tired when I do have time, that I can't possible expend the energy to go to the gym.
To solve all the above problems, I'm going to do the following: I'm going to start going in the morning. M-F every morning, I'm going to go to the gym. And this week, nothing goes in my mouth without going on paper first. Everything gets measured and tracked. No BS this week. Starting tomorrow night, I'm going to go to bed at a decent hour. I have yet to define decent hour, but I'm thinking be winding down ready to go to bed around 9. Not sleeping is NOT an option. I'll be getting up around 6 instead of 7 so I need the sleep.
Now that I have a plan, I feel a little bit better. I'm NOT going to make the mistake of making a goal. I will need a lot of work before I can do that. I'm going to retract my goal for April 2nd. The only goal I'm going to have it to LOSE weight each week, I don't care about the number anymore. I just want to GO IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.
I gained 3.4 pounds this week. I've been dancing 5 pounds on either side of 30 pounds lost for months. Gain lose gain lose gain lose. Or my favorite, lose two weeks in a row, feel really good about myself, and gain it all back in one fail swoop. Let me be clear: IT'S ALL MY FAULT. I'm not blaming anyone/anything else for it. Similar to my English class Freshman year: I found out my mid term grade put me at an A for the class and I slacked off, stopped going to class, and ended up failing. Failure is obviously not an option here, since that would end up with me gaining all my weight back (what little I've lost on average) and that is REALLY not an option.
It's just really frustrating trying to overcome what I have figured out what has been a lifetime of an eating problem. It didn't develop in college, it was there all along, just able to hide with all the activity I was doing. If I wasn't as active as I was in high school, I would have weighed 300 pounds. I guess I'm fortunate that was the one thing I didn't have to deal with in high school. I've watched so many people overcome these great weight issues and it makes me feel very insufficient, very not good enough, very not worth it that I cannot seem to get it together.
It always lines up to a goal too. I made a goal at the end of January that I wanted to lose on average 1.5 pounds per week each week and that would put me back at my all time low (181.4) on April 2nd. April 2nd is two weeks away and I weighed in at 195 this week. If I stopped and did the math, it might end up that I've actually GAINED weight since I set this goal. I set a goal after hitting 25 pounds lost (February 2010 by the way) that my birthday present to myself last year was going to be at 176 by July 3rd. I STILL HAVEN'T SEEN 176 and it makes me furious. I have lost 5 pounds IN A YEAR. That really just makes me want to sit in a corner and cry until I cannot anymore, and I might end up doing that anyways. Where's the movie "Up" when you need it?
The obvious argument is that I'm making healthier choices. WELL OBVIOUSLY NOT SINCE NOTHINGS CHANGING. Somewhere I'm sabotaging myself, but I can't really seem to figure out where. I have the ability that I could have hit my goal inside of a year, but here I am at a year and a half and still now less than halfway there.
All these issues boil down to two main problems: 1. I'm not really tracking like I should. I just really hate tracking. I want to not have to fight every step of the way for something for once. I know, I know, nothing worth it is easy, but I still wouldn't mind a break every now and again and it not causing a spiral downward into what I'm dealing with tonight. 2. I don't know how to feel feelings. You may see posts that have to do with feeling feelings, but as I look back at all those, I realize they are similar to tonight's post. I have bottled up so much I explode. I'm really tired of not being able to recognize feelings and feel them AS THEY HAPPEN so I don't end up in this position.
I'm tired of not working out consistently. I'm tired of the excuse that I "don't have time" when it's that I don't make time, or that I fill up so much of my other time living, that I'm so tired when I do have time, that I can't possible expend the energy to go to the gym.
To solve all the above problems, I'm going to do the following: I'm going to start going in the morning. M-F every morning, I'm going to go to the gym. And this week, nothing goes in my mouth without going on paper first. Everything gets measured and tracked. No BS this week. Starting tomorrow night, I'm going to go to bed at a decent hour. I have yet to define decent hour, but I'm thinking be winding down ready to go to bed around 9. Not sleeping is NOT an option. I'll be getting up around 6 instead of 7 so I need the sleep.
Now that I have a plan, I feel a little bit better. I'm NOT going to make the mistake of making a goal. I will need a lot of work before I can do that. I'm going to retract my goal for April 2nd. The only goal I'm going to have it to LOSE weight each week, I don't care about the number anymore. I just want to GO IN THE RIGHT DIRECTION.
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Recipe for.....brownies?!?!?! (no, Leigh, disaster)
I think I'll go back to naming my posts after I write them. I feel much more free to bounce around from topic to topic and then the titles are more creative. With that out of the way. I love the word digress. I use it in this blog every chance I get. Sometimes I write whole paragraphs that might not make sense, just so I can use the sentence "but I digress" at the end of it. Yes, I'm a nerd.
Let me go back into review mode, since I can't seem to blog at least every other day (every day would be ideal). Sunday and Monday night I went and hung out with my boyfriend. Monday we watched the movie "Up". I don't want to talk about that movie. I cried all the way through it. ALL THE WAY THROUGH. I think I am warming up to the movie being good, but I still don't like feeling like a big baby. And after I said I don't want to talk about it, I spend a whole paragraph talking about it. I'm a mess. But I'm a cute mess! :)
Last night we went out to eat. I was trying to convince myself that Arby's was not fast food, that it was a grey area, but I think I just need to be honest, get over it, and move on. Done.
Today (like yesterday) I spent all day in training. It was awesome, but yesterday I ate half a bag of M&Ms and today I finished off a whole bag (a new bag, meaning in the last two days, I have eaten 1.5 bags of M&Ms). Myself. Ugh, I feel like such a pig. I vented on the way home, and went to the gym and now that I'm showered and blogging, I'm all better. :)
It fails me why I struggle so much with self control. At least at my desk, if I open a bag, I can move them to the corner of my desk so they're out of sight, and I forget about them. Yesterday and today I was in an office with 4 other people around a table, listening all day to a trainer. The M&Ms were right on the table, and I didn't have anything else to do with my hands. Recipe for disaster. I brought out the pickles at one point, and they helped, but I really ought to have PUT AWAY the M&Ms when I got out the pickles. Well, hindsight is always 20/20.
I was thinking about a title, and to date, I got nothing. I know, that last part is not grammatically correct, but it's my phrase. I just got it. And you may notice that I haven't talked about brownies at all up to now. I'm a dessert person, and I like brownies, I really do. I'm a fan from batter to baked. I especially love the middle, so when my boyfriend let me in on the secret that he prefers the corners, I was overjoyed. :) I made brownies Sunday night. THAT was a recipe for disaster too, but in a different way. I've never boasted my ability to cook, but I have boasted my ability to bake. Well these brownies didn't get done all the way, so they were extra gooey in the middle, and almost crisp (to me) on the outside. Humph! I'll admit, I was a little embarrassed! Oh well, I got another box and will try again. :)
I think my mind might be all blogged out, I'm going to bed at a decent time :)
Until next time,
:)
Let me go back into review mode, since I can't seem to blog at least every other day (every day would be ideal). Sunday and Monday night I went and hung out with my boyfriend. Monday we watched the movie "Up". I don't want to talk about that movie. I cried all the way through it. ALL THE WAY THROUGH. I think I am warming up to the movie being good, but I still don't like feeling like a big baby. And after I said I don't want to talk about it, I spend a whole paragraph talking about it. I'm a mess. But I'm a cute mess! :)
Last night we went out to eat. I was trying to convince myself that Arby's was not fast food, that it was a grey area, but I think I just need to be honest, get over it, and move on. Done.
Today (like yesterday) I spent all day in training. It was awesome, but yesterday I ate half a bag of M&Ms and today I finished off a whole bag (a new bag, meaning in the last two days, I have eaten 1.5 bags of M&Ms). Myself. Ugh, I feel like such a pig. I vented on the way home, and went to the gym and now that I'm showered and blogging, I'm all better. :)
It fails me why I struggle so much with self control. At least at my desk, if I open a bag, I can move them to the corner of my desk so they're out of sight, and I forget about them. Yesterday and today I was in an office with 4 other people around a table, listening all day to a trainer. The M&Ms were right on the table, and I didn't have anything else to do with my hands. Recipe for disaster. I brought out the pickles at one point, and they helped, but I really ought to have PUT AWAY the M&Ms when I got out the pickles. Well, hindsight is always 20/20.
I was thinking about a title, and to date, I got nothing. I know, that last part is not grammatically correct, but it's my phrase. I just got it. And you may notice that I haven't talked about brownies at all up to now. I'm a dessert person, and I like brownies, I really do. I'm a fan from batter to baked. I especially love the middle, so when my boyfriend let me in on the secret that he prefers the corners, I was overjoyed. :) I made brownies Sunday night. THAT was a recipe for disaster too, but in a different way. I've never boasted my ability to cook, but I have boasted my ability to bake. Well these brownies didn't get done all the way, so they were extra gooey in the middle, and almost crisp (to me) on the outside. Humph! I'll admit, I was a little embarrassed! Oh well, I got another box and will try again. :)
I think my mind might be all blogged out, I'm going to bed at a decent time :)
Until next time,
:)
Saturday, March 5, 2011
That IS definitely what I expected
It's been a crazy week in Leigh-ville. I found out I have feelings. So far, it's all pointing in a really good direction, I'm having the RIGHT feelings, it's confirmation. I still feel confused. LOL. Add a craving for M&Ms and poof! I gained a pound this week. Moving on, I'll do better this coming week. And buy more dill pickles (which help beat a chocolate craving). I ate a whole jar yesterday!
I like math. Like a lot. Hello, Computer Science Major. I like percentages even more. For instance: As of today, my car is 56.27% paid for. I'm ahead of schedule by 16.41%. It's month #21 on 60 months and I'll have it paid by month 29. Less than half the time.
Here's another percentage for my consideration, when I start feeling depressed about gaining. I've lost a total of 35.6 pounds (30.4 according to Weight Watchers, but I lost about 5 pounds between the week I went to the Doctor and the week I joined Weight Watchers). This is a GREAT number! I've been on Weight Watchers for 16 months. Between my starting weight and my goal weight is 70 pounds. The math on this one is fairly simple. I've lost 50.86%. I was starting to get discouraged until I saw that! I'm more than halfway there! I CAN DO THIS!!!! The one difference you may have noticed is I don't have a ahead/behind schedule percentage for my weight loss. I just got to thinking about that. My original goal was last November, but I extended it to this coming November. That is 35 weeks away. That comes out to an average needed of 1 pound per week. That is going to be my goal. Forward motion every week. Starting today.
That percentage just swayed my decision to the affirmative for going to the gym. I encourage you to look at the percentage for something for which you are reaching. Here's how you figure. In the equation above, you take 35.6*100/70=%. The actual equation is (is/of)=(%/100). You ask the question, fill in the blanks, and solve. In the above example, the question is: 35.6 is what % of 70. Cool huh? It's okay, you can call me a nerd. It fits :)
It's been fun, but I'm going to the gym! Maybe my feelings will work themselves out while I'm there :)
Until next time,
:)
I like math. Like a lot. Hello, Computer Science Major. I like percentages even more. For instance: As of today, my car is 56.27% paid for. I'm ahead of schedule by 16.41%. It's month #21 on 60 months and I'll have it paid by month 29. Less than half the time.
Here's another percentage for my consideration, when I start feeling depressed about gaining. I've lost a total of 35.6 pounds (30.4 according to Weight Watchers, but I lost about 5 pounds between the week I went to the Doctor and the week I joined Weight Watchers). This is a GREAT number! I've been on Weight Watchers for 16 months. Between my starting weight and my goal weight is 70 pounds. The math on this one is fairly simple. I've lost 50.86%. I was starting to get discouraged until I saw that! I'm more than halfway there! I CAN DO THIS!!!! The one difference you may have noticed is I don't have a ahead/behind schedule percentage for my weight loss. I just got to thinking about that. My original goal was last November, but I extended it to this coming November. That is 35 weeks away. That comes out to an average needed of 1 pound per week. That is going to be my goal. Forward motion every week. Starting today.
That percentage just swayed my decision to the affirmative for going to the gym. I encourage you to look at the percentage for something for which you are reaching. Here's how you figure. In the equation above, you take 35.6*100/70=%. The actual equation is (is/of)=(%/100). You ask the question, fill in the blanks, and solve. In the above example, the question is: 35.6 is what % of 70. Cool huh? It's okay, you can call me a nerd. It fits :)
It's been fun, but I'm going to the gym! Maybe my feelings will work themselves out while I'm there :)
Until next time,
:)
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
That's definitely not what I expected
I have heard people say when you are happy, you eat more and then gain weight. Well, I would like to say that's SO not true for me (did you see what I did there? FOR ME. This may not be true for all, but it is FOR ME). I'm the happiest I've EVER been, and it's making me not have the desire to eat everything I see all the time (only what I need, it's fabulous!), I'm actually eating less! I ate at a buffet for breakfast and lunch today, and didn't have the desire to pile up my plate. It was great. I also didn't eat something if I didn't like it. Seems simple, but profound. If you don't like something, don't eat it. Amazing. I tried a fried green tomato, and I hated it. I caught myself before I took a second bite. I almost did though, and finished the terrible thing. I then laughed at myself, and had to fend odd looks from the people at my table. It was great :)
I'm craving less too, now that I'm so happy. I'm so happy, giddy happy, hehe happy, can't stop smiling happy, but I digress.
Of course, I'm so happy I can't sleep (evidenced by this post at 11:30PM), even though I've been up for 19 hours so far. Yes, if you do the math, that puts me waking up at 0430. Yes, it's actually possible for me to get up before the sun. Okay, I'll give you a minute to recover from the shock.
hehe, that was fun. I had to preview it a few times to get the spacing right. HA! :)
I continue to digress.
I weighed in last Tuesday, right after Saturday (where I gained) because I had plans for this past Saturday. On Tuesday, I lost 2 pounds. WOOT. That was at night too. DOUBLE WOOT. This just proves it was what I thought it was, hormones. I won't weigh in until this coming Saturday, a full 11 days since my last weigh in, I'm hoping for a nice large number, I would like another 2 pounds, at least. This would erase my gain. That would be awesome.
I only find myself craving M&Ms. What else is new. I'm so far able to resist, and eat lots of dill pickles, which by the way is how you get rid of a chocolate craving. It's awesome. I eat them out of the jar at work. I have also officially cut fast food permanently. It's changed my life. I allow those grey areas, that I cannot really determine which it is, and I'm trying to work on grey areas (HA!), but no more fast food for me. I've lowered my sodium, cut sodas (NOT caffeine, I drink tea and 5 hour energy), and stopped speeding when I drive. I think there are people wondering who I traded and replaced myself with. (Wow that sentence made SO much less sense typed out than it did in my head).
Of course, with the happiness described above, comes the ability for my mind to jump around in directions like a pinball machine, so if you feel dizzy after reading this post, imagine what I feel like after writing it :)
Now that I've cleaned out my mind a little, I think I'm going to go eat....NOT. I'm going to bed, I think I feel tired coming on :)
Until next time,
:)
I'm craving less too, now that I'm so happy. I'm so happy, giddy happy, hehe happy, can't stop smiling happy, but I digress.
Of course, I'm so happy I can't sleep (evidenced by this post at 11:30PM), even though I've been up for 19 hours so far. Yes, if you do the math, that puts me waking up at 0430. Yes, it's actually possible for me to get up before the sun. Okay, I'll give you a minute to recover from the shock.
hehe, that was fun. I had to preview it a few times to get the spacing right. HA! :)
I continue to digress.
I weighed in last Tuesday, right after Saturday (where I gained) because I had plans for this past Saturday. On Tuesday, I lost 2 pounds. WOOT. That was at night too. DOUBLE WOOT. This just proves it was what I thought it was, hormones. I won't weigh in until this coming Saturday, a full 11 days since my last weigh in, I'm hoping for a nice large number, I would like another 2 pounds, at least. This would erase my gain. That would be awesome.
I only find myself craving M&Ms. What else is new. I'm so far able to resist, and eat lots of dill pickles, which by the way is how you get rid of a chocolate craving. It's awesome. I eat them out of the jar at work. I have also officially cut fast food permanently. It's changed my life. I allow those grey areas, that I cannot really determine which it is, and I'm trying to work on grey areas (HA!), but no more fast food for me. I've lowered my sodium, cut sodas (NOT caffeine, I drink tea and 5 hour energy), and stopped speeding when I drive. I think there are people wondering who I traded and replaced myself with. (Wow that sentence made SO much less sense typed out than it did in my head).
Of course, with the happiness described above, comes the ability for my mind to jump around in directions like a pinball machine, so if you feel dizzy after reading this post, imagine what I feel like after writing it :)
Now that I've cleaned out my mind a little, I think I'm going to go eat....NOT. I'm going to bed, I think I feel tired coming on :)
Until next time,
:)
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