I'm not as swift to update my loses as I am my winnings.
Well, I lost last week. I gained a pound. He lost three pounds.
I won this week. I lost two pounds. He gained three pounds.
I have cheated. Eat too late at night. Had dirty bird (KFC). Double-double coffee. Missed my once-a-week Zumba session. Haven't rowed since the last time. Eat when I'm not hungry. Keep eating even though I'm full. That's why it's up and down. I'm not consistent with my workouts nor my eating habits. And it shows on the scale.
I am exactly down 10-lbs. So, it works out about a pound a week. I'm sure it could be more. Ah well. Slow and steady wins the race right? I can only hope that my brother's wife keeps making cakes. LOL.
Showing posts with label Diet Dayz. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Diet Dayz. Show all posts
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Saturday, February 19, 2011
Fish and Chips Diet
Is your partner dieting? Is it tough? I've documented some of my own dieting dramatics like how Franklin f-uped my breakfast order and I was kinda pissed about it post, temptations, and my biggest loser challenges from the beginning, a few of my loses, and my couple of wins. The Diet Days have not been easy.
What makes it even more difficult is my 'supportive' husband. His weight has been all over the map for years in direct correlation to his health and kidney problems. He has been as low as 120-lbs to 170-lbs. Right now, we're in better days, so he is not on his mega restrictive potassium-phosphate-sodium-calcium-protein balanced diet. It's a lot harder than you realize when you can't even eat too many bananas, canned anything (even sauce has a lot of salt), ice cream, potatoes, etc So, eating Popeyes, Swiss Chalet, McDonald's and the like is second nature for him now that he can.
We should cook more often at home. But, now that I'm on maternity leave, cooking EVERY meal can be too much work and I'm just not that good of a cook. I ask him what he wants to do for dinner he says "how about fish and chips?" I kind of just LOST IT! Dude, I'm on a diet!! Do you know what that means? UGGHH! Do you know what being SUPPORTIVE means? It means not suggesting deep-fried for our meal. It means getting my order right for breakfast so I'm eating healthier instead of dripping liquid sugar all over it. It means eating the healthy crap with me. Yeah, I know I'm being a bit 'extra', but being hungry all the time gets some getting used to. No wonder they call big people 'jolly'. They are happy from all the food they are eating.
When I'm back to my pre-baby weight (never quite lost it all from baby 1 so before baby 2 I was already behind the 8-ball) and sporting some hoe-esque inspired outfit for his eyes only, he'll realize all my unpleasantness was worth it.
Now go peel me some carrots! MaMa needs a snack!
What makes it even more difficult is my 'supportive' husband. His weight has been all over the map for years in direct correlation to his health and kidney problems. He has been as low as 120-lbs to 170-lbs. Right now, we're in better days, so he is not on his mega restrictive potassium-phosphate-sodium-calcium-protein balanced diet. It's a lot harder than you realize when you can't even eat too many bananas, canned anything (even sauce has a lot of salt), ice cream, potatoes, etc So, eating Popeyes, Swiss Chalet, McDonald's and the like is second nature for him now that he can.
We should cook more often at home. But, now that I'm on maternity leave, cooking EVERY meal can be too much work and I'm just not that good of a cook. I ask him what he wants to do for dinner he says "how about fish and chips?" I kind of just LOST IT! Dude, I'm on a diet!! Do you know what that means? UGGHH! Do you know what being SUPPORTIVE means? It means not suggesting deep-fried for our meal. It means getting my order right for breakfast so I'm eating healthier instead of dripping liquid sugar all over it. It means eating the healthy crap with me. Yeah, I know I'm being a bit 'extra', but being hungry all the time gets some getting used to. No wonder they call big people 'jolly'. They are happy from all the food they are eating.
When I'm back to my pre-baby weight (never quite lost it all from baby 1 so before baby 2 I was already behind the 8-ball) and sporting some hoe-esque inspired outfit for his eyes only, he'll realize all my unpleasantness was worth it.
Now go peel me some carrots! MaMa needs a snack!
Biggest Loser Update - I'm $5 Richer! W00t!!
I walk through the door and the mind battle begins. He wants to do the weigh-in right away. "Come on, lets weigh-in! You're going down." Considering he lost 5-lbs last weigh-in I wasn't feeling too confidant. It doesn't help when I hear Franklin says "hey, you lost weight. your belly isn't hanging over your pants anymore". My husband speaks my family's language. haha I suggest we just end this contest. It is hard and losing sucks. Dad of course yanks me back to why I'm doing this. It doesn't matter if I lose $5. If I lose weight I've ''won'. Yeah, whatever (in petulant child tone).
We go make our rounds around the house to say hello to everyone first. Once into the kitchen I see my mom is cooking up one of my favourites amongst many good dishes. Curry beef (THE best), jerk pork, baby bok choy, cashew chicken, deep fried shrimp wontons, and one of my niece's favourite (not sure what it's called). I wanted to nibble while we waited for everyone else to arrive because it's my day to not hold back and feast on mom's delicious home cooking.
Let's DO THIS!! Come on fat boy, lets weigh-in. I wanna eat! I'm on the scale & I think I'm haven't gained or lost from last time. Come on. Come on. Let's get it over with. Before he even comes into the bathroom (because no one else is allowed to know my weight. Gotta keep the husband disillusioned) he's admitted defeat and given Franklin $5. Dough Boy has gained 3-lbs. mawhahaha After updating our log book I see I've LOST 2-lbs. W00t!
It is still hard to be mindful of not indulging so often. It has become easier to eat more veggies (if it's there). I try to fill up on that so I'm not overloading on carbs, sugar, and fat. I realise now that I love carbs. Rice (of course), pasta, potato, or bread. One of those is in every meal and has so much calories.
I added 20-minute rowing sessions to my calorie burning repertoire (thanks Mike from pirates and ninjas for the blog shout out, or should I be giving thanks to the Word of the Day calendar). It's not consistent. IF my favourite brother is home, then I'll head over with Marcus to sing/yell off-key and burn off just under 200 calories. I tried going over on my own, but Marcus says it's 'too loud' and wants me to go upstairs with him. So, not helpful.
I will gloat while I can. I just had an Egg McMuffin combo (no cheese, no butter). I earned it (in self-righteous-next-weeks-payer tone)!
Now, to go bake Banana Bread with The Boy.
We go make our rounds around the house to say hello to everyone first. Once into the kitchen I see my mom is cooking up one of my favourites amongst many good dishes. Curry beef (THE best), jerk pork, baby bok choy, cashew chicken, deep fried shrimp wontons, and one of my niece's favourite (not sure what it's called). I wanted to nibble while we waited for everyone else to arrive because it's my day to not hold back and feast on mom's delicious home cooking.
Let's DO THIS!! Come on fat boy, lets weigh-in. I wanna eat! I'm on the scale & I think I'm haven't gained or lost from last time. Come on. Come on. Let's get it over with. Before he even comes into the bathroom (because no one else is allowed to know my weight. Gotta keep the husband disillusioned) he's admitted defeat and given Franklin $5. Dough Boy has gained 3-lbs. mawhahaha After updating our log book I see I've LOST 2-lbs. W00t!
It is still hard to be mindful of not indulging so often. It has become easier to eat more veggies (if it's there). I try to fill up on that so I'm not overloading on carbs, sugar, and fat. I realise now that I love carbs. Rice (of course), pasta, potato, or bread. One of those is in every meal and has so much calories.
I added 20-minute rowing sessions to my calorie burning repertoire (thanks Mike from pirates and ninjas for the blog shout out, or should I be giving thanks to the Word of the Day calendar). It's not consistent. IF my favourite brother is home, then I'll head over with Marcus to sing/yell off-key and burn off just under 200 calories. I tried going over on my own, but Marcus says it's 'too loud' and wants me to go upstairs with him. So, not helpful.
I will gloat while I can. I just had an Egg McMuffin combo (no cheese, no butter). I earned it (in self-righteous-next-weeks-payer tone)!
Now, to go bake Banana Bread with The Boy.
Wednesday, February 16, 2011
What's Next??
Blog. Blog. Blog. I have tons of ideas that I want to write about. Sometimes, inspiration comes from my life, your life, the news, TV, observations while I'm out, surfing the net, even FB posts! It takes just one word,a sentence, an action, an expression on someone's face, to spark a fire within my head and heart. I jot down the idea, sometimes it's just a title or an example, so I can flush out the thoughts later.
Some feelings and ideas are just so "there" that the words just flow out of my fingertips and the post is completed within minutes. Sort of like the I HATE YOU post. I was furious and just needed to get it out of my heart. I don't want that kind of ugliness lingering around, hence I blog. I used to write on a piece of paper/a diary/even the back of an envelope, just so I can get it out of my system and release myself from the drudgery of poisonous emotions. Now, I can "embarrass" myself for the world to read. (The World...aren't I modest LOL...a girl can Like, Comment, and a Dream right?)
Do you ever get a thought or idea, be it positive or negative, in your head and it just repeats itself over and over and over. Even a compliment about how I've lost weight can take a sinister turn and all of a sudden "I'm so fat. Look at my thunder thighs. I'm huge. I've got a big belly. I need to lose weight. My arms wave" are on repeat in my head. It's not always so negative. It could also go "You hot, girl. Working out is paying off. Need new clothes for this skinny body. Have to get a mani/pedi. Look good. Feeling GREAT! They noticed! They noticed!". Crazy. I know. Hence why I blog to analyze and move on.
Well, these ideas are starting to build up. I've got a list of Draft posts waiting to be explored and posted. There are so many now that I don't know what should be next. I pulled up the list and it seems like so many, that I just start a new one about something else and leave these behind.
They are all worthy of my thoughts and emotions that I will put into them. Sometimes. I just don't have time or it's because the emotions involved while I write them are just too heavy. Like how we found out Franklin had kidney problems post in response from just an inquiry from a friend. It took me a while to write it because I didn't want to feel the fear, disappointment, nor anger again. I've always wanted to document our kidney journey. The emotions. The milestones. Her question helped kick the dust off.
It's funny how it starts with an idea, and as I write, I ramble on and by the end of the post, I'm left with a whole different perspective and/or emotion. Quite the amusement ride and I Love it!
Below is the lengthy list of posts waiting to be blogged about. For most, the title gives you the basic idea. For the others, well, you'll just have to choose and see! Exciting?? LOL...to me it is. I know. I'm lame :P
What would you like to read about next??:
Some feelings and ideas are just so "there" that the words just flow out of my fingertips and the post is completed within minutes. Sort of like the I HATE YOU post. I was furious and just needed to get it out of my heart. I don't want that kind of ugliness lingering around, hence I blog. I used to write on a piece of paper/a diary/even the back of an envelope, just so I can get it out of my system and release myself from the drudgery of poisonous emotions. Now, I can "embarrass" myself for the world to read. (The World...aren't I modest LOL...a girl can Like, Comment, and a Dream right?)
Do you ever get a thought or idea, be it positive or negative, in your head and it just repeats itself over and over and over. Even a compliment about how I've lost weight can take a sinister turn and all of a sudden "I'm so fat. Look at my thunder thighs. I'm huge. I've got a big belly. I need to lose weight. My arms wave" are on repeat in my head. It's not always so negative. It could also go "You hot, girl. Working out is paying off. Need new clothes for this skinny body. Have to get a mani/pedi. Look good. Feeling GREAT! They noticed! They noticed!". Crazy. I know. Hence why I blog to analyze and move on.
Well, these ideas are starting to build up. I've got a list of Draft posts waiting to be explored and posted. There are so many now that I don't know what should be next. I pulled up the list and it seems like so many, that I just start a new one about something else and leave these behind.
They are all worthy of my thoughts and emotions that I will put into them. Sometimes. I just don't have time or it's because the emotions involved while I write them are just too heavy. Like how we found out Franklin had kidney problems post in response from just an inquiry from a friend. It took me a while to write it because I didn't want to feel the fear, disappointment, nor anger again. I've always wanted to document our kidney journey. The emotions. The milestones. Her question helped kick the dust off.
It's funny how it starts with an idea, and as I write, I ramble on and by the end of the post, I'm left with a whole different perspective and/or emotion. Quite the amusement ride and I Love it!
Below is the lengthy list of posts waiting to be blogged about. For most, the title gives you the basic idea. For the others, well, you'll just have to choose and see! Exciting?? LOL...to me it is. I know. I'm lame :P
What would you like to read about next??:
- Organ Trafficking - A Dialysis Patient's Perspective
- Cancer Caps - Warriors and Survivors Should be Stylish TOO!
- Fish and Chips Diet
- Another Year - Still Stuck With Him - Reflection of the Last Year
- From Both Ends - Return of the POO and MORE!
- No Strings Attached - yeah right :P
- The Novelty has Worn OFF - or has it??
- ￠€£$￥ - The Necessary Evil
- Diet Basics
- MaMa's Milk
- Parent, Friend or Both
- Say it. Forget it. Write it. Regret it.
- Dialysis at Sea - Possible?
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Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Second and third helpings please!
I am watching way too much reality TV. Particularly the ones dealing with food. Not sure if it has any correlation with my current dieting state. The old "you want what you can't have" adage. For me, I want food. For you, maybe it's a bit more out of your reach. A man/woman? A motorcycle? World travel for a year?
One show I have to stop watching is Man vs Food. I still think it's way too much. Well, most of the time. I think I'm becoming desensitized to the amount of food that would considered disturbing. Yikes! 12 egg omelet. Is that really so bad? Who doesn't eat bacon and home fries with their eggs? So what if the total weight including the cheese, sour cream, tomatoes, peppers, and green onions total 5-lbs. The vegetables don't count. Add those to the 'eating healthy' category. And the 'lying to yourself' category too. lol
Watching Cupcake Wars or baking competitions, just puts me in the mood for some form of baked good. Cookie, cake, bar, muffin, whatever!
Sadly, even some disgusting combos sound possible. Check out this site This is Why You're Fat Pretty funny.
If I suspend my disbelief of the caloric intake for just one meal I can actually enjoy my wings, chili, pizza, chip & dip, and desserts. Hey, suspension of disbelief is the foundation of most of Hollywood movies. LaLaLand can't be wrong. Right?! haha
You can pretend years of over-eating, debauchery, smoking, recreational drug use, spending beyond your means, etc is o.k., but it will all catch up it you one day. You'll end up broke, fat, with some form of organ damage.
I said years of abuse. This weekend is OK though. Diet Schmiet
One show I have to stop watching is Man vs Food. I still think it's way too much. Well, most of the time. I think I'm becoming desensitized to the amount of food that would considered disturbing. Yikes! 12 egg omelet. Is that really so bad? Who doesn't eat bacon and home fries with their eggs? So what if the total weight including the cheese, sour cream, tomatoes, peppers, and green onions total 5-lbs. The vegetables don't count. Add those to the 'eating healthy' category. And the 'lying to yourself' category too. lol
Watching Cupcake Wars or baking competitions, just puts me in the mood for some form of baked good. Cookie, cake, bar, muffin, whatever!
Sadly, even some disgusting combos sound possible. Check out this site This is Why You're Fat Pretty funny.
If I suspend my disbelief of the caloric intake for just one meal I can actually enjoy my wings, chili, pizza, chip & dip, and desserts. Hey, suspension of disbelief is the foundation of most of Hollywood movies. LaLaLand can't be wrong. Right?! haha
You can pretend years of over-eating, debauchery, smoking, recreational drug use, spending beyond your means, etc is o.k., but it will all catch up it you one day. You'll end up broke, fat, with some form of organ damage.
I said years of abuse. This weekend is OK though. Diet Schmiet
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Saturday, February 5, 2011
Down $5
Well, the weigh-in did not bring good news to my wallet. When we started this Biggest Loser competition (read it here), I felt confident that I had an advantage. But, the fact that he's a guy makes a HUGE difference. This mofo has lost 9-lbs and he's only been trying for a couple of weeks. I've tried for 5-weeks and am still at 6-lbs. I lost 1-lb from last week. but, it wasn't enough for his 5-lb loss. FrACk!
He has more work meetings so hopefully The Vendors will be feeding their gratitude to him with fatty deliciousness. mwhahaha...FTW!
I have decided to add rowing twice a week to my Zumba. Hopefully, that will help. I'm slacking on noting my food on myfitnesspal.com, am eating one too many cookies/slice of cake, and skipped Zumba last week since we took The Boy to the Science Centre.
My silver lining is even if I lose another $5, if it motivates me to lose a couple more pounds, then I AM winning.
Reality: I don't feel like a winner. I LOST dammit! grrrrr
Score:
He has more work meetings so hopefully The Vendors will be feeding their gratitude to him with fatty deliciousness. mwhahaha...FTW!
I have decided to add rowing twice a week to my Zumba. Hopefully, that will help. I'm slacking on noting my food on myfitnesspal.com, am eating one too many cookies/slice of cake, and skipped Zumba last week since we took The Boy to the Science Centre.
My silver lining is even if I lose another $5, if it motivates me to lose a couple more pounds, then I AM winning.
Reality: I don't feel like a winner. I LOST dammit! grrrrr
Score:
- Me: +5 Him: -5
- Me: 0 Him: 0
- Me: -5 Him: +5
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Who's going to win $5 this week?
I think I was mentally blocking out that I lost at the second weigh in.
So far, it's been like this:
Now, I had a huge Chinese New Year feast yesterday. I had Harvey's for lunch the other day. Only had a burger (took off the bottom bun!), nibbled a bit on The Husband's poutine, and drank water. It's not looking good. My weight hasn't changed! Happy that I haven't gained, but that's not good enough for a win.
I'm just going to have to Zumba my a$$ off, maybe hit the rowing machine for some extra calorie inferno time, and keep the garbage out of my mouth.
So far, it's been like this:
- I win $5! I lost 7-lbs. Brother lost 2-lbs.
- I gave his $5 back (sounds better than saying I lost). I gained 1-lbs. Brother lost 2-lbs. It was the Jamaican Food! (read about it here) note: when I weighed myself the next morning, I 'lost' that 1-lb.
- Who will take it this week??
Now, I had a huge Chinese New Year feast yesterday. I had Harvey's for lunch the other day. Only had a burger (took off the bottom bun!), nibbled a bit on The Husband's poutine, and drank water. It's not looking good. My weight hasn't changed! Happy that I haven't gained, but that's not good enough for a win.
I'm just going to have to Zumba my a$$ off, maybe hit the rowing machine for some extra calorie inferno time, and keep the garbage out of my mouth.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Di Ackee 'n Salt Fish make mi LOSE
It was an awesome foody night of amazing Jamaican food cooked by with love by the parental units.
The night's eats included:
They don't cook this often enough for me, so diet schmiet. I had 2nd and 3rds! And the perfect drink to compliment the feast was Champagne Cola, Ting, Pineapple drink
I guess it shouldn't be totally shocking that I lost this weeks weigh-in.
I have slacked for 4 days now. Not noting my food intake on myfitnesspal.com. Eating at the Southern BBQ joint with less restraint. Not doing the snacks-in-between-meals. And the icing on the cake was the delicious goodness of mommy and daddy's cooking.
I gained one pound from last week. Had to give back The Brother's $5 I won last week. It hurt. I won't lie. You'd think I would have smarten up over the weekend. Nope. Had 4 cookies yesterday. 2 cupcakes today.
Perhaps putting it "out there" will put the proverbial Scarlett Letter F (for fatty) will get me back to mental discipline starting....tomorrow.
I need to finish the left overs I brought home!
The night's eats included:
- Oxtail
- Ackee & Salt Fish
- Mackerel Fish
- Dumplings
- Breadfruit
- Rice and Peas with Salt Pork
- Boiled Yams
They don't cook this often enough for me, so diet schmiet. I had 2nd and 3rds! And the perfect drink to compliment the feast was Champagne Cola, Ting, Pineapple drink
I guess it shouldn't be totally shocking that I lost this weeks weigh-in.
I have slacked for 4 days now. Not noting my food intake on myfitnesspal.com. Eating at the Southern BBQ joint with less restraint. Not doing the snacks-in-between-meals. And the icing on the cake was the delicious goodness of mommy and daddy's cooking.
I gained one pound from last week. Had to give back The Brother's $5 I won last week. It hurt. I won't lie. You'd think I would have smarten up over the weekend. Nope. Had 4 cookies yesterday. 2 cupcakes today.
Perhaps putting it "out there" will put the proverbial Scarlett Letter F (for fatty) will get me back to mental discipline starting....tomorrow.
I need to finish the left overs I brought home!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Can I get a Diet Coke with that?
This week is not dropping the lbs as quickly. Well, maybe it is and I'm just weighing myself too often. But, what I think is really happening if I'm being honest to myself is I'm riding the 7-lb weight loss win and getting too cocky.
I've done the calorie counting and portion control. Used this site http://www.eddieoneverything.com/nutrition_info/calculators, which has been helpful since I probably eat out way too often. I've started to slip in probably too many sweets. Ate that Hostess Chocolate Cupcake from back in Saved From Evil post two weeks ago. I ate it in two days. One a day. NEVER buy those things again. Sure it was within my calorie count for the day, but I'm sure the fat count wasn't.
We went to a southern bbq place. The Husband has been watching too much Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives episodes and has craved it for a while now. We've been to a couple that were big disappointments. To the point where my brother, who we dragged with us to a couple, won't come. Then through conversation a buddy of his mentioned a place that does the 14-hr slow cooking of meat. Just like on tv!
We're off for a 30-minute drive on the 407. We order some platter. Ribs, pulled pork, and smoked brisket. Now, I only have 2 ribs, a bit of pulled pork, and 1.5 slices of smoked brisket. I ordered the green beans so I get my vegetables and it makes it ok for me to eat all this meat. Hey, you gotta treat yourself right?
But, now we go again yesterday. This time dragging my brother along again, who doesn't care for bbq btw. We order ribs, pulled pork, smoked brisket, chicken, and of course I order a salad to fit in my veggies.
The scale doesn't lie. I better smarten up. Friday's weigh-in just around the corner. No more McDonald's breakfast, even though I get no butter and no cheese on my Egg McMuffin. No more meat platter with a side of veggies.
I don't drink pop, so a diet coke is just my metaphor for justifying eating like a pig if I get a side of something 'healthy'. This could be for many things. I paid my mortgage, so I can buy a $400 brand name purse. I paid my insurance, so I can buy the $2000 low-pro's. I put away some RRSP money, so I can do Europe vacation for 2-months again.
I've done the calorie counting and portion control. Used this site http://www.eddieoneverything.com/nutrition_info/calculators, which has been helpful since I probably eat out way too often. I've started to slip in probably too many sweets. Ate that Hostess Chocolate Cupcake from back in Saved From Evil post two weeks ago. I ate it in two days. One a day. NEVER buy those things again. Sure it was within my calorie count for the day, but I'm sure the fat count wasn't.
We went to a southern bbq place. The Husband has been watching too much Diners, Drive-ins, and Dives episodes and has craved it for a while now. We've been to a couple that were big disappointments. To the point where my brother, who we dragged with us to a couple, won't come. Then through conversation a buddy of his mentioned a place that does the 14-hr slow cooking of meat. Just like on tv!
We're off for a 30-minute drive on the 407. We order some platter. Ribs, pulled pork, and smoked brisket. Now, I only have 2 ribs, a bit of pulled pork, and 1.5 slices of smoked brisket. I ordered the green beans so I get my vegetables and it makes it ok for me to eat all this meat. Hey, you gotta treat yourself right?
But, now we go again yesterday. This time dragging my brother along again, who doesn't care for bbq btw. We order ribs, pulled pork, smoked brisket, chicken, and of course I order a salad to fit in my veggies.
The scale doesn't lie. I better smarten up. Friday's weigh-in just around the corner. No more McDonald's breakfast, even though I get no butter and no cheese on my Egg McMuffin. No more meat platter with a side of veggies.
I don't drink pop, so a diet coke is just my metaphor for justifying eating like a pig if I get a side of something 'healthy'. This could be for many things. I paid my mortgage, so I can buy a $400 brand name purse. I paid my insurance, so I can buy the $2000 low-pro's. I put away some RRSP money, so I can do Europe vacation for 2-months again.
Saturday, January 22, 2011
FTW!!
7 lbs in 3 weeks....not too shabby...not great, but definitely awesome enough to win $5. Oh the excuses were there. "I was going out with the Vendor every night" (for work stuff). What I heard was "I'm a loser and I owe you $5 and my soul for one week!" LMAO! All this winningness makes me giddy. I'm not usually such a sore winner. I have a bit of restraint. But, with family, who needs to?! IN YO' FACE BROTHA!! Now, give me my MONEY!!
Just that morning we had McDonald's for breakfast. I know, I know. How can I eat The Taint?! I eat fast food. I'm not proud of it. It just IS sometimes. I don't always get the 'healthy' choice of a 6 grams of fat sub sandwich that has no cheese, no mayo,and loaded with veggies. I did try to make it healthy (if that's possible. and in my head it is :) ) I got an Egg McMuffin with no butter and no cheese. Ate only half a hash brown (not really by choice, but Marcus wanted it since he doesn't get one. do I owe him a $1 of my winnings now?).
Back to that 'healthy' fast food choice of subs for a sec. Who can eat only 6-inches and be done?!? I'm STILL hungry after that. I've supplemented it with a cup of soup or huge plate of salad with a small side of dressing that I dip my fork in, fruit, and two glasses of water. And instead of the cookies or chips the combo comes with, I have one of those 90-calorie snack bags of mini rice cakes drizzled with chocolate. Hopefully my stomach will shrink so a 6-inch is enough. I could totally eat a 12-inch in one sitting (most of the time).
Good thing I paid for the Zumba classes, otherwise I would have flaked out on a class or two already. Dude, if I do get an hour or so free from both kids, I'd like to spend it in a bath or sleep. At least, Zumba is becoming a little easier. I'm getting to know the routines and know what the dance steps are when the instructor says 'next'. Haven't bumped into the fan or anyone else again (well, so far anyway).
I came home still red-faced once and The Husband asked me if I was ok? HAHA My response "I'm dancing my A$$ off". I'm only going once a week and I give it my ALL. Thinking to sign up for a dance aerobic class also for the next session in combination with the Zumba. Hopefully, The Husband will watch the kids again and not complain (at least not too much).
Keeping track of my food has helped me. Keeps me aware of how much calories I'm putting in. I still have a cookie, cupcake, small bowl of chips, or ice cream a couple of times a week. I need my junk! But, at least I'm aware not to eat 1000 calories of junk (not in one sitting at least :) ). I do feel for a nice big slice of cake though. Caramel Crunch, Cheesecake (any kind), brownie with ice cream, sugar cookie base with caramel, chocolate, nuts on top bar,or any La Rocca cake. I haven't yet. Maybe after our 6-month big weigh-in.
Can't wait!
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Just that morning we had McDonald's for breakfast. I know, I know. How can I eat The Taint?! I eat fast food. I'm not proud of it. It just IS sometimes. I don't always get the 'healthy' choice of a 6 grams of fat sub sandwich that has no cheese, no mayo,and loaded with veggies. I did try to make it healthy (if that's possible. and in my head it is :) ) I got an Egg McMuffin with no butter and no cheese. Ate only half a hash brown (not really by choice, but Marcus wanted it since he doesn't get one. do I owe him a $1 of my winnings now?).
Back to that 'healthy' fast food choice of subs for a sec. Who can eat only 6-inches and be done?!? I'm STILL hungry after that. I've supplemented it with a cup of soup or huge plate of salad with a small side of dressing that I dip my fork in, fruit, and two glasses of water. And instead of the cookies or chips the combo comes with, I have one of those 90-calorie snack bags of mini rice cakes drizzled with chocolate. Hopefully my stomach will shrink so a 6-inch is enough. I could totally eat a 12-inch in one sitting (most of the time).
Good thing I paid for the Zumba classes, otherwise I would have flaked out on a class or two already. Dude, if I do get an hour or so free from both kids, I'd like to spend it in a bath or sleep. At least, Zumba is becoming a little easier. I'm getting to know the routines and know what the dance steps are when the instructor says 'next'. Haven't bumped into the fan or anyone else again (well, so far anyway).
I came home still red-faced once and The Husband asked me if I was ok? HAHA My response "I'm dancing my A$$ off". I'm only going once a week and I give it my ALL. Thinking to sign up for a dance aerobic class also for the next session in combination with the Zumba. Hopefully, The Husband will watch the kids again and not complain (at least not too much).
Keeping track of my food has helped me. Keeps me aware of how much calories I'm putting in. I still have a cookie, cupcake, small bowl of chips, or ice cream a couple of times a week. I need my junk! But, at least I'm aware not to eat 1000 calories of junk (not in one sitting at least :) ). I do feel for a nice big slice of cake though. Caramel Crunch, Cheesecake (any kind), brownie with ice cream, sugar cookie base with caramel, chocolate, nuts on top bar,or any La Rocca cake. I haven't yet. Maybe after our 6-month big weigh-in.
Can't wait!
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Thursday, January 20, 2011
I fell and I WILL get up
Uh oh...two chocolate cupcakes with white frosting later and I'm disappointed with myself. Actually, it was after the small handful of chips that I was disappointed.
It happens. I'm a realist. Hopefully Zumba will help me burn off at least one of them. The first weigh in for my Biggest Loser competition is tomorrow! yikes!
I'm down ~4 lbs since January 1st. Sometimes only 2 lbs on a 'bad' day. I know you're not supposed to weigh yourself everyday. But, I can't help it. Target weight is big when doing dialysis, so we have one of those accurate scales at home. I can't resist to know where I stand in this competition.
My brother's wife said he's doing really well. Not sure if she's trying to mind-phuck me or what. Whateverrrrrrrrrrrr I am going to kick his a$$. (man, I hope so) Maybe those cupcakes and chips were not a good idea.
It's hard to try and balance baking and dieting. I love to bake with The Boy. He likes to stir/mix and pour. I gave some to The Neighbour, but she's more disciplined then I. She didn't want seconds of my delicious cake balls. She ate 12 of them so, I guess I understand her restraint. They are delicious!
I'm gonna Zumba hard. Isometrics right now! I gotta WIN!
I'll let ya know if my wallet is $5 lighter or if my ego gets crushed.
It happens. I'm a realist. Hopefully Zumba will help me burn off at least one of them. The first weigh in for my Biggest Loser competition is tomorrow! yikes!
I'm down ~4 lbs since January 1st. Sometimes only 2 lbs on a 'bad' day. I know you're not supposed to weigh yourself everyday. But, I can't help it. Target weight is big when doing dialysis, so we have one of those accurate scales at home. I can't resist to know where I stand in this competition.
My brother's wife said he's doing really well. Not sure if she's trying to mind-phuck me or what. Whateverrrrrrrrrrrr I am going to kick his a$$. (man, I hope so) Maybe those cupcakes and chips were not a good idea.
It's hard to try and balance baking and dieting. I love to bake with The Boy. He likes to stir/mix and pour. I gave some to The Neighbour, but she's more disciplined then I. She didn't want seconds of my delicious cake balls. She ate 12 of them so, I guess I understand her restraint. They are delicious!
I'm gonna Zumba hard. Isometrics right now! I gotta WIN!
I'll let ya know if my wallet is $5 lighter or if my ego gets crushed.
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Saved from Evil
It was a looooooong morning.
It started with a crank call at 6:15am. nice.
Have to be at M's Godmother's place by 7:30am (actually 7:45am, but you know who you are...sometimes you have to trick yourself to get there on time. or at least reasonably late). Diaper changes, clothes, teeth, clean the car, and car seats, then we are off by 7:30am. W00t! I'm running on time.
Turn onto the major street and already I'm hit with traffic. Grrr. Two and a half hours later we are all at the Parenting Centre. Awesome place for the picknees. Sandbox, Waterbox, painting, crafts, sing time, story time, snacks, crafts, books, blocks, play kitchen, costumes, bumba chair, play saucer chair thingy, coffee,toys, and FUN!
We had McD's for breakfast. Egg McMuffin combo. Forgot to mention no butter & no cheese. ahh well. I chose the 'healthy' breakfast right? :P
By 2pm I'm STARVING! We are on our way to our Roots of Empathy (ROE) meeting. We stop off at a store because me and my camel (aka my niece Nicole who drinks LOTS of water) are thirsty. And there it is. In all its prepackaged, refined sugar, evil glory. A hostess chocolate cupcake. I got the water since I'm thirsty, but try to hold off since we'll be going out to eat after the ROE session. But, when you are hungry almost anything looks delicious. Even disgusting fake chocolate fat in the shape of a cupcake.
In the car I figured if I share it with M's Godmother or my niece I wouldn't be totally fatting out. But, my niece saved me. She took it out of my hands. Told me not to do it. I still wanted it. Even tried to convince her to sink to my level and have one. Then she read out the 'nutritional' value. Sodium, Sugar, Fat, Calories. That did it. No thanks.
Thanks Darling! You saved my waistline for that minute. Although, at 7:44am it's looking pretty tempting again. I should just throw it away. Or maybe someone can eat it in front of me so I can eat it vicariously through them.
Any volunteers?
It started with a crank call at 6:15am. nice.
Have to be at M's Godmother's place by 7:30am (actually 7:45am, but you know who you are...sometimes you have to trick yourself to get there on time. or at least reasonably late). Diaper changes, clothes, teeth, clean the car, and car seats, then we are off by 7:30am. W00t! I'm running on time.
Turn onto the major street and already I'm hit with traffic. Grrr. Two and a half hours later we are all at the Parenting Centre. Awesome place for the picknees. Sandbox, Waterbox, painting, crafts, sing time, story time, snacks, crafts, books, blocks, play kitchen, costumes, bumba chair, play saucer chair thingy, coffee,toys, and FUN!
We had McD's for breakfast. Egg McMuffin combo. Forgot to mention no butter & no cheese. ahh well. I chose the 'healthy' breakfast right? :P
By 2pm I'm STARVING! We are on our way to our Roots of Empathy (ROE) meeting. We stop off at a store because me and my camel (aka my niece Nicole who drinks LOTS of water) are thirsty. And there it is. In all its prepackaged, refined sugar, evil glory. A hostess chocolate cupcake. I got the water since I'm thirsty, but try to hold off since we'll be going out to eat after the ROE session. But, when you are hungry almost anything looks delicious. Even disgusting fake chocolate fat in the shape of a cupcake.
In the car I figured if I share it with M's Godmother or my niece I wouldn't be totally fatting out. But, my niece saved me. She took it out of my hands. Told me not to do it. I still wanted it. Even tried to convince her to sink to my level and have one. Then she read out the 'nutritional' value. Sodium, Sugar, Fat, Calories. That did it. No thanks.
Thanks Darling! You saved my waistline for that minute. Although, at 7:44am it's looking pretty tempting again. I should just throw it away. Or maybe someone can eat it in front of me so I can eat it vicariously through them.
Any volunteers?
Tuesday, January 11, 2011
Biggest Loser
So, one of my 2011 resolutions was to make myself a priority and become FABulous again. I signed up for Zumba and setup some tools to help me with my diet.
First: Zumba – FUN! FUN! FUN!
I thought to myself “I have rhythm. I can dance. This should be easy to transition into getting more active”. That’s what I thought. Then I went to my first class and felt like I had one left foot on an old lady’s body. I say one because I could do most of the moves and didn’t twist an ankle. I did go the wrong way then the rest of the class. I did bump into the fan that was behind me. I did laugh my head off at how funny I looked in the front mirror. Oh what a sight: red faced, going the wrong way, and laughing like I was high. Good times.
Second: Diet – Game ON!
So, to help motivate me to stay on this diet I engaged my oldest brother into a Biggest Loser type competition. We will have a weigh-in at our weekly family dinners and the winner of the $5 from the other person will be the person who loses the largest percentage of body weight from the previous week. We’ll have a 3 and 6 month BIG weigh in: who ever has lost the highest percentage of weight change from the original start weight. We agreed $20 for that one. Yes, we could have agreed to bigger money, i.e. $100, but the reality is my brother and I are uber competitive. It’s not the money, but the personal honour of being able to shamelessly emotionally abuse the chubb chubb that motivates us. I can’t weight! (not a spelling mistake, but bad pun)
Now that Franklin has many more ‘good’ days than before, I see us getting out more. Why better now compared to before? I’ll save that for another day of reflection.
The ‘uber’ (aka unhealthy) competition conversation:
Brother: I will die before I lose
Me: You just might old man. Be careful. I joined Zumba! (note to reader: I realize I have to do more that one measly class a week, but gotta start somewhere, so spppfft
)
Brother: Well, I’ve got hockey.
Me: Men do lose weight faster than woman, but I am younger and breastfeeding!
Brother: ewwwww
Me: ha ha ha. Breastfeeding!! Breastfeeding!!
For those who need the math: example – (start at 200 pounds and lose 10 pounds and you have lost 5%)
[(Start weight - Finish Weight) X 100 / Start weight = percentage lost.].
Second again – Tracking what I put in my belly
I’m using MyFitnessPal.com to track what I put into my mouth. It’s pretty good. You enter your starting weight and target weight by when and it will tell you how much calories you need to eat to reach your goal. They have a database of food that I can search. I select what I ate and the portion. The site will calculate the calories, carbs, fat, protein. It’s not so much I’m counting, but just to be aware of what I’m eating.
I got rid of all the chips and cookies. I know the family would like to have one and when company comes over who doesn’t want to have a snacker handy. But, if it’s in the house I’ll eat it. I don’t have the self-control part down yet. For food and for many other things for that matter. lol For some of my friends is alcohol, smoking, shopping, etc. YOU know who you are. You can relate.
Diet is not the politically correct term anymore. Life style change is the buzz word now. Well, it’s a diet now until it becomes second nature to turn down a second portion of delicious lasagna, choose fish instead of steak since I’ve already eaten red meat twice this week, pass on the chocolate fudge cake and have fruit. I’m still getting a handle on portion control so I could eat a sliver of cake or only two cookies.
I WILL get there.
First: Zumba – FUN! FUN! FUN!
I thought to myself “I have rhythm. I can dance. This should be easy to transition into getting more active”. That’s what I thought. Then I went to my first class and felt like I had one left foot on an old lady’s body. I say one because I could do most of the moves and didn’t twist an ankle. I did go the wrong way then the rest of the class. I did bump into the fan that was behind me. I did laugh my head off at how funny I looked in the front mirror. Oh what a sight: red faced, going the wrong way, and laughing like I was high. Good times.
Second: Diet – Game ON!
So, to help motivate me to stay on this diet I engaged my oldest brother into a Biggest Loser type competition. We will have a weigh-in at our weekly family dinners and the winner of the $5 from the other person will be the person who loses the largest percentage of body weight from the previous week. We’ll have a 3 and 6 month BIG weigh in: who ever has lost the highest percentage of weight change from the original start weight. We agreed $20 for that one. Yes, we could have agreed to bigger money, i.e. $100, but the reality is my brother and I are uber competitive. It’s not the money, but the personal honour of being able to shamelessly emotionally abuse the chubb chubb that motivates us. I can’t weight! (not a spelling mistake, but bad pun)
Now that Franklin has many more ‘good’ days than before, I see us getting out more. Why better now compared to before? I’ll save that for another day of reflection.
The ‘uber’ (aka unhealthy) competition conversation:
Brother: I will die before I lose
Me: You just might old man. Be careful. I joined Zumba! (note to reader: I realize I have to do more that one measly class a week, but gotta start somewhere, so spppfft
)Brother: Well, I’ve got hockey.
Me: Men do lose weight faster than woman, but I am younger and breastfeeding!
Brother: ewwwww
Me: ha ha ha. Breastfeeding!! Breastfeeding!!
For those who need the math: example – (start at 200 pounds and lose 10 pounds and you have lost 5%)
[(Start weight - Finish Weight) X 100 / Start weight = percentage lost.].
Second again – Tracking what I put in my belly
I’m using MyFitnessPal.com to track what I put into my mouth. It’s pretty good. You enter your starting weight and target weight by when and it will tell you how much calories you need to eat to reach your goal. They have a database of food that I can search. I select what I ate and the portion. The site will calculate the calories, carbs, fat, protein. It’s not so much I’m counting, but just to be aware of what I’m eating.
I got rid of all the chips and cookies. I know the family would like to have one and when company comes over who doesn’t want to have a snacker handy. But, if it’s in the house I’ll eat it. I don’t have the self-control part down yet. For food and for many other things for that matter. lol For some of my friends is alcohol, smoking, shopping, etc. YOU know who you are. You can relate.
Diet is not the politically correct term anymore. Life style change is the buzz word now. Well, it’s a diet now until it becomes second nature to turn down a second portion of delicious lasagna, choose fish instead of steak since I’ve already eaten red meat twice this week, pass on the chocolate fudge cake and have fruit. I’m still getting a handle on portion control so I could eat a sliver of cake or only two cookies.
I WILL get there.
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