Well...that didn't take long. The good news? I'm pregnant! Whoo hoo! The bad? Well, I managed to GAIN 7-8 pounds between the first day of my last period (9/26) and now without changing my diet or exercise habits all that much. I suppose I need to let myself off of the hook a bit on this one, though. I'm not really sure how much my eating and exercise habits really played in that QUICK weight gain and how much was just my body getting ready for this baby. I will discuss this with my doctor when I see her for my first appointment on 11/18.
I'm beyond, beyond thrilled that my family is growing. I am so excited to meet my new child, to introduce him or her to my son, to go through the craziness of infancy, to fall in love all over again.
And I hate, HATE to admit this one thing: I'm already FREAKING OUT about my weight. My clothes aren't fitting ALREADY, and I'm in the early, early stages of pregnancy. And I don't know how prepared I am to bear another child (physically, that is). I remember how large I felt, how exhausted, how self-conscious. I remember how difficult and stressful it was to even leave the house, because I felt so large. It was awful. I want to enjoy this pregnancy and I want to enjoy the last months of one-on-one time with my son without obsessing with my weight.
Even as I sit here typing I'm shifting uncomfortably in my chair, conscious of the tightness of my pants around my butt and belly. I'm thinking back to trying, and failing, to find something to wear this morning that made me feel good about myself.
There is a small, dangerous part of me keeps piping, "You've got time! You can lose ten pounds! The baby is the size of a lentil! This won't hurt him/her! You can do it." That part of me is doing battle with the rational mother who says things like, "Nourish your body. Nourish your baby. Focus on making healthy choices. Ignore the number on the scale."
I'm torn, and I'm hormonal, and I just want to sob all over my keyboard.
But I can't just wallow. I need to take some action to alleviate my panic.
So I dusted off my iPad, and I updated MyNetDiary, and I reset some goals. I set my activity level to sedentary (this is a test, not sure if I'm sedentary or low active) and I set my weight loss goal to "lose 1 lb. per week." MyNetDairy calculates that I need a net caloric intake of 1688 to achieve this goal, and so this is what I'm going to try to do for the first trimester. During the second trimester I will try to maintain and/or gain .5 pound per week, and during the third I will try to gain 1 pound per week. I want to gain exactly 20 pounds from today until the end of my pregnancy.
I will, of course, follow this course of action until I speak with my doctor and get her blessing. I do not want to risk the health of my child or my own health.
I will try and post my progress here (mostly to serve as an emotional release). I hope to do so on a daily basis, with a daily weigh-in, calorie count, and exercise log.
I wish I weren't so worried about my damn weight.
And I hope, that if this baby is a little girl, that I can raise her not to be so worried about it as well.
Friday, November 11, 2011
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Remix
So, the last time I decided to really commit to the diet and fitness advice of a she-devil whose name begins with a J (and rhymes with a million), I failed to succeed because, rather surprisingly, I became pregnant. Though I began that pregnancy with the highest hopes of keeping my weight in check, eating healthfully, and exercising, I remember eating lots of baked goods, ice cream, and burritos, taking lots of loooooong naps, and not doing a whole lot of work at the gym.
Fast forward a few years and hear I am with a beautiful, healthy, almost two-year-old little boy that I love with every ounce of my being. He is amazing.
I, on the other hand, managed to lose all of my pregnancy weight. Though I'd hoped to lose another 20-40 pounds before even thinking of getting pregnant again, my progress has stalled.
Usher in this latest era of motivation and Jackie Warner discipleship. I entered the first two week "prep" faze excited as all hell. But then, something happened.
No, I'm not pregnant.
But Mr. Kazoo and I decided to try and *get* pregnant.
And I couldn't be more thrilled.
But I'm not kidding myself. At 183 pounds, I know how I will feel at the end of another pregnancy if my weight soars another 50 pounds. I especially know how positively awful I'll feel about myself after giving birth. I know how sloppy and mushy and puffy and large I'll feel. I know how exhausted I will be. I especially know how difficult it will be to lose weight without risking my precious milk supply, a risk I don't know if I'll be willing to take the second time around.
For the last two and a half weeks I'd rather convinced myself I was already pregnant. Yesterday, however, my period showed up and proved me wrong. I've been rather down in the dumps. Mostly, I've been worried that I might have trouble getting pregnant the second time around (I am, after all, almost 34 years old). Of course, I realize that this is insane. We've been *trying* for a baby for exactly two weeks, hardly enough time to make me doubt my fertility.
I'm also, on a less extreme level, angry at myself for wasting these last two weeks and not using them to eat as healthy as possible and get as much exercise as practicable in order to get my body ready for another pregnancy.
I'm not wasting another day.
Today I woke up ready to GET READY. I'm leaving Jackie Warner behind for a bit while I use a little something called Common Sense (maybe you've heard of it). Besides, I'm not entirely sure how safe all of those supplements are for a woman in the earliest stages of pregnancy. I'll hang on to the multi-vitamin, the Vitamin C, and the Flax Oil. The Creatine is out, and I'll look into the CLA before making a decision on that one.
I'll keep a few Jackie tips and tricks in my Common Sense bag. Her diet and exercise plan is not so extreme that I can't adopt a few of her tips. I like her interval training, and I'll try and keep it up at least until I'm actually pregnant, at which point I may tone it down a bit depending on what my doctor tells me. And I'm going to try to circuit train three times per week, though I may chose exercises of my own rather than trying her workout plan, as some of them are beyond me (I can't even do 1 push up, let alone 20 push up renegades...c'mon now).
As for her diet, it makes good sense. Clean eating with lots of protein, vegetables, fruits and whole grains? Fine by me. I'm not going to be crazy super strict about it, though. I want to focus on feeding and nourishing my body rather than restricting food or merely eating (there's a difference there, believe me...feeding and nourishing have much more positive implications for me than food restriction or 'just eating', both of which lead to binges for me).
This morning I took several steps in the right direction. I hopped out of bed this morning and immediately put on my work out clothing so that I can get to the gym some time this morning. Then I made the Niblet and I an oatmeal and egg white pancake topped with nut butter, sliced banana, and a few granola clusters (I used a smidge of maple syrup...I had to, it was so delicious!). Next I'm off to chug a large glass of water with my vitamins.
This afternoon, during Niblet's nap, I'll check with my health insurance provider, find a GP, and make an appointment for a physical. I'll eat vegetables. I'll drink water.
I don't want to freak about the number on the scale, but as I'm not yet pregnant, I'd like to drop some weight. Even 1 pound would be a victory, 10 would be fantastic, 15-20 would be ideal. I'm going to go for it. When I struggle, I will remind myself how I felt in January, 2010, at 207 pounds. I was pretty miserable. It took me five months to lose those first 7 founds, and another 3-4 months to lose the next 20. I don't want to be that huge again. I want to be strong and healthy, sure. I want a strong and healthy baby more than anything in the world.
So let's hop to it, eh?
Fast forward a few years and hear I am with a beautiful, healthy, almost two-year-old little boy that I love with every ounce of my being. He is amazing.
I, on the other hand, managed to lose all of my pregnancy weight. Though I'd hoped to lose another 20-40 pounds before even thinking of getting pregnant again, my progress has stalled.
Usher in this latest era of motivation and Jackie Warner discipleship. I entered the first two week "prep" faze excited as all hell. But then, something happened.
No, I'm not pregnant.
But Mr. Kazoo and I decided to try and *get* pregnant.
And I couldn't be more thrilled.
But I'm not kidding myself. At 183 pounds, I know how I will feel at the end of another pregnancy if my weight soars another 50 pounds. I especially know how positively awful I'll feel about myself after giving birth. I know how sloppy and mushy and puffy and large I'll feel. I know how exhausted I will be. I especially know how difficult it will be to lose weight without risking my precious milk supply, a risk I don't know if I'll be willing to take the second time around.
For the last two and a half weeks I'd rather convinced myself I was already pregnant. Yesterday, however, my period showed up and proved me wrong. I've been rather down in the dumps. Mostly, I've been worried that I might have trouble getting pregnant the second time around (I am, after all, almost 34 years old). Of course, I realize that this is insane. We've been *trying* for a baby for exactly two weeks, hardly enough time to make me doubt my fertility.
I'm also, on a less extreme level, angry at myself for wasting these last two weeks and not using them to eat as healthy as possible and get as much exercise as practicable in order to get my body ready for another pregnancy.
I'm not wasting another day.
Today I woke up ready to GET READY. I'm leaving Jackie Warner behind for a bit while I use a little something called Common Sense (maybe you've heard of it). Besides, I'm not entirely sure how safe all of those supplements are for a woman in the earliest stages of pregnancy. I'll hang on to the multi-vitamin, the Vitamin C, and the Flax Oil. The Creatine is out, and I'll look into the CLA before making a decision on that one.
I'll keep a few Jackie tips and tricks in my Common Sense bag. Her diet and exercise plan is not so extreme that I can't adopt a few of her tips. I like her interval training, and I'll try and keep it up at least until I'm actually pregnant, at which point I may tone it down a bit depending on what my doctor tells me. And I'm going to try to circuit train three times per week, though I may chose exercises of my own rather than trying her workout plan, as some of them are beyond me (I can't even do 1 push up, let alone 20 push up renegades...c'mon now).
As for her diet, it makes good sense. Clean eating with lots of protein, vegetables, fruits and whole grains? Fine by me. I'm not going to be crazy super strict about it, though. I want to focus on feeding and nourishing my body rather than restricting food or merely eating (there's a difference there, believe me...feeding and nourishing have much more positive implications for me than food restriction or 'just eating', both of which lead to binges for me).
This morning I took several steps in the right direction. I hopped out of bed this morning and immediately put on my work out clothing so that I can get to the gym some time this morning. Then I made the Niblet and I an oatmeal and egg white pancake topped with nut butter, sliced banana, and a few granola clusters (I used a smidge of maple syrup...I had to, it was so delicious!). Next I'm off to chug a large glass of water with my vitamins.
This afternoon, during Niblet's nap, I'll check with my health insurance provider, find a GP, and make an appointment for a physical. I'll eat vegetables. I'll drink water.
I don't want to freak about the number on the scale, but as I'm not yet pregnant, I'd like to drop some weight. Even 1 pound would be a victory, 10 would be fantastic, 15-20 would be ideal. I'm going to go for it. When I struggle, I will remind myself how I felt in January, 2010, at 207 pounds. I was pretty miserable. It took me five months to lose those first 7 founds, and another 3-4 months to lose the next 20. I don't want to be that huge again. I want to be strong and healthy, sure. I want a strong and healthy baby more than anything in the world.
So let's hop to it, eh?
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
The Jackie Diet: Day 3
Originally, I was tempted to skip the first, introductory two-week period because I'm so excited to get started and lose mass amounts of weight, and I didn't think the first two-week period would make a huge difference. But I was really, really wrong.
For one thing, fitting a cup of oatmeal, two fruits, 2-3 cups of vegetables, a whey protein shake, and 2-3 L of water into one day is DIFFICULT. That is a lot of food, and there really isn't much room each day for anything else. I'm not full, exactly, but I'm definitely not hungry.
What's more, I feel...weird. Something about this diet reminds me of how I felt when I began Atkins all those years ago. I feel a bit dizzy, a bit like a headache is on its way. I'm also running to the bathroom way too often. Who has time to pee this often? And today? Today I have some pretty nasty diarrhea. Thanks, Jackie!
I'm really starting to wonder if this is what a detox feels like. So many critics of her plan argue that her diet is not backed by sound science. All I know is that what is going on with me right now is rather unusual and seems to be consistent with the symptoms experienced by people on detox diets.
Yesterday was my first 20-minute HIIT workout. I chose to do the treadmill program (Jackie suggests that you stick with the same piece of cardio equipment for the first two weeks). Here's what it looked like:
0-3 minutes/walk 3.5 at 0.0 incline (warmup)
3-5 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
5-7 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
7-8 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
8-10 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
10-12 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
12-13 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
13-15 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
15-17 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
17-18 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
18-20 minutes/walk 2.0 at 15.0 incline
20-22 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
22-24 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
I wore my heart rate monitor (even though Jackie advises to concentrate less on heart rate and concentrate more on achieving a good burn and sweating) and my heart rate was up to 190 at that last interval. It was great. I've done a lot of interval training this year (very similar to this program, actually) and actually preferred to push myself a bit harder for less time than to push myself hard for double the time.
In the next two weeks, I'll work to get my 15.0 incline up to a speed of 3.5 and my running speed up to at least a 5.8. I'll get my recovery minute up to a 3.5 as well.
There's a part of me that thinks...no way can this work! I look at Jackie's body on the cover and think that there is no way anyone could look like this with only 5 20-minute HIIT sessions and 3 30-minute circuit training sessions...could they?
I suppose there is only one way to find out, and that is to stick with it. Today, I chose to believe that it will work. After all, Jackie believes that if you believe it, you will achieve it, and if you believe you will fail, you will fail. I don't usually believe in that mushy motivational crap, but I'm a big fan of visualizing success.
So today, I visualize me with a slammin' bod, much like the girls of the Athleta catalog. I visualize myself on my birthday, in a mere three months, wearing matchstick jeans and high heeled booties with a fitted, emerald green cashmere sweater (with a cowl neck). My hair will be up in a sleek but full pony tail, and I'll be laughing and drinking wine with my sweetheart and our friends.
...that's a pretty picture.
[My starting weight for this diet was 183. I've taken most of my measurements, but Mr. Kazoo needs to help me measure my arms and then I'll post the measurements here. My goal weight is 145. I don't really know what I want my measurements to be, but I'd like to fit in a size 6 dress from most stores. I'm starting to get really excited at the prospect of just being thin!]
For one thing, fitting a cup of oatmeal, two fruits, 2-3 cups of vegetables, a whey protein shake, and 2-3 L of water into one day is DIFFICULT. That is a lot of food, and there really isn't much room each day for anything else. I'm not full, exactly, but I'm definitely not hungry.
What's more, I feel...weird. Something about this diet reminds me of how I felt when I began Atkins all those years ago. I feel a bit dizzy, a bit like a headache is on its way. I'm also running to the bathroom way too often. Who has time to pee this often? And today? Today I have some pretty nasty diarrhea. Thanks, Jackie!
I'm really starting to wonder if this is what a detox feels like. So many critics of her plan argue that her diet is not backed by sound science. All I know is that what is going on with me right now is rather unusual and seems to be consistent with the symptoms experienced by people on detox diets.
Yesterday was my first 20-minute HIIT workout. I chose to do the treadmill program (Jackie suggests that you stick with the same piece of cardio equipment for the first two weeks). Here's what it looked like:
0-3 minutes/walk 3.5 at 0.0 incline (warmup)
3-5 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
5-7 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
7-8 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
8-10 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
10-12 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
12-13 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
13-15 minutes/walk 3.0 at 15.0 incline
15-17 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
17-18 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
18-20 minutes/walk 2.0 at 15.0 incline
20-22 minutes/run 5.5 at 0.0 incline
22-24 minutes/walk 3.0 at 0.0 incline
I wore my heart rate monitor (even though Jackie advises to concentrate less on heart rate and concentrate more on achieving a good burn and sweating) and my heart rate was up to 190 at that last interval. It was great. I've done a lot of interval training this year (very similar to this program, actually) and actually preferred to push myself a bit harder for less time than to push myself hard for double the time.
In the next two weeks, I'll work to get my 15.0 incline up to a speed of 3.5 and my running speed up to at least a 5.8. I'll get my recovery minute up to a 3.5 as well.
There's a part of me that thinks...no way can this work! I look at Jackie's body on the cover and think that there is no way anyone could look like this with only 5 20-minute HIIT sessions and 3 30-minute circuit training sessions...could they?
I suppose there is only one way to find out, and that is to stick with it. Today, I chose to believe that it will work. After all, Jackie believes that if you believe it, you will achieve it, and if you believe you will fail, you will fail. I don't usually believe in that mushy motivational crap, but I'm a big fan of visualizing success.
So today, I visualize me with a slammin' bod, much like the girls of the Athleta catalog. I visualize myself on my birthday, in a mere three months, wearing matchstick jeans and high heeled booties with a fitted, emerald green cashmere sweater (with a cowl neck). My hair will be up in a sleek but full pony tail, and I'll be laughing and drinking wine with my sweetheart and our friends.
...that's a pretty picture.
[My starting weight for this diet was 183. I've taken most of my measurements, but Mr. Kazoo needs to help me measure my arms and then I'll post the measurements here. My goal weight is 145. I don't really know what I want my measurements to be, but I'd like to fit in a size 6 dress from most stores. I'm starting to get really excited at the prospect of just being thin!]
Friday, August 26, 2011
BLAH!
So...after months and months of hovering right around 180, I'm not hovering right around 183-184. My slight weight gain combined with other factors has stiffened my commitment to lose this weight already.
What other factors?
Well, first there's the fact that Mr. Kazoo and I have started talking about making baby #2. This is significant for a million reasons, but as for my weight/health, I want to be in tip-top shape this time around. I weighed about the same as I do right now when I became pregnant with my first son, and I wished, while I was pregnant, that I had been in better shape before my pregnancy. I don't want to have this same regret if we go through with baby #2. I knew how uncomfortable I was, how large I was, the first time around. I don't want to do it the same way again.
Next there's this general feeling of malaise and exhaustion that I've been experiencing of late. I'm just...wiped. This was brought to my attention about two and a half weeks ago when I gave up coffee in an effort to put an end to the migraines that occur when I fail to dose myself with a steady stream of caffeine. I can barely keep my eyes open almost three weeks later and I've had enough!
After looking more closely at my diet, I suspect (and fear) that I have a problem, and that problem is sugar (and refined flour). After doing some research, I decided to (be a complete and total cliche) and order a diet book online and will begin the "program" on Monday.
Which diet book is that? Well, my girl Jackie Warner's book of course.
Essentially, Jackie Warner's plan looks like something straight out of any girlie muscle mag you've ever read. The diet consists of 4 servings of protein, 3 servings of vegetables, 2 servings of fruit, 2 servings of whole grains, and 1 serving of clean fat. To that she adds high-intensity interval training five days per week and "power" circuit training three days per week. To that she adds a bunch of supplements with the focus on restoring your body's optimal balance of hormones for fat loss.
I chose this book because of Jackie's "sugar is the devil" angle (and let's not forget the two cheat meals). Sure, her book looks a lot like Jillian's Master Your Metabolism, but I don't want to read Jillian's tirade about skin care products (who can use olive oil as a moisturizer without breaking out and ruining an entire wardrobe?). My hope is that, by eating like this, I'll have more energy. Sadly, I love the guidelines, the check lists, the clear instructions as to what must be eaten every day, the holy-hell-that-looks-awful work out regiment.
In the first two week period, Jackie instructs followers to add 2 eggs, 1 whey protein shake, 2-3 cups of certain vegetables, 2 servings of fresh fruit, 1 cup of oatmeal, 2-3 liters of water with lemon, decaffeinated green tea, and a whole mess of supplements (multi-vitamin, Vitamin C, omega-3s, BCAAs, Creatine, and CLA) and perform HIIT for 20 minutes five times per week. I just placed a massive order with Vitamin Shoppe online.
On Sunday night I'll be taking my measurements and recording them here. Every two weeks I'll weigh in and post my measurements. I'm committing to this program, nomatter WHAT, for 12 solid weeks. On 11/21, the end of my 12th week, I will evaluate the success/failure of the program and decide whether or not it works for me. I'd like to lose 25 pounds by that date, by given the focus on building lean muscle, I may need to focus on lost inches. If I lose only 5-10 pounds but drop two dress sizes, for example, this may be the program for me despite the number on the scale.
And...honestly...is there anything more exciting, more hopeful, than the eve of a newly beginning diet? I love this stage. I haven't tried a specific diet since I tried Atkins back in the early 00s, back before I was even a vegetarian. I do hope that, this time, the "diet" is not suvh s
What other factors?
Well, first there's the fact that Mr. Kazoo and I have started talking about making baby #2. This is significant for a million reasons, but as for my weight/health, I want to be in tip-top shape this time around. I weighed about the same as I do right now when I became pregnant with my first son, and I wished, while I was pregnant, that I had been in better shape before my pregnancy. I don't want to have this same regret if we go through with baby #2. I knew how uncomfortable I was, how large I was, the first time around. I don't want to do it the same way again.
Next there's this general feeling of malaise and exhaustion that I've been experiencing of late. I'm just...wiped. This was brought to my attention about two and a half weeks ago when I gave up coffee in an effort to put an end to the migraines that occur when I fail to dose myself with a steady stream of caffeine. I can barely keep my eyes open almost three weeks later and I've had enough!
After looking more closely at my diet, I suspect (and fear) that I have a problem, and that problem is sugar (and refined flour). After doing some research, I decided to (be a complete and total cliche) and order a diet book online and will begin the "program" on Monday.
Which diet book is that? Well, my girl Jackie Warner's book of course.
Essentially, Jackie Warner's plan looks like something straight out of any girlie muscle mag you've ever read. The diet consists of 4 servings of protein, 3 servings of vegetables, 2 servings of fruit, 2 servings of whole grains, and 1 serving of clean fat. To that she adds high-intensity interval training five days per week and "power" circuit training three days per week. To that she adds a bunch of supplements with the focus on restoring your body's optimal balance of hormones for fat loss.
I chose this book because of Jackie's "sugar is the devil" angle (and let's not forget the two cheat meals). Sure, her book looks a lot like Jillian's Master Your Metabolism, but I don't want to read Jillian's tirade about skin care products (who can use olive oil as a moisturizer without breaking out and ruining an entire wardrobe?). My hope is that, by eating like this, I'll have more energy. Sadly, I love the guidelines, the check lists, the clear instructions as to what must be eaten every day, the holy-hell-that-looks-awful work out regiment.
In the first two week period, Jackie instructs followers to add 2 eggs, 1 whey protein shake, 2-3 cups of certain vegetables, 2 servings of fresh fruit, 1 cup of oatmeal, 2-3 liters of water with lemon, decaffeinated green tea, and a whole mess of supplements (multi-vitamin, Vitamin C, omega-3s, BCAAs, Creatine, and CLA) and perform HIIT for 20 minutes five times per week. I just placed a massive order with Vitamin Shoppe online.
On Sunday night I'll be taking my measurements and recording them here. Every two weeks I'll weigh in and post my measurements. I'm committing to this program, nomatter WHAT, for 12 solid weeks. On 11/21, the end of my 12th week, I will evaluate the success/failure of the program and decide whether or not it works for me. I'd like to lose 25 pounds by that date, by given the focus on building lean muscle, I may need to focus on lost inches. If I lose only 5-10 pounds but drop two dress sizes, for example, this may be the program for me despite the number on the scale.
And...honestly...is there anything more exciting, more hopeful, than the eve of a newly beginning diet? I love this stage. I haven't tried a specific diet since I tried Atkins back in the early 00s, back before I was even a vegetarian. I do hope that, this time, the "diet" is not suvh s
Tuesday, August 2, 2011
Never Give Update
So far...so good. After breakfast the Niblet and I headed for a long walk with a couple of steep hills. After a quick grocery run, we came home and I prepped dinner and made a healthy lunch (veggies, hummus, fruit, yogurt, and one of the Niblet's veggie patties.
Here's how I'm doing (bold = accomplished, italics = in progress, * not planned, but achieved)
1. Track my food and stick to my calorie allotment.
2. Work out.
3. Work on/draft a motion during the Niblet's nap.
4. Make dinner (slow roasted cherry tomatoes and pasta with edamame-basil pesto).
5. Work on cleaning my side of the bedroom.
*6. Laundry.
*7. Wash couch cover (special thanks goes out to my dog for peeing on it last night!).
*8. Grocery store.
...let's keep it up, eh?
Here's how I'm doing (bold = accomplished, italics = in progress, * not planned, but achieved)
1. Track my food and stick to my calorie allotment.
2. Work out.
3. Work on/draft a motion during the Niblet's nap.
4. Make dinner (slow roasted cherry tomatoes and pasta with edamame-basil pesto).
5. Work on cleaning my side of the bedroom.
*6. Laundry.
*7. Wash couch cover (special thanks goes out to my dog for peeing on it last night!).
*8. Grocery store.
...let's keep it up, eh?
Never Give Up....(right?)
Yeah, yesterday was still awful. I accomplished nothing. At around lunch time I also made a conscious decision to binge. I ate a regular lunch (hummus wrap and chips) followed by a large order of Wendy's fries, a handful of Hershey's kisses, and a piece of cake. Then I blew off work to watch True Blood and nap. Nap!
Follow my day with a mutual anxiety attack and fight with the Hubster, and yesterday pretty much sucked ass.
So.
Moving on.
That was yesterday. Today needs to be better. Today I will:
1. Track my food and stick to my calorie allotment.
2. Work out.
3. Work on/draft a motion during the Niblet's nap.
4. Make dinner (slow roasted cherry tomatoes and pasta with edamame-basil pesto).
5. Work on cleaning my side of the bedroom.
I already had a great breakfast (a lower calorie smoothie in a bowl topped with granola and spelt). Lunch will be fruit and veg heavy.
I'm dressed for the gym but waiting on the Niblet to eat breakfast.
I've reread the recipes for dinner and will prep the ingredients throughout the day as I am able.
As for the bedroom, this is part of my "Make Home a Refuge" initiative. The Hubster and I have lived in our house for just over 2.5 years and we haven't done a great job of organizing it, finding a place for everything, and buying the furniture and organizational items we need to make it comfortable. I'm going to start with our bedroom. Today.
Let's get on with it.
Follow my day with a mutual anxiety attack and fight with the Hubster, and yesterday pretty much sucked ass.
So.
Moving on.
That was yesterday. Today needs to be better. Today I will:
1. Track my food and stick to my calorie allotment.
2. Work out.
3. Work on/draft a motion during the Niblet's nap.
4. Make dinner (slow roasted cherry tomatoes and pasta with edamame-basil pesto).
5. Work on cleaning my side of the bedroom.
I already had a great breakfast (a lower calorie smoothie in a bowl topped with granola and spelt). Lunch will be fruit and veg heavy.
I'm dressed for the gym but waiting on the Niblet to eat breakfast.
I've reread the recipes for dinner and will prep the ingredients throughout the day as I am able.
As for the bedroom, this is part of my "Make Home a Refuge" initiative. The Hubster and I have lived in our house for just over 2.5 years and we haven't done a great job of organizing it, finding a place for everything, and buying the furniture and organizational items we need to make it comfortable. I'm going to start with our bedroom. Today.
Let's get on with it.
Monday, August 1, 2011
AARRRRRGGGGGGHHH!
So after a mere 2.5 days of sticking with my schedule, tracking my food, and trying to...you know...actually LIVE rather than WASTE my flipping TIME, the wheels feel off the wagon.
How did it happen? Well, it happened at lunch, actually. I stopped at Einstein for a bagel and veggie sandwich which I ate with a banana. But then I got to my car and wolfed down two oatmeal chocolate chip cookies given to me by the Niblet's sitter along with 1.5 slices of her famous beer bread. And that...was that...
Next I headed to the salon where I whipped out the Kindle on my iPhone so that I could finish reading a novel (The Distant Hours by Kate Morton) rather than work. I made it to my work meeting with my boss and to the market afterwards, but when I came home I barely managed to put groceries away and tend to the dogs before picking up the Niblet from the sitter and talking the Hubs into going out for Mexican so that I didn't have to cook.
We did manage something fun, we headed for a swim at the public pool at the end of our street, and that was that. My Husband went out with his pals while I had three (THREE!) very large glasses of Moscato while watching television (I have zero recollection of what I was watching) before hitting the hay.
On Saturday morning the Hubs helped a friend move while I biked around the neighborhood with the Niblet. I don't think I did much of anything useful for the rest of the day. At night I headed out for a "ladies night" where I ate a very, very unhealthy meal and ate about a pound of candy during the movie.
And Sunday? Sunday I ran errands with the family, went to a nature center with the Niblet, took a very loooooonnng nap with the Niblet and, you guessed it, went out to DINNER. Again! Awesome.
Except...not really.
I, of course, have resolved to getting back with the program again today, but my plans being what they are for the day, I'll be lucky if I can get a damn thing accomplished.
As for my weight, I was right last week. I was bloated (thanks Aunt Flo) and I managed, in those 2.5 days, to get back to a more comfie 180. Of course, after my binge-tastic weekend, I'm right back at 185.
Awesome.
So. Today. Here is what I will accomplish, dadgumit:
1. Eat and track a healthy breakfast.
2. Work at the coffee shop in the AM (my cleaning lady is at home, so I'm stuck working away from home today).
3. Eat and track a healthy lunch.
4. Take the Niblet to his swim lesson.
5. Head out for another dinner out with the ladies. Try not to over-indulge.
6. Go over finances with the Hubster before bed.
The breakfast part has been taken care of. I made a smoothie with raw oats, soy milk, banana, and frozen blueberries. I served it in a bowl topped with hemp and flax granola and puffed spelt. It was a very healthy and somewhat high 509 calories, but I'm pleased that it was fresh and healthy and filled with some much-needed nutrients after my weekend void of nutrition.
Let's get to it.
How did it happen? Well, it happened at lunch, actually. I stopped at Einstein for a bagel and veggie sandwich which I ate with a banana. But then I got to my car and wolfed down two oatmeal chocolate chip cookies given to me by the Niblet's sitter along with 1.5 slices of her famous beer bread. And that...was that...
Next I headed to the salon where I whipped out the Kindle on my iPhone so that I could finish reading a novel (The Distant Hours by Kate Morton) rather than work. I made it to my work meeting with my boss and to the market afterwards, but when I came home I barely managed to put groceries away and tend to the dogs before picking up the Niblet from the sitter and talking the Hubs into going out for Mexican so that I didn't have to cook.
We did manage something fun, we headed for a swim at the public pool at the end of our street, and that was that. My Husband went out with his pals while I had three (THREE!) very large glasses of Moscato while watching television (I have zero recollection of what I was watching) before hitting the hay.
On Saturday morning the Hubs helped a friend move while I biked around the neighborhood with the Niblet. I don't think I did much of anything useful for the rest of the day. At night I headed out for a "ladies night" where I ate a very, very unhealthy meal and ate about a pound of candy during the movie.
And Sunday? Sunday I ran errands with the family, went to a nature center with the Niblet, took a very loooooonnng nap with the Niblet and, you guessed it, went out to DINNER. Again! Awesome.
Except...not really.
I, of course, have resolved to getting back with the program again today, but my plans being what they are for the day, I'll be lucky if I can get a damn thing accomplished.
As for my weight, I was right last week. I was bloated (thanks Aunt Flo) and I managed, in those 2.5 days, to get back to a more comfie 180. Of course, after my binge-tastic weekend, I'm right back at 185.
Awesome.
So. Today. Here is what I will accomplish, dadgumit:
1. Eat and track a healthy breakfast.
2. Work at the coffee shop in the AM (my cleaning lady is at home, so I'm stuck working away from home today).
3. Eat and track a healthy lunch.
4. Take the Niblet to his swim lesson.
5. Head out for another dinner out with the ladies. Try not to over-indulge.
6. Go over finances with the Hubster before bed.
The breakfast part has been taken care of. I made a smoothie with raw oats, soy milk, banana, and frozen blueberries. I served it in a bowl topped with hemp and flax granola and puffed spelt. It was a very healthy and somewhat high 509 calories, but I'm pleased that it was fresh and healthy and filled with some much-needed nutrients after my weekend void of nutrition.
Let's get to it.
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