Donut Day

Two people brought donughts in today.
And of course I was convinced by my boss and coworkers that, it being a national holiday and all, I should probably embrace the experience.

And I did.

Now the sugar has done me in. I am oh so tired and sluggish.

I go grocery shopping today and am very excited to get some healthy food in the house. I am also excited to start grilling.

I will keep you posted on all the great loot I pull in. I'll tell you one thing, there won't be donughts in the cart :)

Really? Exercise?

I'll tell ya a secret.
I lost 60 pounds once.
I lost 60 pounds without ever going to the gym.
I walked with my friend a couple times a week, and on campus, etc, but I didn't step foot in a gym.

And then I gained it all back plus 20.

So I guess all those blogs about incorporating fitness are right.
I just hate them for it.
Because working out is so damn hard.

Today's quote is by Henry Ford:
"Whether you think you can or think you can't, you're right."

Shit. He means me.
I think I can. I know I can.

How do you get it done?
Do you post pictures on your refrigerator?
Do you mention the word "walk" around your dog so he will cry until you take him for one?
Do you self loathe?
Do you self love?

Why is it so hard to say no to pizza?

Working on a college campus is just about the worst thing ever because everywhere you turn there is pizza.

I am talking about entire departments ordering 7-50 pizzas weekly and offering it for free.

And it makes sense for the poor college students. Actually, the way education pays, it makes sense for professors and staff alike.

And I can't say no to it. I just cannot turn down a free slice of pizza.

I try to post supportive stuff on here. You have food tempt you everyday, so you don't need me reminding you of how hard dieting can be.

In fact, there are days where it is entirely easy for me to eat below my points and not feel at all deprived. Most days in fact, I can do this. However, there are days when I just want to eat. And eat. And eat. Especially if it is free. Oh, especially then.

The obvious answer to this is exercise. Somehow, I just can't convince myself to engage in that. What is my problem? What is this slump? I even look good in my clothes-- this should be a motivator!

Tomorrow is SATCII with my girls. And there will be drinking. Oh so much drinking. I plan to really try to savor each thing I decided to consume. First, I will drive, so that will help me limit. I am hoping some other smart decisions will also get me through. Especially since I just had some free pizza for breakfast. Ugh!

Oh Miller!

Last night I came home and got some exercise. I took the beast for a walk and did a fifteen minute leg workout. It wasn't my best, but it was more than nothing.

I treated myself to a beer. And then another. Holy cow, it is amazing how liquor effects you when you are eating healthy. Lettuce doesn't soak up beer like pizza, ya know?

After making dinner I had another beer. Hubs didn't wake up to eat with me, so I ate my delicious meal alone. And then I went back and had some more. I acknowledged I was NOT hungry and I just kept eating. What is my problem?

Surprisingly, I wasn't that much over for the day and I don't really regret the three beers, but perhaps what they made me do.

Tomorrow we are going to a friend's house for dinner. They are planning margaritas. I am bringing dessert-- fruit pizza. Yeah, it sounds safe but I think I'll bring some fruit and coolwhip for myself as that fruit pizza comes in around 5 points per serving. As for the margaritas, I am hoping to break them up by drinking water. And I am bringing baja bob's mix to minimize the caloric hit. AND--now this is brave and scary for me-- I am going to try to limit myself to two.

Gasp.

I love to drink,and I have always justified my drinking. I still don't think it is wrong, but gluttony over anything is. And when it comes to alcohol, I am a glutton. And to correct this, I need to minimize my drinking.

You have no idea how hard it is to make this commitment to myself. But I know I can do it.

Just Say No

It is raining here in Ohio, for the third day in a row.
I don't know about you, but a cold rainy day is a trigger for comfort food in my book.
So I ate all my healthy snacks and then I calculated my points and decided I could swing a 5 point chicken nugget pack from Wendy's. I wasn't that hungry, but I decided I needed it, you know, on account of the weather.

I pulled into the drive thru after hesitating slightly by the turn in to the parking lot. "Should I do this? Why am I doing it? Didn't I plan to go to the gym at lunch today?"

When I got to the microphone, I hesitated again. "It's not too late. I can just get a diet coke and go on my way..."

But I ordered them anyway. Why? Because those extra five points only drop me to 12 for the day and that is more than enough for the evening meal, right?

Well I took a bite of the first nugget and realized a few things. I wasn't really hungry. Even if I have the points, it is down right stupid/insane to give my body something it isn't even asking for. Eating these nuggets will NOT make my mood better. They won't stop the rain or make my day more interesting and they certainly won't help me lose weight.

So I wrapped up the bag and put it on the floor of the passenger side of my car and I drove to the library. Why? Because a trip to the library will make my mood better, make it and ME more interesting, and will help me lost weight (I also picked up an exercise DVD to try out). And guess what? As I got out of the car, I realized, it had stopped raining.

Take that, chicken nuggets :)

Back in the Saddle Again!

Oh. yeah.

I worked out yesterday for the first time in 16 days. 16 days! I can't believe I was off the wagon for that long.

Sigh.

It sucked to put in the full thirty minutes after such a long hiatus, but I feel better for it today.

I was also shocked to find that my work gym reported I am the same weight I was before my hiatus and vacation.

Here is to the real challenge: getting back up after a fall :)

Vacation or Bacation?

I don't really like bacon; but I love that people think eating bacon is a vacation from their lives. Good times.

Last week I headed to sunny Florida for WHOLE days of glorious goodness.

I definitely fell off the "tracking" wagon. I won't say that I went back to my horrible eating ways completely. The fact is my stomach has shrunk pretty significantly so I couldn't even if I tried REALLY hard.

However, I did not eat like I should have. Sad face.

The first day I rocked it with salads and soup and champagne of course.
The next day I was happy with my one egg at breakfast and then indulged in a philly at lunch-- but I only ate half! That night's dinner was amazing Italian so of course I ate wonderfully.

What I notice in my re-cap of this vacation however, is the fact that I only ate HALF of all my meals. Of course, I ate the other half the following morning for breakfast but that is beside the point. A few months ago I would have eaten all of it.

I have come a long way. I am going farther.