Wednesday, October 12, 2011
I love the months between Labor Day and Christmas. The cooler weather energizes me. The shorter days give me a cozy, snuggle down at home feeling. The delicious Monday Holidays give me my favorite gift - TIME. Best of all - it's fun to cook once again.
I must not be the only one who feels this way, either, because come September, the party season begins. First is my birthday and not many weeks later is a special anniversary Himself and I share. There are 3 other family birthdays in this quarter of the year too. Plus, of course, all the charity functions that wait till September to host galas and fundraisers. And friends who have been longing to get together issue irresistible invitations.
I am sure you can guess where this is going - and it's not up on a podium to sing about my successful weight management, either. Because last week was back to back dining opportunities - dining? No. Foodie extravaganzas. And while I overindulged - I am not positive I had any fun doing it. I was so anxious about how much this was going to cost me I guess I tried to jinx the effects of Gorgonzola crumbles stuffed in olives wrapped in wilted spinich or grilled scallops wrapped in bacon by that old southern custom of denial. "It doesn't count if I didn't enjoy it".
Only, of course, it did count and the tally showed up yesterday at weigh-in. No play money for me this week. I'm still dancing around that same old 2 lb weight gain/weight loss that I've toyed with for 2 months. grrrr.
Because I know it was my own fault - because certainly nobody tied my hands behind my back and forced succulent tidbits into my mouth. We're heading into the major big party holiday season. I need to know what I'm facing and I need a defense strategy or I will end up in 2012 with a body I am not happy with. But I want to savor and enjoy every bit of this happy busy season. Whew. this is a wrestling match - or as they say around here - a wrasseling match.
Okay - what do I know - what are the tough days up ahead.
Yikes! and we're not even past Halloween.
so what can I do about it?
1. add 15 minutes more exercise to my routines
2. always have a broth based soup on hand - or the ingredients to make it.
3. get real about how much ice cream I am eating - and how frequently
4. perhaps most important of all - meditate before a party type event - think about it - walk myself through it
I guess what I'm saying is - it's a constant effort to remind myself that I'm serious about this. For now, for me, it's not a mindless effort but a conscious one.
And you'll be glad to know that I actually began DOING this last night - when, at the point when I'd really eaten all my points/calories - and I still hadn't had any ice cream ... I decided to have an apple instead.
yes. I have to think about it and act deliberately rather than mindlessly - but ... the rewards will be worth it.
Wednesday, October 05, 2011
Today's Best of Spark People email was about high fructose corn syrup, that sweat of Satan snuck into food in the 1970's to make it last longer on the shelf and taste better to our jaded palates. It is a shocking thought that everything, including peanut butter, has to be so heavily sweetened. I am guilty of eating lots of sweet stuff myself - though I do make an effort to curb my intake. But HFC has been linked to just about every bad thing that can happen to a body, including, but not limited to obesity. And now here comes research that HFC is no worse than any other fructose/glucose blend.
For a while my husband and I tried to follow an alkalizing diet. While we added some of the precepts to our daily eating, it was impossible for me to stick with it - it was too expensive and ultimately too time consuming.
A friend of mine recently adopted a vegan lifestyle and now her health problems have simply melted away. Banish animal products from your life and you too may enjoy perfect health. Again - I am willing to explore vegan recipes because I like adding vegetables to my meals and new ways of doing that are always welcome.
I myself am finding that at my advanced age too much white food gives me heartburn. Combine it with either cheese or wine and I will be up all night.
So. Is this because there are evil foods and saintly ones or are we just dynamic beings whose needs change over time. Age, activity - even weather with it's pollen, humidity or high mold count - also affect ... well, I make no claims for anyone else, since I am not a scientist - but they all affect me. All I will commit to is that I do not believe in magic food. I'm reluctant to even witness finger pointing at other people's food choices. And the more something is demonized the less I am going to believe the judge.
These days, my food mantra is what my mother always told me: All Things In Moderation.
And my moderate food choices this week led to another weight loss, which makes me happy, though it only brings me back to the weight I was when I posted 3 weeks ago. And I have not had much success fitting exercise into my days. Travel and mosquitoes have kept me indoors and meetings have packed my work week tight, leaving me little spare time. But today I think things have settled down into a nice autumn routine and I promise (myself) I will get serious about allotting time for daily exercise.
There are 12 pounds to eliminate from this body - enough to shrink me down one size - quite a motivation. Let us hope that next week I will be smilingly telling you that I am some ways closer to that happy place.
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Well - Tuesday's are my WW weigh in days and last week I was bound and determined to stick with the program, within the points/calorie/healthy food limits and see a brilliant drop in poundage.
I did not, though.
Mind now - I thought I had eaten well, carefully, thoughtfully. But I had not. I have a home scale that weighs pretty much exactly what the WW scale tells me and for as long as I have lived I've stepped on the scale first thing in the morning. So yesterday's "official" weight gain was no surprise but digging around trying to figure out where it came from was enlightening.
You see, on Friday, after a really really long and productive week I took home chinese take-out. steamed vegeies and shrimp with some sauce - ostensibly for me, and for Himself - foo young and fried rice - which is what he asked for. I helped myself to a very measured 1/2 cup of fried rice and 1/2 of a ... what do you call them? a young? a foo? those egg omlettey things?
But then on Saturday, a cold rainy wet Saturday that included a funeral - (where no, I did not nibble no the brownies/cakes/tartlette offerings) Himself asked if I couldn't please make him a pizza... A nice homemade pizza with, again, measured cheese etc.
But the combination of those two high sodium, high wheat gluten, more than the usual dairy fat foods puffed me up like a blowfish. Sunday morning I was weighing in at 166 or so and it was a shocker! And it took 3.5 days for the weight to drop back to something familiar.
Lesson learned? We do not eat even small amounts of Chinese food in the same week we eat a pizza - even if it is homemade. I know I have to be careful with the bread products - not do without - but eat them in limited quantities. And these party type foods have to be carefully controlled too. I just don't have the teenage metabolism to burn them off and I have to accept it.
Ahh well. No $50 play money for me this week - but there is always next week!
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