Saturday, January 30, 2010
It's true; trust me. If you're finding your New Year's motivation waning already -- altho my motivation hasn't, that "it's a new year and all things are possible" feeling is fading a bit along with the diving temps -- know that you really can turn things around.
I had a lot of thoughts swirling around in my head after I got up to use the bathroom this morning. I don't know why I bother going back to bed; I know I won't be able to get back to sleep. I guess it's because the bed is so warm and the house is so cold. Anyway.
TOM did arrive a tad early. Which is explains why I was so hungry the last few days. I never quite know when it will arrive -- that time of life, altho I'm ready to skip a few already! -- so I never know whether the hunger is "true" hormonal hunger or psychological or what.
I have begun to plan out my eating for the day in advance (thanks, Ducky). I even did it the night before last night. Oh, I've already changed my mind about breakfast, but that's fine. It still allows me to look at my day and see where I can make substitutions.
And because I've been taking a cold, hard look at what I've been eating and whether or not it's truly fueling and filling me, it's making choices easier sometimes.
For instance, a few days ago I had chocolate mousse for breakfast. Seriously. Only it was a healthy chocolate mousse of tofu, yogurt, and chocolate. With 2 clementines. But I found while I enjoyed it, it didn't hold me over long enough. So no more chocolate mousse for breakfast for me.
Speaking of clementines and who are you & what did you do with my husband moments, last night I was peeling a couple for dessert. I'd planned on a vitabrownie, but knew that wouldn't satisfy me and went for the clementines instead. And as I was peeling them, DH asked if he could have a slice. He was quite surprised when I said no, go peel yourself one. I was hungry and I needed all my clementines!
I was just surprised he actually asked for some of my fruit! I've been making him breakfast to bring to work a few times a week now, which assures that he gets something other than a banana every single day, assuming he actually remembers to even eat the banana.
But getting back to the title. That's the point: when you eat stuff that fuels and fills your body, you begin to want more of it. Sure, the processed stuff and the fast food is easy. And it tastes good (well, sort of, fast food really doesn't do it for me, but there was a time I enjoyed it more). It's highly addictive, too.
The less high sodium, high fructose corn syrup stuff you eat, the less you crave that stuff. And you know what? You'll find that you actually feel fuller and have more energy when you make the effort to make yourself real food. And you really have to watch out for the HFCS: it hides in all sorts of things, like condiments, fiber one stuff (which is why I don't eat that stuff, even tho it looks so good), 100 calorie snack packs.
For just a little bit more than 100 calories, you could have an apple with 1 tbsp of peanut butter. Or popcorn (I pop my own; if you're using microwave, you've got to read the ingredients again). A couple of clementines with some nuts. Some yogurt (you've got to read the ingredients again on that one).
Do you find that you're beginning to crave more healthy foods? How do you feel when you eat something you used to love? Does it make you physically sick now? Do you pay attention to how you feel a few hours after eating?
I'm not saying everything you eat has to be healthy. I have my treats; I won't give up my treats, either. Without my treats, this way of eating wouldn't be sustainable for me. I'm just saying concentrate of adding more healthy food that you enjoy, and then really notice how it makes you feel.
Friday, January 29, 2010
They are probably my biggest downfall. I mean really, what's one small square of dark chocolate eaten while making dinner? It's healthy, right? And the problem really isn't one small square. The problem is one small square every night, or maybe it's really a couple of squares, or maybe it's a square and a raw fudge baby.
I did not, btw, eat the chocolate bar yesterday. I came here, got it out in a blog, read a bunch of other people's blogs, drank a couple of glasses of water, walked the dogs (in the snow again, which stopped again the moment we got inside), and did my ST. And realized I didn't want it.
There is absolutely nothing wrong with some chocolate, for me, anyway. I eat it on a regular basis. The problem with that particular chocolate bar is that I wanted to eat it for all the wrong reasons, and in a way that wouldn't have satisfied me.
It joined the bag of peanut butter M&Ms that have been sitting in the pantry for several months. I'm going to have to stop buying peanut butter M&Ms; I really don't like the ingredients, and I can now make my own reese's cups -- it's really not all that difficult. It's not like I eat them all that often, either, maybe once a year. They no longer call to me.
I didn't preplan my meals last night, but I did sit down and write them out this morning. I'm a morning person anyway. It's really too bad DH is a night owl, because it frustrates me that he barely moves before noon, and he gets angry that I'm ready for bed at 9 pm and cannot be called on to help do something in the evening -- or watch a movie if we don't get started by 7 pm at the very latest.
BLTs are definitely my demon. Yup, I have a tendency not to record those BLTs, as if they don't matter. They are most likely what causes my small weight gains before my period most of the time. Sometimes it may be due to water retention, but I'm guessing it's more often due to those little tastes I don't record. So now I have a goal for this week: plan my meals out in the morning, and record those BLTs.
Wish me luck. And thank you so much to everyone that reached out to me -- you really helped, more than you can know.
What is your little unhealthy habit that you don't want to fess up to? What will it take to tackle that habit? How much do you think it's been tripping you up?
Remember, a minute on the lips really IS a lifetime on the hips! And I don't know about you, but I've already got enough hips.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
It's true. Most days I am happy. I'm happy with how I look. I'm happy with how my clothes fit. I'm happy that I have more energy. This is not one of those days.
It started when it started to snow before I got the dogs out for their walk. I knew light snow was in the forecast, but I'd hoped it would hold off it a bit. And it covered up the icy patches on the road -- I slipped quite a few times, but thankfully didn't fall.
Lola was not listening to me, I was in a rush -- altho not really, since I got us out a bit early -- but Thursdays are always a bit of a time crunch and I got angry at her. She was eating stuff off the ground. I got angry enough so that she refused to walk -- not my most shining moment. I actually yanked on the leash at one point and the poor girl slid on the ice. And then she never did anything the entire walk, probably because of my mood, and that of course made me even angrier. Because I knew I'd be out for several hours.
Went to my meeting, gained a very small amount of weight -- typical for me since TOM is sometime within the next week. But it didn't help my mood.
Went food shopping. Had to go to 2 stores because one of the things I really needed, that the store I went to first used to carry, they apparently no longer carry. Which made me miss Austin and its wonderful grocery stores. Where I could usually get my food shopping done without having to go to 3 different stores.
I stopped at Marshalls, hoping to find a sweater for DH for Valentine's Day, but there's nothing left. I began to fill the need for a treat. I came close to buying some stuff for myself, but in the end decided I really didn't need it and left it there. Next month I'm starting a spending diet. I tracked my spending this month, and hope to cut it by 10% next month.
I have bought a lot of boots & clothes in the past several months. I'd tried to prepare for our move, but after actually being here, I found I needed more fleeces, sweaters, boots, socks, even some long underwear. I probably have mre than I need now, but there was a real need. Remember, I lived in TX for 17 years. So that has skewed my spending somewhat. Still, I know I need to cut back.
I've been having a bit of mental pity party. I had planned to go to a movie last week. There's quite a few I'd like to see. I'd planned to go to one by myself, and then we'd planned to go out on the weekend. I couldn't get out because of the contractors, and we ended up not going out because we were both tired. This week I've been too busy playing catchup with all the chores I couldn't do while the contractors were here.
There are several recipes I've been wanting to try/and/or make, but haven't had the time as I've caught up with my chores. So I'm resenting that I've been prisoner in my own home, when I've already reaped the reward of a much larger, more usable pantry -- how silly is that?
I am such a lucky person. While I worked for a long time, I haven't for the last 4 years. And I am content not working, if not with not bringing in some money of my own. I am so lucky to be married to someone who can support me. While we have certainly economized over the last year, we can still afford to eat out (even tho we've cut back on that, too), we can afford to travel occasionally, we can afford many of the things we want as opposed to the things we need.
I bought myself a dark chocolate peanut butter filled bar. I've been eyeing this in the store for several months now. I haven't eaten it yet. So far I've eaten pretty well today. I brought an apple & peanut butter to my meeting as a snack, along with a Clif bar just in case. I was hungry, so I ate the Clif bar.
I figured I'd come and do a little blogging therapy before deciding whether or not I really want that bar. I think I might. I came really close to just tasting it in the car, but I know that I have a tendency to not record those sorts of tastes, and I decided if I truly wanted it, I would sit down and enjoy it without distractions.
Most of the time I'm satisfied, but lately I've just been disatisfied with life for no real reason. Maybe it's just PMS, but unfortuantely it can trigger some old eating habits.
I know my buddy Ducky is writing her food out the day before. I may have to give that a try. I'm so close to breaking thru, I just know it. It may only take hanging on thru this next week til the hungries die away again.
What do you do when you know you're eating more than you should, but you're really hungry? When you've tried all the usual avoidance tactics and nothing is working?
You know, there should be a little SOS button here somewhere. Press it, and all you lovely SP people spring into action to save me from myself. Only I suppose when it comes down to it, only I can save me from myself.
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
They are done for now. They're not real communicative -- they just disappeared yesterday without saying anything. They were going in & out, taking their equipment out, when suddenly I realized no one had come in for about 10 minutes or so. And when I went to look, sure enough they were gone. Without a word.
Leaving me with questions like were they actually done, even tho they'd said they would be? Would my doorbell be ringing unexpectedly again this morning? How long did the pantry need to dry before I could stock it? Were they planning to put anything on the bare shelves, or was that our job?
DH called them later in the evening and got most of the answers (except for the important one of when I could restock the pantry. Men.).
And don't forget that it was only 9 months ago that we moved, and we were living out of boxes, so it was sort of deja vu-ish.
The ceiling looks great. You'd never know walls were removed. There's a couple of small funky things, as to be expected, but nothing major. DH has pointed out a time or two that in the scheme of things, this is a very small rennovation. And I know that that's true. But I pointed out back to him that no one in our family -- with the exception of his sister -- has ever done anything approaching this. My parents have only owned 2 homes their entire lives (this is our 3rd already, which I know for some of you is nothing); my sister now owns her home, which is also her second.
Anyway. Now just have to wait for the cabinets & hope they do a good job with that. And hope they don't come in while my husband is in CA on his business trip, but they probably will.
It all wouldn't have been so bad if I'd just known what was going to happen when.
On the eating front, I'm finding that 1/3 cup of oatmeal instead of 1/2 seems to work just fine. I've been loosely following the flat belly diet, as I have for some time, and it calls for 4 400-calorie meals a day. Only I usually try to make one of my snacks a bit less, because I'm finding I just need something after dinner.
Plus I'm finding I seem to get hungry around 4 pm no matter what I eat. It's probably psychological. I mean yesterday I had a huge salad of romaine, beets, clementines, walnuts, and a little goat cheese with home made salad dressing. At 2:30 pm because I really wasn't hungry for it before. Yet by 4 pm I was hungry. That may just have to do something with pre-TOM tho. It seems I was just blogging about that, but here it is again.
I have been steadily making small changes and shaving points off slowly, but I still find myself going over my points (I'm down to 18) each week. I'm getting closer to staying within them, but I'm not there yet. It's amazing the difference between 19 pts a day and 18. And I use all my WPs, and my APs, so most days I'm eating at least 27 points in reality. I envy those who have points left at the end of the day to use up. I don't know how you do it.
I'm eating a ton of frutis & veggies, lean protein -- well, or fatty protein with the good fats (like peanut butter, which I always measure), whole grains, and yes, still the occasional treat. I'm eating really well. My problem is still just volume, I guess. Something I've always struggled with.
What do you struggle with? What sort of fixes have you come up for in your trouble areas? Sharing helps! You just never know when soemthing you write will really help someone else out.
Tuesday, January 26, 2010
And it has nothing to do with my weight. If you don't want to read some whining, go on to someone else's blog.
Yesterday the contractor was only here for a couple of hours. He told me he'd only be here a few hours today, too, and that he wouldn't come until 8:30 because he needed to get his workers started on another job.
7 am and the doorbell rings. I'm not yet dressed -- altho I was just about to get dressed and take the dogs out. DH isn't even up yet. And he refuses to get up! I mean really, it's ok for me to throw a bathrobe on, but he can't?
Apparently he forgot that he told me he wasn't coming til 8:30. But they went away to work an hour at someone else's house, which gave me just enough time to walk the dogs. Since we didn't think they'd be here long today (that's what we were told), I had plans to go grocery shopping and maybe even cook something. Maybe even get to the library. I gotta bust out of here soon!
Last week I went to my meeting a day early, and this whole project was only supposed to take a week & a half tops -- by tomorrow we'll already be at a week & the cabinets won't come for another few weeks at the earliest. So I'm hoping that maybe tomorrow will be it for now. Because I need to get to the food store & to my meeting on Thursday.
Luckily I made a large salad on Sunday, when I thought they'd be here all day Monday, and since they weren't, I ate something else yesterday, so I can grab that today. Unfortunately it has clementines in it, and I've already had a couple, but I guess I'll get my vitamin C in for today.
I haven't been doing jumping jacks every hour like I did on Friday because a) I thought they'd be gone by now and b) it's easier to keep the dogs down here if I'm sitting with them. They're getting as bored as I am.
I know that in the scheme of things, all this whining must seem very petty. I mean, most people have trouble getting their contractors to show up, now getting rid of them!
The biggest problem has been squeezing in my exercise (managing, so far, but it's harder when I've no idea of what the plan is) and that stir crazy feeling.
I had quite a few leftovers lined up for this week, and that's working out well, too, but after tonight I'm pretty much out of them.
This too shall pass. Where there's a will there's a way. Pick your saying of choice.
What's it like out in the real world? What does it feel like to be able to come and go as you please? How do you handle it when your routine is shaken up, and no one tells you ahead of time?
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