Sunday, February 28, 2010
I've been feeling kind of blah this weekend. Bored. Not wanting to do much. I'm sure the weather -- the snow, the grayness -- has something to do with it. I'm even more sure that I've been missing my walks outside.
One of the things I've always hated about the NE is the grayness. I found that it wasn't bothering me as much as I remembered -- and I attributed that to taking a Vitamin D supplement. But I think walking outside almost every day has a lot to do with it.
I love my treadmill, but I haven't been able to get outside for walks as much as usual this week due to the weather. I really felt my mood begin to turn around after walking the dogs today.
Some of it, too, is just plain ole tiredness. I don't get as much sleep with DH away for a variety of reasons. Stay up later so the dogs don't have to hold it so long, the dogs occasionally waking me up in the middle of the night because Chester takes his job as my protector very seriously, etc. etc.
I'm so glad that I have my DVDs and my treadmill, but I need my daily dose of sun (or non-sun, as the case may be). It really makes a difference. Next time you're feeling down in the dumps, try getting outside to walk if you can!
I did treat myself this week: I ordered some food from puremarketexpress.com . Yes, it's pricey, and the shipping is horrendous, but it was really worth it to me this week -- especially with all the extra hours I had to put in shoveling. It's raw food, btw.
Some of it was ok, some of it was good, and some of it was to die for. Eggplant bacon -- who knew? And I have a recipe for it in one of my cookbooks. I'm getting me some eggplant this week (and also making some eggplant masala with it) and trying it out. I can only hope it comes out as good. No, of course it doesn't taste exactly like bacon, but I thought is was delicious.
There was also a raw lasagna, and I have a lot of recipes for that, too; that was really good, too. And a raw pepperoni pizza. I don't actually like real pepperoni pizza (not anymore, anyway) but this was pretty good. I've found a recipe on a blog that I'm going to give a try -- mine won't be truly raw since I don't have a dehydrator and will have to try my oven on its lowest setting. But if it would actually appeal to DH . . .
The weather looks like it should be getting a bit better, so with a good night's sleep and another walk outside with the dogs tomorrow, I'm hoping I'm feeling more energetic. Cause I've got some housecleaning to do & I just haven't been feeling it lately!
Have you ever noticed how differently you feel when you exercise outside? How do you keep your spirits up when you can't get outside? Does it effect your appetite?
Saturday, February 27, 2010
I read somewhere about having a ritual that signifies the end of your meal. So I've been trying that out -- becoming my parents, always having a cup of tea at the end of my meal.
I often did have a cup of tea after a meal, but not always. It depended on whether or not I had a dessert and what sort of dessert I had. Cookie? Tea, definitely. Pudding? Fruit? No tea. Chocolate? No tea.
Now, whether I have dessert or not, I chase it with a cup of tea.
The idea is that whatever your ritual is (could be brushing your teeth, for instance, that definitely works to end eating for me), it works as a signal to you that your eating is over.
I think I like it.
I am not much troubled by nightime eating most of the time. I suspect most people that are are either a)bored or b)not eating or drinking enough during the day.
Do you have any sort of ritual that signals to you that the meal is over? Does the idea appeal to you? Any other rituals when it comes to eating?
On a totally different subject, I was quite surprised when I told DH about signing up for the 5k (I'd mentioned before that I was planning to) he immediately offered to drive me there. I'm sure it helps that it's not an early start time. Now, if I can just get him to walk the dogs for me that day . . .
Friday, February 26, 2010
Just what is normal eating, anyway?
My husband doesn't much think about his next meal. Oh, he wants to know what's for dinner, but he certainly doesn't count points, worry about how many fruits & veggies he's consumed, or how much water (if any) he's consumed.
And he most definitely doesn't worry about going out to a party or a restaurant from a food point-of-view. Is the food good? That's really all he's interested in.
Me, I have to get online. To at least give myself some options. To know the good, the bad, the ugly. I'm planning my meals the day before. I track points, fruits & veggies, and water.
And it's hard to be spontaneous.
But sometimes being to rigid can be a real drag. Life isn't rigid. It ebbs and flows with good days and bad days, even good moments and bad moments.
Today I decided I wanted to try to get to the movies. I had 2 choices of times: 11:20 or 2:20. I was originally leaning towards 2:20, but that worked out well from an eating standpoint.
In the end, knowing the weather, I chose to go to the early show. Because sometimes it's now or never. And that meant I had to pack lunch, or just snacks, with me. Because the movie would just be getting out about the time I usually eat lunch, and right now I just don't want to be at the mercy of mall food.
So I packed my little protein bars and some raw corn chips (actually, these aren't raw, they're dehydrated, and I thought they were really good altho I'm sure they're not for everyone).
Yes, most "normal" people would just go, and probably have some popcorn at the movies and maybe stop at the food court.
Good thing I didn't plan to stop for food. The snow was coming down pretty hard by the time the movie got out. It wasn't sticking yet, so I decided to just head on home. I'd wanted to wander around the mall and do some window shopping, but in the end I'm probably better off having just come home -- I know my wallet is certainly better off.
I also know that if I hadn't taken some snacks along with me, I'd probably be into something I don't necessarily want to be into when I got home, simply because I'd be hungry and ready to grab whatever.
So you've got to both live your life AND be prepared. Be spontaneous and a girl scout.
How do you deal with unexpected detours from your plans? Do you just say the heck with it, or do you come up with a plan B? Do you sometimes feel like you'll really start to live your life once you get to your goal weight? Or are you able to both be spontaneous and maintain a healthy lifestyle?
Thursday, February 25, 2010
It's funny how sometimes when we give ourselves permission to do something, it actually makes our lives easier.
I gave myself permission to eat BLTs and not record points -- as long as I eat them mindfully and ALWAYs write them down. I think it's working for me. Most of the time I decide well, you're eating it, you may as well count it. Every once in a while it's small enough that I truly feel it's not a big deal -- but I still write it down, even if I don't attempt to count the points.
Plus I'm going over my week with a fine tooth comb -- how many BLTs did I have? How many times did I have chocolate for dessert? How often did I have a "real" dessert? How many granola bars?
I'm not trying to eliminate any of the above. It started when I started to review weeks I lost weight. What was different about them? And that's when I got the idea to start totaling all that sort of stuff up. I already eat a ton of veggies & fruit most days, so I'm not particularly concerned about that.
But what makes a good week a good week? Why do I lose weight some weeks, but not others?
I guess it's part of the control freak side of my nature, but if it works for me, so be it.
Now, y'all are smart people, you know that if you're giving yourself permission to eat an entire chocolate cake in one sitting, then that's not working for you.
Do you give yourself permission to eat what you truly want? Have you researched what makes a good week? Any other tricks of the trade you care to share?
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Warning: a bit of whining ahead.
Our thoughts are so powerful. I can remember telling DH, before our move, that I wouldn't be terribly happy if I have to shovel the driveway while he's away on a business trip somewhere warm.
So he's in CA, and we just got the largest snowfall of our season. And it's supposed to keep snowing until Friday. So I'll get multiple opportunities to shovel the driveway.
Wow, our thoughts really ARE powerful, huh?
Well, I'll certainly be getting in some exercise. I always keep an eye on the weather because of the dogs. They do not like rain, and while they don't mind snow, they don't like getting their paws wet.
DH actually built a small lean-to next to the patio for them. They haven't quite caught on to the idea, altho Lola has used it a couple of times, and Chester finally used it last night. Plus we have a picnic table out there and they sometimes go under that, too.
Last night Lola was being very stubborn, and didn't want to do anything anywhere. I finally carried her out to the pine tree, since the snow was pretty light under there & she often goes around there.
She then proceeded to go the back of our property, where there's a row of pine trees, walked all the way along it to the fence, and finally did her business all the way over there. Stubborn girl.
I don't only have to shovel the driveway, I also have to shovel them some paths out in the backyard. DH had made a little race track for them in our last snowfall. This time there's about 6-8" out there -- thankfully nowhere near what the southeast got socked with.
And I don't have anywhere to go today. That's why I did my food shopping Monday, and went ice skating yesterday. I'm actually glad I didn't go to the movies (hopefully I'll get to one this weekend -- I'll deserve it by then!).
As I was taking a break at ice skating yesterday, I finally decided to leave, altho I'd only been there 45 minutes (and probably only skated about 30). I was just tired. Turned out TOM started last night, too (right around the time I was carrying Lola around the backyard, wouldn't you know?).
I am so glad I did -- that is right around the time it started to snow in earnest. If I'd gone to the movies, I'd have been in the thick of things. As it was, I didn't even have to brush my car off.
I had more luck yesterday, too, because it was garbage day (was last week when we got our last snow, too). Last time the trash can got snowed in because they didn't pick it up until it had been snowing quite a while. This time I was able to get it back into its place before the snow really started to stick, which means the plow can actually clear the road. Not that he does a great job. We leave on a cul-de-sac, and he tends not to get right up to our driveways.
My WI is tomorrow, tho, and I'd really like to get to it. My jeans were feeling looser despite TOM.
Well, today was meant to be a cardio day anyway. The biggest problem, again, is the dogs. Specifically Lola. Hopefully I can convince her to do something again this morning.
The dogs lean-to.
What I've accomplished by 10:30 after almost 2 hrs of shoveling on & off. Maybe half the driveway. Why didn't I learn how to use the snowblower? Oh yeah, power tools scare me.
So there you have it: lots of snow, no deep thoughts. And if you got this far, thank you for reading.
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