Wednesday, November 30, 2011
I'm relieved to see that my weight is coming back down after spiking from the holiday over-eating. It shot up 4 pounds, but now I'm back down 3, so I guess it was just temporary. Thank heavens. I'm eating within reason again and tracking every morsel as honestly as I can.
Yesterday my coworkers took me out to lunch. We have this wonderful restaurant nearby with the best soup and salad bar. So I had a big salad with all the toppings I love, and, though I knew I shouldn't, I had one of their really amazing breadsticks. (I think I know why they're so amazing!) And then I went back for a cup of soup. The only choice for me, not eating meat, was the roasted potato with cheese. When entering all this food in Sparkpeople, that was the one that was tough to guess about. A little cup of soup... 277 calories??? It didn't seem super cheesy -- it wasn't all that thick. Anyway, I gave it my best guess, and sometimes that's the best you can do!
For supper, my family left it up to me, though I think they would have preferred eating out! I knew I'd have a harder time finding a low-cal, filling meal at a restaurant, so I chose to eat at home. Hubby made tacos for the family and my preferred Brussels sprouts with pecans. Mmmmm. I could eat that every day, and I often do! Here's my recipe:
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Although I had given my birthday just the tiniest bit of thought a few weeks ago, it struck me as odd when I realized yesterday that OH YEAH my birthday is tomorrow. It seems kind of silly when you get to be a certain age that you'd get excited about your birthday. Maybe "excited" is too strong a word, but still, I've always enjoyed the thought of my birthday approaching and had some expectation of "specialness" about the day. Until this year. Maybe this makes me officially old, but I really don't have any birthday thrill today, or any days leading up to it.
Oh who knows. Maybe when I put on my birthday hat and head out into the world, I will get fired up about it. HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME...
Sunday, November 27, 2011
The weekend before Thanksgiving, I ran my second 5k (a local Turkey Trot). And then Thanksgiving morning, we did a 2-mile Turkey Trot. Both of these run/walks were entirely different from my first 5k. I put a lot of pressure on myself for that one. You can read all about that here: www.sparkpeople.com/mypage_public_jo
I knew I wasn't as prepared this time, as far as running goes, and more importantly I was running with my kids. I wanted more than anything for this to be fun for them. My younger son seems to have lost interest in sports this year, and I'm looking for ways to help him regain some of that interest and really enjoy it.
Right from the start of the 5k, my older son took off running and was gone. My younger son and I also started off running (too fast!), but we slowed to a walk before the first mile marker. His feet were bothering him, so we ended up walking a lot. I wanted to keep it fun, no pressure at all to be faster. We ran short bits, nice and slow, and finished by running. Our time was 43 minutes. My older son finished in 35 minutes.
Thanksgiving morning, we did the 2 mile. Again, the goals were to be active and have fun. The best thing about that run/walk was that my son's feet weren't bothering him this time. He ran ahead of me and actually proclaimed, "I'm starting to enjoy this!" I was so glad! My older son finished in 20 minutes, my younger son in 27, and me in 28.
I signed up for another 5k next weekend. This one will be interesting because it's on the treadmill! I train on the treadmill, and I LOVE to be able to control my pace on the treadmill. So this should be fun to see how I do on my own, in a more controlled run. I've run 5ks on the treadmill before, but never for an official race. This is a series of 3, and they're giving prizes if you improve your time from race to race. I love any incentive!
More than anything, I know that I need to get back in a good running routine. Over the last few months, I start running again regularly, making some small improvements in pace and distance, and then I take too many days off and backslide a bit. So, this week, I am bound and determined to stick to my runs.
Saturday, November 26, 2011
Purple Saturday? Yellow? Green? To me, it feels more purple today, but the day is young -- it could turn any color.
My Black Friday was awesome. I did exactly what I set out to do -- got a few things done around the house and relaxed too. Hurrah! I even napped.
Lest you think my day was all roses and lollipops, there were some low points:
a) I went to put a t-shirt away in my son's room and discovered a disaster. This kid likes to convey an "I'll take care of it" attitude every time I get after him about his room. He'll do a minimal tidying up, and I'm too busy or forgetful to stay on top of it regularly, so it falls back into shambles. This time -- OH BOY. Dear Old Mom decided enough is enough. I'm not a fan of John Rosemond, not so much because of what he preaches, but his arrogance grates on me. Anyway, I couldn't help but think John Rosemond would be proud. I disconnected the Playstation (which is NOT in the bedroom) and hid it. The entire downstairs, which is mainly the kids' hangout area, was a disaster, not just the bedroom, but the TV/game area and the bathroom. Awful, awful messes. So, when my guys got home from their Black Friday shopping, arms full of new treasures, including Playstation games, the kids wandered downstairs, no doubt to immediately play the new games. I hear a quick pounding back up the stairs: "Where's the Playstation?" I explain the New Rules. You'll get it back when the entire downstairs is clean and you've practiced piano. I couldn't believe it, but those kids got to work. Hours and hours of dusting, dust-mopping, picking candy wrappers up off the floor... In the end, they got their Playstation back, with a new understanding of expectations. (Now I just need to stay on top of this every day! Dirty socks left out couch = MY Playstation!)
b) After eating within reason on the actual Thanksgiving Day, I overdid it yesterday. Man, I felt like crap by mid-afternoon. Sugar-loaded coffee after sugar-loaded coffee, snack after snack. Maybe it's good every now and then to fall off the wagon like that -- it makes you remember why you don't eat like that all the time. Not only did I feel like crap, but I gained 1.5 pounds according to the scale this morning. That just pisses me off. Why did I do that to myself after having such a good week? Well, back on track today. Logging food and running.
Happy "Purple Saturday" to you!
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