Friday, May 06, 2011
Every since Halloween, this house has been pretty well stocked with candy. It's ridiculous. It doesn't help that my husband and I both share a love of chocolate. The boys like candy, but when it's out of sight, it's usually out of mind. Whenever they get some money, they rather spend it on toys, puzzles, and games instead of candy. But for some reason, while I'm saving them from the tooth-rot, I find myself raiding the cabinet looking for anything to satisfy my sweet tooth.
Halloween is when I satisfy my nostalgic sweet tooth (candy corn). Christmas brings the peppermints and the Helen Grace outlet (chocolate). Valentine's Day welcomes the chalky conversation hearts and chocolate (Sees and/or Godiva). Next is Easter where I'm a sucker for jelly beans, Peeps, and...wait for it...chocolate. It's crazy. I can hear Ozzy screaming about the Crazy Train as I look for a way to jump off.
So as a gift to myself, I did jump off the crazy candy train. Yep, that's me doing a shoulder roll down the hill. People love to talk about gluten free, vegan lifestyle, yadda-yadda-yadda, but for me the real demon is sugar. Typically I don't add sugar to my food and drinks. On a rare occasion I want an English cup of tea, I'll drop a teaspoon of sugar into my milky tea, but that is rare. Anyway, sugar ages the body. Sugar hurts the body. Sugar turns your body into a fat loving mess. It can rot your teeth if you have poor dental hygiene. It can do some serious damage to your health.
Well, I'm pulling the twigs out of my hair and dusting off my jogging pants as I watch the crazy candy train speed away. I'm not going to sabotage myself and say I will never have candy, but I will avoid the aimless grazing. If I want something sweet, I will have a conversation with myself. I'll do a gut check to see if I REALLY want that candy. If I'm grabbing it because I'm bored, then I'll put myself in check. If I'm grabbing it because the reason is too good to deny, then I'll have it.
Wednesday, May 04, 2011
I haven't been active on Sparkpeople for over a year. I have not entered a blog entry since 2009. It's hard to believe, but time has definitely gotten away from me. In 2010 I started a new business where I sell handcrafted jewelry and stationary. The start up kept me busy. Along with the business I keep myself busy with a full time job of homeschooling my 2 sons. Between homeschooling, running a business, and running a household, I manage to carve out time to continue my exercise routine. I have always been a runner, but I incorporated focused weight training and cycling to my routine. My eating has not been very clean in the past year. I admit that I get a visit from the Munchie Monster everyday at 5pm. It's horrible when that creature takes over my body and I'm raiding the pantry for anything crunchy, sweet, or salty. And while I'm eating this cr@p, I try to convince myself that the next day would be a better day. Defeating the Munchie Monster has been a slow long battle which I find myself winning everyday. I may still munch, but I look for cleaner munching. I'm not snacking on celery sticks and hummus or tasteless Styrofoam...oops, I mean rice cakes. I find it's best to munch on a handful of nuts, raisins, or a piece of fruit. Sometimes that cereal bar hits the spot and I don't have to feel bad about it all.
I have ran my first 5k. I ranked 9th in my division which makes me feel real good about myself. Considering I had never ran a race before, I look at this as a victory. My weight training has gotten more refined. I thought I was refined before, but now I'm putting some polish on my routine and I can flex with confidence.
During the past year I have discovered a great disdain for Facebook. Where most people use that social network for airing out their psychosis, I realized I missed the truly supportive community of Sparkpeople. Everyone hear has a common goal and if you have an interest, you can find those people in a localized setting. I missed that. Hopefully the people I have befriended are still around. I'm looking forward to getting back into the swing of things.
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Imagine my surprise when I stood on the scale this weekend and saw 149.5 registering like a well known fact. I'm getting in the fighting weight I was when I was in my mid twenties. It's pretty surreal.
My father told me I had two choices. He said I needed to eat more to fit my clothes or to buy new clothes. I'm slowly but surely adding to my wardrobe, but there is a frustration there. Some clothes I bought months ago are no longer fitting properly. I'm not complaining, but...well, it's a bit surreal.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
While getting dressed today, I grabbed my trusty, reversible belt to keep my pants up. Well, imagine my surprise when I pulled that belt past the last hole. I don't wear belts too often even though the way my pants tend to fall low on my hips, I should be wearing them. Anyway, this is a wake up call. I'm pleased by the inches lost. Now I need to find another trust, reversible belt to keep my pants up.
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