Monday, November 23, 2009
This weekend was interesting, to say the least. As I said on Wednesday I went off grid, not tracking for the first time since I started SP 'cause I knew I just wouldn't be able to do it and rather than have it drive me nuts I told myself it was ok. Not sure if that was a good plan or not, but that's what I did.
On Thursday I had "field trip" with my office, we went out to a good Italian place (I had grilled salmon with root veggies, so pretty healthy, but I ate it all, which was more than a portion, I'm sure) and then to see WISHFUL DRINKING, Carrie Fisher's one woman show. Laughing burns calories right? And I walked a lot, as I tend to in NYC, but I lost my pedometer before I left the house so I don't know if I'm over estimating.
Then Friday I had a conference, and they fed us lunch and dinner, both of which featured big salads but also things I wouldn't normally go for day to day, like a turkey wrap with mayo (only had half) and a largish steak for dinner with some kind of fruit glaze. Also, lots of wine.
Saturday we had a wedding to go to so drive through snack wraps from McD's for brunch (I voted for Starbucks for a wrap but hubby didn't listen) and then beer, wine, some fried stuff at a bar before the reception, then more wine a nice goat cheese salad with pears (YUM!), and hubby and I split steak, shrimp and chicken, chocolate wedding cake, all really yummy, none of it very healthy (the shrimp were fried and the chicken had cheese on it, the steak was a wonderfully rich cut). But we danced for 4 and a half hours (I did track that and was amazed how many calories I burned, over 1,000). Then before bed we split a hamburger and really good onion rings (think they had balsamic glaze on them in addition to being beer battered).
Next day we went to the breakfast buffet to wish the bride and groom well, had some yogurt, fruit, a chocolate muffin, some crummy eggs (didn't eat much of those), three slices of bacon and half a waffle. Sat on the couch all day watching TV and resting my feet, had a pint each of wanton soup and shrimp lo mein, with a couple of fun sized Snickers bars and half a fortune cookie to finish it off. Then when hubby went to bed, I rebelled and went down stairs to watch more TV and drink water (which I'm proud of 'cause I seriously contemplated opening a bag of cheese flavored popcorn someone brought over).
So it was a mixed bag, I didn't eat great and I only got serious cardio one day and totally missed out on strength training (aside from totting a seriously heavy bag around Manhattan). But the exercise I did do was intense enough that SP suggested I reassess my goals to make sure I was eating enough. And more importantly, it was fun. So I'll call this a win and in the future when the occasion calls for it, I'll go off grid again.
Saturday, November 14, 2009
I did, I went a little overboard yesterday. It wasn't just that I went over my calories, after all I only went over by 100 so I'm not beating myself up too much about that. What happened is I went into "indulge" mode, as in I worked hard all week and it's Friday night and Hubby's studying for a test so we're not doing anything fun and I'm going to sit on the couch and indulge. I should have just gone to gym, together time be damned. Instead I had a second (small) serving of ice cream after a pretty hefty dinner and I had a beer after I'd had wine with dinner and I had a shot of bourbon in my Chai 'cause damn it I deserved it. Really? What did my butt ever do to me that it deserved extra calories and no exercise?
Part of me wants to blame the hubby (I asked if he wanted to go for a walk, he acted like I was a crazy person), but the rest knows that not only is it bad that I went over, it's bad I didn't even let him know about the shot I put in the tea.
When we were going to bed he gave me a kiss and said "You smell like booze."
I said "That might be because I was drinking."
He said "You know, if you want to lose weight you might want to have the wine or the beer rather than both."
Which is true, and leaves out the extra naughtiness. Who do I think I'm fooling? I'm a grown woman, if I want a drink I can have one but if I want to lose weight I can't pretend that secret calories don't count.
On the plus side I tracked all the calories and I'm confessing here. Self-accountability at its almost finest. I've got two parties to go to this weekend, both at my house :) and a dinner out so wish me luck, I'll try to stick to the veggie platter.
Sunday, November 08, 2009
This has been an important distinction for me since I started my SP journey. It's ok, even healthy, to indulge a little from time to time. My problem in the past was always a "In for a penny, in for a pound" mentality where if I was going to be bad, I was going to be very bad. If I was going to have candy, I would eat the whole bag. Chips, ditto. And it's not say I did this often, less than once a week but it added up. Now I can have a chip or two and feel like that was a treat, that was naughty, without needing to just keep eating.
Today I had a moment, with my hand in a bag of candy corn, where I thought about eating a handful. I'd already counted out five pieces, three times. And I thought about just grabbing a handful. But then I thought about not being able to track it, and I opened my hand, and closed the bag. And then I went outside and did leaves for 90 minutes, instead of staying on the couch. My ass and my lawn are both happier for it.
Wednesday, November 04, 2009
Not that it's deliberate. I'm sure everyone finds in this journey that as much as people around us support us in trying to be healthier, there are times when the same people can be a stumbling block. There's something innately selfish (in a good way perhaps but still selfish) in saying, I'm doing this for me, I'm focusing on making me better. And there are times when that's going to get in the way of the wants and needs of others in our lives.
My hubby has a very demanding job with weird hours. Sometimes this is great (I can run out to the gym when he's at work late and not worry about there being no dinner yet), other times not so much (we decide to have dinner together only to have him get home at a quarter of 10 so neither of us want dinner and I come in at a grand total of 758 calories for the day, so not good, as happened yesterday). And when he's home we both want to spend time together but he's exhausted so time together is time on the couch unwinding with some TV. And apparently me walking up and down stairs for cardio while watching TV drives him out of his head crazy. So I walked around our deck on Monday night, which wasn't what I had in mind impact-wise.
The thing is, I'm not sure I should even be complaining. One guy who supports me in my goals is nothing compared to the kids/unsupportive family/health issues that a lot of people face as they try to get healthier. I have a very flexible job, a cheap gym I like and the best hubby ever. So things don't always go to plan. Make a new plan and drink some milk before you go to bed :).
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