Sunday, August 28, 2011
Today was a rather busy, annoying and productive day as I ran around like a mad woman getting things we may need if the world decides it wants to end in water, rather than fire or ice, tomorrow. This involved eleven different stores (twelve stops since I hit one twice and I only found the D-Cells for the portable water pump I found in a broken box at stop three at stop ten, a Mobile station I stopped at 'cause I figured no one would think of them for batteries and so they'd still have some. And they did). So it was crazy craxy but also pretty satisfying since it hits all those great hunter/gatherer, defend the home front, nesting instincts. I wasn't just shopping, I was protecting my home and family. And shopping.
But still I felt like a rung out dish rag by the end, and that's not even including taking down the patio stuff (hubby was at work so that was my work out for the day, there's a flight of stairs involved and we have too much patio stuff), and generally battening down the hatches. I ate one of my usual sensible 300 cal veggie heavy breakfast, almost missed lunch but had a quick 200 cal Green Giant Steamers bag (I love those so much) and grabbed a quick lollipop at stop 8 so I wouldn't pass out or buy and consume an entire bag of candy. So by the time dinner rolled around I was ready to go a little wild. But hubby wasn't up to going out for food and we didn't have anything all that unhealthy in the house for me to go wild on so I ended up eating a delicious but rather sensible plate of dim sum dumplings and finishing with two cookies and a glass of skim milk. Finished the day with calories to spare, though not really something I can take credit for, more like circumstance 'cause I felt like I'd earned a reward. Moral of the story is that eating badly rewards no one and making your house a junk free zone can be both helpful and incredibly annoying.
Thursday, August 25, 2011
I repeated W5D2 of C25K today and something weird happened. Even though I had the treadmill set for hills at a higher intensity than ever before, it felt good. I felt strong. I can't say it was easy the whole way but I never got the point where I was counting the seconds, the way I do most of the time when I run. What made it all the surprising is that I haven't done any C25K since the end of last month, the weather's been so nice I've just been going out for walks instead, and I expected that picking up where I left off would be really hard. This just felt good.
In other news the hubby was incredulous when I said I needed another two hundred calories for the day, suggesting I should just leave well enough alone. That is until I said I'd only had 1000 calories for the day, at which point he scoffed in disbelief of that, but I threatened to show him my food log. At least as a doc he's willing to admit that I needed a few more for the day to be healthy. He's a weird mix of very supportive and incredulous. He'll support me and cheer me on, but every so often he'll come out with something like that.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
There's a new all you can eat al a carte sushi place dangerously close to my house. I say dangerously because we went there for the first time tonight and oh how I ate. I planned for it, had about 1100 calories to blow (I mean lunch was literally a cucumber and tomato salad with only dill and salt on it, no oil at all) and I still went over by 300 odd calories. Damn you all you can drink sake, you are the devil's drink. But oh so smooth.
That said it was mostly fish and rice and the odd fried shumai (next time I'll see if they'll take pity on me and just steam them, though the fried ones are oh so yummy). And when we came home the hubby got on the drums and I danced behind him like a mad, possessed woman so I ended up between that and the walk this morning at a deficient of over 400 calories for the day. Not at all too shabby but I will say that if all you can eat sushi opens up in your neighborhood beware, or at least make your hubby walk there to burn a few extra calories.
Wednesday, August 24, 2011
I got on the scale this morning and found I've lost 6 pounds since I came back to SP. This shouldn't have been a surprise. It's one pound down from the last time I got on the scale. I've been really gradual with my weight loss thus far, a lot closer to one pound a week than two but that's ok, it's still moving in the right direction. I've been mostly not worrying about the scale but somehow having that number, 160, so close to breaking down to the fifties, which I haven't seen in a few years, well, it feels real now. I don't know why. But I'm glad it does.
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