Friday, February 03, 2012
I got to the top of the stairs, sighed heavily, and said to Hubby, "This. This is the moment when I really miss it."
Yes, I'm day three into no artificially sweetened iced tea mix, and doing pretty well. But after I finish my workout, my first thought is, "Yum! Gulping down that strong, sweet iced tea!!!" And then the crashing disappointment that I won't get to after all.
Please don't bother suggesting substitutes. I've tried in the past, and nothing matches it. In fact, the attempts at other iced teas have sent me straight back into the arms of Lipton.
So this time I'm trying something completely different. I'm making a cup of hot tea, which I can sweeten enough without too much sugar to at least make me feel less deprived. And then I'm drinking only water otherwise. So far this seems to be working.
That, and allowing myself a momentary pout at the end of my workout and before moving on to the rest of my day.
Thursday, February 02, 2012
Unless we go out or have friends over, I've fallen into the habit of staring at the computer all evening, just refreshing the page and looking for things to respond to. While I love the support I'm getting here, and have friends I want to interact with on other sites, I need to change that habit.
So I'm determined that starting this evening, after dinner I will work on a hobby, or read a book, or do some other activity that isn't just sitting here with the laptop and the TV on. Life is slipping by me in the shape of computer time, and I have quilts and jewelry to make and books to read.
Like having bad eating habits and not working out, the computer habit is the easier path but ultimately unsatisfying.
Wednesday, February 01, 2012
For over a quarter century I have been drinking Lipton Sugar Free Instant Iced Tea, a concoction of chemical sweetness and caffeination that has kept me going through raising kids, working, divorce and remarriage, moving across country, and more.
It's vile stuff, really. But I am addicted.
This food product does not fit into my current determination to eliminate chemicals from my life. I have stopped eating prepackaged foods, have stopped buying foods produced in artificially low-fat versions, and am committed to cooking real food from scratch. As part of my determination to eat clean, I vowed that, once these final jars of the tea were gone, I would stop drinking it. In preparation, I had limited myself to only one large glass of it a day, rather than throughout the day. I could see the end coming, so I was getting ready.
Yesterday I made what I thought was my next-to-last glass of this instant iced tea. Today, I went into the kitchen to ceremoniously make the final glass. A glass to savor, to appreciate. A glass to say goodbye.
As it turned out, there was only a little dusting of the tea in the bottom of the jar. I'm not sure how I didn't notice it yesterday, but there was only enough for one weak ounce of tea.
I was, shall we say, dismayed. I had a plan for this. And that plan was smacked down.
Oh, also? It's That Time Of Month. It was kind of a perfect storm of "NOOOOOOO!!!!!!"
So here I am. I've made a cup of hot tea to stave off caffeine withdrawal, and I have a big glass of water. I'm pleased to be getting this last daily dose of artificially manufactured food out of my life. I expect that in a matter of a few days I won't miss it anymore.
But that is not this day.
Monday, January 30, 2012
As of today, I am 1/4 of the way to my goal weight. I've also reached the "10% of body weight lost" goal. I've been on Spark People just a little bit over 4 months, and with all this help and support I have made tremendous progress. Thank you all!
Sunday, January 29, 2012
I never bike in the winter. Even when the weather is nice and the snow has melted and the roads are dry, I just don't do it.
But today I had to get my bike back from the shop, where it was getting its tuneup for spring. And the bike shop is only a mile and a half away. So instead of driving there and loading my bike into the car, I decided to walk down and ride back.
I am completely out of biking shape. I was ponderously slow. I got winded. My butt was complaining, even though it was only a mile and a half. But I was grinning all the way. Bike! Yay!
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