Wednesday, March 30, 2011
Okay, maybe I'm wacky here for using the word "little" to describe my girth but it really was only meant as a figure of speech...for now. Give me a few months and look out! Ha!
I've made it through two days with no junk food and although my calories have been a wee bit over the recommended limit, I am pleased with my efforts. As silly as this sounds, I think I have a solution figured out to my nighttime eating. Going to bed early is working!
My husband gets up at 6:00 so I am getting up at 6:30 when he returns home from a coffee run. I don't have to be to work until 8:00 and it takes me less than 5 minutes to drive to work so I have some time in the morning just for me. I've been sitting back to watch the news and then I bustle around making our bed, opening blinds, doing some prep work for lunch and supper, playing with the dogs, getting myself "beautiful" (HA!!!!) etc.
This is working for several reasons. When I return home lunch time, there is less mess confronting me and I have some idea what I'm going to eat for both lunch and supper. After I eat I have time to take the dogs out and then have a few hours to do errands and prepare out main meal. I'm actually finding this relaxing.
By nightfall, I am usually tuckered out quite a bit. I take my nighttime medication at 8:00 and then I'm asleep by 10:30. I usually walk a bit after supper and then do other chores around the house. I lay out my clothes for the next day and sit back and read something. Sparking is a good pastime too as we have a rule in our house NO eating or drinking while using the laptop! I have a light snack (fruit) and off to bed I go. Notice there is no tv time? I am really cutting back on it as I tend to eat myself senseless in front of it.
Now you are going to laugh at this one but I've also have started dressing up a bit more in the daytime because I only have a month left to work until September and by then my "nice" clothes is going to be too big to wear! How is that for optimism!
Oh, somebody sent me this joke as an e-mail the other day and I thought it summed up my husband and I pretty well. Here it is:
A young thug, wearing a hood, burst into a bank and forced the tellers to load a sack full of cash. On his way out of the bank a brave customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off revealing the robber's face. Angered, the robber shot the customer without hesitation. He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the tellers was staring at his face so he turned and shot her. Everyone else, by now very scared, looked intently at the floor in silence. The robber yelled, "Well did anyone else see my face?" There were a few minutes of utter silence, in which everyone was plainly afraid to speak..........
Then one old man in the back of the crowd tentatively raised his hand and said, "My wife got a good look at you" Ha!!!!!
Must go and get doing the world's business! Thank you to each and everyone of you for stopping by and for your wonderful support!
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Okay before I begin, I have to tell you all about a blog I just read and it really struck home with me. It is by the Spark User named BIKERBABYZ and it is the blog she wrote on February 1, 2011 called " 242-THE HARSH TRUTH for every song & dance we do".
I just happened to be browsing Spark when I stumbled upon her page (we are not even friends yet!) and there it was as if it was just written for me. In this particular blog she basically lists the harsh truth for every excuse we make for our lack of progress. Some might find it blunt but I think it is inspirational.
Anyway, I returned to work yesterday and got caught up with how my co-workers were all doing with their respective "'diets". I heard every excuse in the book and then some. I know we are all supposedly doing what we can but are we really trying or are we just being mouthpieces?
If I am totally honest with myself and all of you, I know why I stopped losing weight after I reached the 20 pound mark and why I've gained back ten pounds. It could be the weather, it could be the depression, it could be the medications, but the harsh reality of it is all is that I ate more calories than I burned! There..I said it. Now, that I've owned up to it I can move on.
Yesterday I made the decision to post my food journal link on my SparkPage and asked you all to nag me. One person actually commented on it and thought I didn't get my veggies in (I did, by the way, under the roast with veggie entry).
I ate sensibly all day yesterday and last night I staved off the hunger fairy by eating strawberries and a banana. Mind you, I really wanted a piece of homemade cherry cake that I had out for company but I kept thinking about how it would look on my food journal. As it was I went over my calories by a 5 calories and my sodium by 75mg. I'm doing okay today too but I'm telling you all now, that the secret to weight loss is to keep track of what you eat and to get moving! I've got to practice both until they become second nature to me...plain and simple!
Gotta go now and head out the door for a walk before supper. I made Chef Meg's Baked Beans....they look yummy. I don't do them in a slow cooker though but rather a cast iron bean pot!
Sunday, March 27, 2011
Hi and Happy Sunday to you all!
Very happy to report that my toe is not in pain at all although there is some minor odd sensation in my upper foot when I walk. Not going to let it stop me however as I know if I stop walking now I might be sealing my fate.
I might not be doing much diet wise but I know one thing that I haven't let slip is my new appreciation for walking. You see, walking doesn't require a lot of equipment nor a gym membership. It also doesn't require a lot of prep time or advanced planning. You just have to get off your bum, check the weather, dress appropriately, put on comfortable footwear and off you go. Now, there are things you can do to make your walk more enjoyable but they are just add ons.
I don't like walking in my town (too much traffic and smell of gas) so I walk in the woods. I don't have to and a kilometre is a kilometre regardless where you walk it. I also like to take my dogs and end up laughing at them so much that I don't notice how far I'm gone or how cold I am.
I also break my walks up. The magic of exercise is that it all adds up until at the end of the week you are surprised that you did "how many minutes?". The world should have no problems at all according to all of them I solve when I am walking and thinking about everything and nothing.
On another good front, I'm heading back to work tomorrow and I really am excited. I think just getting up and out of the house is a good thing for me. That, and I love my job! I only work half-time so I really have it made and I know it. The only thing is this is a rough time to be returning as the current semester will be over in several weeks so everybody tends to be a bit edgy this time of the year. Patience is lost, tempers flare, students are overwhelmed, and instructors are burned out. Oh well, that is part of the charm!
Haven't done too much this weekend although I did some more clearing out of my spare upstairs bedroom. I use it for a sewing room as well and I just dug out a quilt I started four years ago! I have it all put together and have about 1/4 of it quilted. It is for my niece Willa in Australia....it was supposed to be a gift to celebrate her birth!!!! Thank goodness I didn't do a baby pattern but one for a child! Ha. Talk about a project taking me a long time to compete! I'd like to finish it and send it to her for her birthday in May so I'm making it a priority.
Oh, I've got something funny to share about my husband and I. We have a wacky relationship and most of my friends think we are hilarious. We just think we are normal and really don't think we are the least bit funny. BUT, we do have our moments.
It started out innocently enough. I was doing an online quiz to see what colour schemes are the real me. There are a whole bunch of images, music, words, etc, that you pick and the computer generates an overall image for you. Well, I was at the part that said, get a good friend to pick the group of words that best describe you. So I sung out to my husband who happened to be washing dishes. (What was I thinking of interrupting him?). Anyway, I called out twice and he comes in the living room and says a) he was busy and b) he couldn't see the computer screen due to the glare. I explained again what I wanted him for and he said, well, let me finish up in the kitchen. The not-thinking part of me pipes up "oh for pete's sake just pick a group so I can get this over and done with" . He then grabs the laptop and says he can't because although he wanted to say select compassionate, sincere and patient, I just ruined it and "impatient, rude and half-crazed" weren't available options. Well, I just about fell out of my chair laughing because he was right!!!! It was just too funny but I guess you sort of had to be here to appreciate how awful I was behaving. Tsk-tsk!
Gotta go as the laundry pile seems to be calling my name. I wish I could train Maddy and Lou to do it but that would be really lazy, now wouldn't it?
Take care you all!
Friday, March 25, 2011
Well, in my normal rush around the house and try to do everything at once frame of mind, I not only suceeded in getting nothing done but I also think I may have broken my baby toe! Yep, I was in the middle of three jobs and I somehow managed to stub my slipper-clad toe into the door frame of my bedroom. I hit with such force that I fell down across the carpet and immediately started to well up with tears (I'm such an emotional girl). Darling hubby who is lying on our bed having a well deserved nap, only wakes up when he hears me crying. How he slept through my 210 pound frame hitting the floor is beyond me but this is the same guy who (on two seperate occassions) slept through trees falling on our house!
Anyway, while I'm there rocking myself back and forth and sort of laughing because of my stupidity all I could think of was "well, I'm not going to the hospital for an x-ray because I just had a pedicure and they will make me remove my toenail polish". At that point, my husband bursts out laughing at me because of my so-called priorities! So there we were on the bedroom floor, me half-laughing and half-crying, my husband trying to look at my foot, when Maddy and Lou race in to see what the "fuss" is all about. Then they raced to their "toy" basket and grabbed toys and shook them in my face to get me to play. So much for being good bedside manners!
So I hope it is not broken. I can't really tell but I don't think it is. Right now it is red and swollen but I can sort of move it a bit. Of course, there is not much to be done for it anyway so I will have to put up with it whatever it is. Just call me Mrs. Klutz!
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