Thursday, May 29, 2014
Remember how well I did in NYC and how I came back the SAME WEIGHT? And how that never happened before?? Well. I wasn't so successful in the great state of Alaska. They all it the Last Frontier. Yeah, last frontier of beer. The beer was good and abundant and too tempting for me to turn down. I probably drank 3-4 almost everyday I was there. I drank it at tasting rooms, at bars, in restaurants, on patios, and on hikes! I even had a one at Denali National Park.
I'm not a big beer drinker, although I do enjoy tasting new ones. We all know it's LIQUID BREAD, right? It is! Carb city. But all three of the people I know in Alaska (my two kids and my daughter's live-in boyfriend) all work at a brewery in Talkeetna. So, their lives center around beer. They make it, they serve it, they sell it and boy, do they drink it! I'm not sure how they manage to get any work done, make any decisions or not get fat, but they seem to drink it like water. So, when in Rome.... I am not proud of all that beer and now I'm paying the price.
Only 90-some days until Wedding Number 1 and I have backtracked a bit on size. Making up for it now though, boy howdy.
A blog's not a blog without pics.
Here's Denali. They say you have a better chance to see a bear than to see the peak but I got lucky. And saw no bears.
Here's a place I hiked near town.
Wednesday, May 14, 2014
I went to NYC with my mother-in-law, God bless her, if you know what I mean. ;-)
She's a trip. Grew up very privileged, very spoiled and her world view is way, way far from mine. She used to live in NYC and still has season tickets to the opera. Her husband can no longer travel and she's 87 and wanted to see the opera and the city and her friends ONE MORE TIME. Before you-know-what happens. So, I volunteered to take her and my hubby stayed with his dad in Austin.
I love NYC. I'm a newbie to the place, having only recently been acquainted with it when my hubby had a teaching engagement there a few summers ago and then again last summer. We get an apartment in the financial district and I spend my days at museums, riding a bike up the Hudson river path, ferrying over to Ellis Island, etc, etc. The second time, I even started using the subway. So I jumped at the chance to go again, even though I was a bit nervous about spending so much time with a such a difficult woman. I DID mention how difficult she is, right? She wants her way, she bosses everyone around, she pouts if she doesn't get her way, she'll tell you she thinks you weigh too much and constantly, constantly gives unasked for advice. She's not nasty, just assertive, and there is a difference. She always means well, I think. I tell myself that.
She's rich. She grew up with oil money and married oil money and so, there's money. And yes, I admit, that's part of the reason I volunteered to take her. I knew it'd be a whole new New York. One I'd never seen. And it was.
We stayed at the Waldorf Astoria in Midtown. Corner room. We took taxis everywhere we went. That the doorman got for us. We visited museums (which I do when I'm there) and then we LUNCHED. Like Ladies Who Lunch. We had lunch at the Carlyle and at the Four Seasons Grill. We went to the opera at the Met. It was Cinderella. It was the most awesome opera I've ever seen/heard. We had lunch at the Metropolitan Opera House's Grand Tier room. Very nice. I watched my manners and used the right fork. We took the train from Grand Central up to Bronxville where you have to make the big bucks to afford the property taxes that pay for the renowned public schools. My hubby grew up there. We had Mother's Day brunch at the Siwanoy Country Club with her 90+ year old friends. We shopped at Saks and had Lobster Waldorf salad there. The whole trip was just awesome and wonderful.
And she didn't make me mad or say anything that upset me or be a pain in the butt or anything the whole trip. She was pleasant to the waiters and taxi drivers and clerks and ushers. She was considerate of my needs (which, I admit, were few. I was there to facilitate her visit.). She knows art and opera and how to lunch. Plus, she's a health nut so we ate well and ate healthy. (Mostly. There were a few deserts.) We shared good times. We have one or two private jokes now. I started referring to her as "My mom". And, I got to see a side of NYC I didn't previously have access to. I'll never stay at the Waldorf again or eat at the Four Seasons. And neither will she. I'm really glad I made the trip and helped her go see the city and her old friends one last time. The best part? I did not gain any weight! I've never gone a trip and not gained weight. WoooHOO! Big wins all around.
Here's the famous lobby clock at the Waldorf. The people watching on Friday night was amazing.
Lunch at the Four Seasons. That's her granddaughter who will graduate Columbia next week and a cotton candy thing they brought her.
That's me outside the Met Opera House.
Her and her long time (I'm talking decades!) friend we visited. She's over 90 and still drives (a Lincoln) and she's fun.
Lobster Waldorf salad at Saks. I am so making this at home.
Thursday, April 17, 2014
I have lost 10 pounds in the last eight weeks. I am very happy about this. How'd I do it? Simple, I ate good food, not too much and exercised like a fiend. Almost every day.
I am motivated by three upcoming weddings in the family, the first one on August 30th in western Massachusetts. The second one is in Tucson Sept 20th and the third, my son's, is next April. I am going to look fabulous at these weddings. I will not be the "fat one". That will be my sister. ;-)
I have 19 weeks until the first wedding. I want to lose 20 more pounds. We all know it gets harder to lose as you get lighter (you do know that, right??) so this will be a challenge. I will be happy with 15 but will do my damnedest to get that 20.
Saying NO to this (that's not me, sillies, but it makes the point)-
Thursday, April 10, 2014
I've been busy so here's a blog I should've written a week ago!
I'm happy, so happy, to be back into Spark and doing the 5% Challenge. Spark keeps me honest and gives me the motivation I need to stay on track with food and exercise. I track my food everyday (ok, *almost* everyday). This helps keep panic to a minimum because I can track all my meals in the morning and relax, knowing what I will eat, that it's enough food, and that I will be within my target calorie range. I like a plan.
I track my exercise too and that I do so that I can see if I meet my weekly goal. I love putting in those 600 calories I burn everyday (ok, *almost* everyday). I like documentation of effort.
I had stopped doing both of these trackers last summer, thinking I was cured. Gained back all the weight I lost, duh. (So many of you are saying, "Duh.")
The 5% Challenge is a good thing for me because I like competition, I like being part of a team and it gets me log in everyday and poke around and get know the other team members. I plan on being a hugely successful Firecracker!
Saturday, March 01, 2014
I'm not here to pontificate or advise or admit or condone or condemn. I'm not saying that what I know is right or the only way to go. I do know what I want and I know how I've been successful in the past. I have determination, motivation and cute clothes waiting. I'm able bodied, have access to equipment, dvds, the great outdoors and a gym. I have good shoes and appropriate clothing. I have tools and gadgets and counters. I can get fresh food and I can afford to buy the best. I recognize gimmicks and fads and false promises. I understand the biology of food, nutrition, eating and exercise enough to utilize that knowledge. I have an open mind and continually seek out the latest information on nutrition and health and weight loss.
That's my disclaimer, now here's my plan:
I will eat mostly healthy food. This means very little sugar by any name they might want to give it. It means very few refined carbs. It means very little, if any, alcohol.
I will enjoy no more than 1300 calories for 6 days out of the week. On the seventh, I will enjoy one meal out. That meal out will be under 1000 calories.
I will take the time and effort to seek out and try new healthy recipes and ingredients.
I will become friends with the butcher and the grocer and the farmer.
I will exercise my body in ways that burn calories and improve my overall strength and health without putting me at risk of injury.
I will strive to burn at least 4200 calories per week during exercise.
I will strive to burn at least 2100 calories total each day of the week.
I will resist any one or any situation that tries to deter me from my goals.
I will judge my success by how I feel physically, mentally and spiritually.
I will gauge my success by measurements with a tape measure and by trying on key clothing items.
The scale will longer taunt me. It has been removed to the guest bathroom and I will avoid it.
I will take the time to listen to my body and honor its wishes and celebrate its improvements and victories.
When hubby gives me puppy dog eyes and hints about going out for food and drinks, I will stay true to my goals and ambitions and what is best for me. Then, I will encourage him to help me whip up a fancy, healthy and delicious meal at home. Which we can enjoy by candlelight.
I will refer to my endeavor as "training".
I will strive for balance between eating, exercising, resting and working.
I will be kind and supportive and responsive to others on the same path.
I will reward myself with meaningful activities or gifts.
The rewards will be tied to successfully following the plan, rather than to pounds lost.
I will admit failure, look for the lesson within it and then move on.
I will always keep training.
That's my plan.
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