Sunday, January 08, 2012
At one point in our life, really for about a 13 months, we had a sailboat … or should I say, it had us, by the short hairs. Buying a boat is not that hard. It cost little more than a good new car. Ah, but put that thing in the water and you may as well be shoveling barrels of money into the Bay. Buy something for it, a rope or a bolt, if its labeled "marine" prepare to pay twice as much for the same thing not so marked.
So why would I think that healthy eating would be any different?
We had breakfast at Mimi's Cafe today, one of those chain sit down restaurants you find around Big Box Malls. I call them McDonalds with a waiting line. Applebees, Red Lobster, etc. Food in those places is unspectacular but reliable.
So this morning I was looking at the menu and I first zoomed to the Fit and Fresh section. They had Two Eggs for $7.99. It comes with fruit, toast, and juice. If I want to add a side of turkey sausages (3 links) I would pay another $3.49. Not that I want one, a muffin is $3.49. But I am giving it for reference.
Now move over to the regular menu: Two Eggs with Turkey Sausage is $8.99. It comes with potatoes, muffin, and juice. If I want to replace the potatoes with fruit there is a $0.99 upcharge. If I delete the muffin for toast, no credit. So let's include the muffin since not taking it gets me nothing in return.
So if I order Two Eggs, Turkey Links, Fruit, Muffin, and OJ, I would pay $14.97 if I order from the Fit and Fresh menu but only $9.98 from the regular menu.
Saturday, January 07, 2012
Ah, the holiday is over.
Halloween is gone.
Thanksgiving has passed.
Christmas, Chanukah, and New Year Day are gone.
We still need to navigate the NFL playoffs and Super Bowl Sunday. So it's kind of like an extended holiday until early February.
Ah, the holiday is almost over.
It's time to think about putting our weight loss houses in order. It's time to start tossing stuff out.
Yes you heard me.
We need to throw out food. (Sister Richard is rolling in her well deserved grave.)
It's time for the Pantry Purge. tinyurl.com/pantrypurge
When I started Weight Watchers in April 2008, I looked at my kitchen on the first Wednesday, rolled up my sleeves, pulled out a trash bag and started tossing.
Whipped cream, gone! Three opened bags of Chips Ahoy, gone, gone, and gone. Cake mixes that had been on the shelf for more than three months, out! It was a massacre. There was carnage in my pantry!
Then there was that chocolate cake on the counter. It had been there since Friday night. Had I not started WW on Saturday, it may have been gone by Sunday night. As it was, half was still there. I picked it up. I looked at it closely. A small tear rolled down my chubby cheek. I opened my mouth wide and took one last bite and jammed the rest of it icing side down in the trash bag as I was throwing back one last slug of whole milk straight from the gallon bottle. I dumped the rest of the milk down the drain, let loose a deafening belch, put chase the cake with the bottle, closed the trash bag and put it outside.
Victory! I had just won the battle of Tim's Great Pantry Purge.
Now every year about this time, I need to do another purge of my kitchen. After Her Christmas dinner She(WMBO) cannot bear to throw out anything. Everything goes into the freezer. Little by little, I serve up some of it and toss the rest. She had about a dozen too many cremes brulee. Last night I threw out the last 4 because they were taunting me.
You can do this!
Chips, crackers, cheeses, salamis and sundry other greasy salty sausages. All these thing will outlast most marriages. They don't go bad. They will sit in the fridge or on the shelf until the End of Time. And they will offer temptations in weaker moments.
Be brave, oh food warrior!
Make your world safe for weight loss.
Get rid of them! Send them fleeing.
Throw them out! Your own personal "Sister Richard" will not come down upon you and chastise you for "wasting food."
Here's a hint: That stuff is not food.
It looks like food. It smells like food. Your body sometimes treats it like food.
But it's not food.
No starving children in (pick your generation) Europe, China, India, Ethiopia, Sahel, Appalachia, where ever, will die tonight because you tossed a box of Little Debby Christmas Trees and jar of almond stuffed olives.
I guaran-damñ-tee it.
And the pork brains, really do have to go. Really. (Only 3 PointsPlus Values per 3 oz. serving. 2169 mg cholesterol, 723% RDA. But who's counting. Happy coronary.)
P.S. If your conscience bothers you about throwing out this "food" perhaps you could tote up the value of what you toss and donate that amount to a local food pantry, soup kitchen, or other feed the hungry program. And you might have some canned good that could get purged too. food pantries take donations of those too.
Friday, January 06, 2012
... I am entitled to my share of happiness. I refuse to beat myself up. I am an attractive person. I am fun to be with.
Remember those "Daily Affirmations" with Stuart Smalley on Saturday Night Live?
Of course now, Stuart Smalley is a United States Senator from Minnesota. And people wonder about the wisdom of Minnesotans for electing Michelle Bachman? OK.
But I didn't sit down to write about politics.
I actually sat down to write about positive thinking.
"I could never do that. I'll never lose that weight. I'll never be able to fit into those size 8 jeans."
Well, if you keep thinking and talking like that, you likely won't!
You are entitled to your share of happiness. I see a lot about something called "body acceptance." I think that is a misused concept. Yes, you are an attractive person, you should refuse to beat yourself up, you should accept the fact that you will never have a Barbie doll or Hollywood movie star body. But you never have to accept a body that is killing you.
You deserve better!
I had a Santa Claus body, myself. I now accept that I will never be a Brad Pitt but I also know that Santa was slow death for me. Once I got that into my head, I knew I deserved good things. I was entitled to my share of happiness.
I remember that first meeting. I sat in the front row, arms folded across my chest, scowl on my face. The oh-so perky Jody was leading the meeting and asked in her oh-so perky voice, at 7:00 on a Saturday morning, who had something to celebrate? AN equally perky Sue spoke up: "I'm within 10 pounds of my goal weigh and I'm running my first 5k next weekend."
I scoffed. "Psh. Like that's ever gonna happen."
I looked at what i needed to lose. It seemed incredible! 80 pounds just to get to my "range?" I will never be able to do that. What's the use? This could take forever.
Three weeks later I paused for a week and I thought it was not working ... already I was giving up. I've tried before and wasn't able to do it. Why do I think it will be different this time?
Then a couple was at the meeting. He had lost 150 pounds, she 75 pounds. Between them they had lost what I weighed!
I decided then and there that I would be able to do it. I need to do this to have the kind of life I want. It doesn't matter how long it takes. In two years I can be thinner or still be carrying all this weight.
Even so, after I had lost that first 25 pounds, even though I felt better and was off blood pressure medicine, I couldn't see the loss. And neither could anyone else. I could just as well be eating like I used to for all the good it's doing. But when I would get on the scale, I would see the difference there. I met a woman at church who had lost 50 pounds and you could see it in her immediately. So I knew that if I just kept at it, I would begin to see it ... and I did.
Yes we all got a laugh from Stuart Smalley, but in a way, he was onto something. And now he's a US Senator!
Thursday, January 05, 2012
... That may be cause to celebrate. Or just get a little silly.
Here are some quote I find amusing.
Some I find meaning in. Some ... not so much, they just amuse me.
"High school -- a small world unto itself combining all the warmest elements of a federal work camp, with those of a third world poultry farm. It's a wonder I graduated without killing anyone." -- Dexter Morgan from the Showtime series "Dexter" (Show of hands ... Who disagrees with this statement? Yeah, I didn't think there would be many.)
The difference between try and triumph is a little umph. -- Anonymous (Such a little sound)
Humans are not proud of their ancestors, and rarely invite them round to dinner. -- Douglas Adams (Except at holidays)
It is a mistake to think you can solve any major problems just with potatoes. -- Douglas Adams (There is so much truth in that because we so often try to solve our problems with food.)
"Even if you're on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there." - Will Rogers (Lead, follow or get out of the way.)
"I often hear someone say I'm not a real runner. We are all runners, some just run faster than others. I never met a fake runner." -Bart Yasso (They call us penguins. And that's OK.)
“Be who you are and say what you feel because those who mind don't matter and those who matter don't mind.” - Dr. Seuss (I'll do it my way. And if you don't like it you can take a flying leap.)
"Strength is the capacity to break a chocolate bar into 4 pieces with your bare hands, and then eat just one..." Judith Viorst (Some days I have that kind of strength. Some days ... not so much.)
Fear is that little dark room where negatives are developed. -- Michael Pritchard (I love the play on words here.)
"It's a dangerous business, going out your front door. You step onto the road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there’s no knowing where you might be swept off to." -- JRR Tolkien, The Lord of the Rings (I never believed I could be doing the things I am doing.)
"Running is real and relatively simple - but it ain't easy." - Mark Will-Weber (It is hard work sometimes. And still we call it fun!)
”I'm a great believer in luck, and I find the harder I work, the more I have of it.” - Thomas Jefferson (I don't like to wish good luck because luck is for the unprepared.)
"It hurts up to a point and then it doesn't get any worse." - Ann Trason (Keep that in mind whenever you are doing something hard.)
I am putting myself to the fullest possible use, which is all I think that any conscious entity can ever hope to do. -- HAL 9000 computer in 2001: A Space Odyssey (I think that may be something any one of us could say every day.)
I know I've made some very poor decisions recently, but I can give you my complete assurance that my work will be back to normal. I've still got the greatest enthusiasm and confidence in the mission. And I want to help you. -- HAL 9000 Computer in 2001: A Space Odyssey (Definitely could be me after the holiday season and NFL postseason is over)
Wednesday, January 04, 2012
For the family Christmas party, I made shepherd pie. Lamb stew topped with mashed potatoes. It was really well received. Even my sone likes it.
As part of my new healthy lifestyle, I became brave about food. I went out and tried something I was sure I hated: grits. I liked them and I started to experiment with them. Of course I made grits and shrimp. I also used them for red beans and grits, grits with meat sauces, even grits and bananas. Ok, some things worked, grits and bananas didn't.
I looked at shepherd pie and thought, "If I used grits instead of potatoes, how can I make this a distinctly American dish?"
I thought about catfish, Carolina (pork) barbeque, and other things. Carolina barbeque is still something to try. But what I hit on was, well, unique and it was based on some leftover dishes in my refrigerator.
I had some red kidney beans, canned tomatoes, fresh sliced mushrooms, and a little fresh baby spinach. Tossed them in a pot and spiced them up like a vegetarian chili, put them in some cast iron baking dishes, topped it with the grits and Monterey jack, popped it in the oven for about 10 minutes and I had something I had never imagined.
It was kind of a southwestern version of cottage pie using grits rather than potatoes. And I loved it!
Southwestern vegetarian Cottage pie:
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