Sunday, February 07, 2010
I have a friend who enjoys him some food. He's really into cooking. He got addicted to "Good Eats" back in the mid 00's. Anytime I have a question about food, I can ask him. He knows a lot.
One of the ways that I've been able to reduce my eating out is isolating the foods that I tend to eat when I do eat out and learn to prep them at home. I passed this tid-bit of advice on to my friend, for financial reasons, when he lost his job.
So a couple of months ago my friend and I got together. We both talked about our health. He mentioned that he was down 10 pounds or so. And that some of his old clothes were starting to fit again. "That's nice", I thought.
Hours after that conversation, my friend out of nowhere says "You've ruined it!!". I was taken aback and asked him to clarify. He mentioned that now he doesn't enjoy eating out as much as he used to (because he knows how to cook better than most restaurants. I've eaten his cooking, and I'll vouch for that).
So later that night as I was driving home, it occurred to me....
The advice to learn how to cook his favorite eat out dish led him to learn how to prep his favorite meals on his own. Because he cooks better then most, he doesn't eat out as much. He's lost weight (I'll vouch for the fact that when I don't eat out as much, I lose weight).
I guess I did "ruin" it for him . Please allow me to ruin it for you.
Thursday, February 04, 2010
When you break it down, there are two kinds of sports championship symbols. A trophy and a championship belt. Both of them can take various forms and appearances but there are only two concepts.
Trophy: After busting your butt for a season/year/lifetime, competing against the best, you prove yourself superior to the all of the competition. You are handed a trophy/medal that says you were the top for the finals of that year. No one can ever take that away from you. Next year you can lose every competition, but the trophy you won remains on your mantle as a symbol of victory.
Championship belt: There is someone who is the best in your sport. You fight them. You beat them. You become known as the best. The title belt is yours. It is defended every time you compete. One bad night and you get to "enjoy" the same experience that your predecessor enjoyed when you whupped em'. The pressure is always on. You can lose it any day.
I'm a trophy kind of guy. I like being able to say "I was once the greatest". It gives me freedom to have a great future year/season, not win that year's award/trophy/medal and still hold my head up high. It almost is enjoyable to watch someone else take over as top dog.
This has been my whole life: striving for top honors at school. Being awarded member of the month at my fitness club (years ago). Winning at an office sports tournament. No one can ever take those away.
Weight loss is the exact opposite. When I get down to my goal weight, I will only stay there if I continue doing well eating-wise. I always feel like I'm just a candy bar away from falling off the wagon. Like last time, I'm one illness away from losing motivation to go to the gym.
This week has been horrible eating-wise. Put it to you this way: If I gain weight this week, it's not the Cheeto's fault. In trying to lose weight it feels like I'm always lying on the bench trying to lift too much weight and that at any given point it will all come crashing down on my chest and throat. I'm burning out. Not just on this weight loss thing, but definitely on it.
Three short years after being in nearly perfect shape, I was too fat to even be in my church's choir (*1). I went from enjoying slim jeans fitting perfectly and getting random compliments on my personal appearance to only having two pairs of fat pants that fit. It happened in no time. I went from being someone that my girlfriend at the time thought was extremely handsome to being someone she looked at with pity two years after we had broken up when we ran into each other.
It's not not winning the belt that scares me. It's being able to keep it.
- TD Out
(*1) When I lost 10 pounds the director told me that I could join. I politely declined. Yeah, I know, why did I leave that church exactly?
Monday, February 01, 2010
In her book "The Great American Detox Diet", Alex Jamieson recounts the moment that the idea for "SuperSize Me" was conceived. She and her boyfriend, Morgan Spurlock, were watching a news report on the McDonalds lawsuit. Apparently a spokesperson for McDonalds made some kind of comment to the tune of "McDonalds food is perfectly normal healthy food". Morgan, taken aback by the comment, said basically that if that was the case, then he should be able to eat McDonalds three times a day and it shouldn't impact his health.
Now years later, I read an equally troubling comment (*en1) about eating in "moderation". Apparently "THEY" say that when trying to lose weight, one can eat any food in moderation (whoever "THEY" are (*en2)). Well, to that I say "Harumph!!"(*en3). This simply can't be. I must stop the INSANITY (*en4).
So here's what I'm going to do: I'm going to beat "THEY" at their own game. I will:
* Eat reasonably healthfully (details below) and track my calories.
* Exercise 3-5 hours a week as I have (Mix of cardio, strength and core)
* Motivation? Well, my SparkFriends give me that(*en5).
* Eat a small 160 calorie bag of Cheetos (Look MAW / "THEY"!! Moderation!!)
If the person selling me the Cheetos (a) asks me if I want a larger bag, (b)makes fun of me/my masculinity/my ancestry for buying a small bag (*en6), or (c)starts whistling "Turkey in the Straw"(*en7), then I will either upgrade to the 320 calorie sized bag or eat two of the 160 calorie sized ones.
My starting weight is: 209.4
Get ready to eat your words, "THEY".......
(*en1) To him, anyway.
(*en2) "THEY" are people who know what they are talking about (a category of people that "NIT-WIT" generally gets easily confused by).
(*en3) That's British for "OMG like, as IF!!"
(*en4) And yet, he's going to post another blog next week. Sigh.
(*en5) Amen! Wow, he said something accurate. Whoda thunk?
(*en6) Kids can be so cruel.
(*en7) Don't ask. Trust me, don't ask.
Eating Plan Details:
* 4 oz Lean Protein fried in 1T Olive Oil
* 1/2C Fiber one & Soy Milk
* 1/3C Multigrain Hot cereal/Oats with 2T Peanut Butter
* Whatever Dave serves at the cafeteria. Vegetables as sides when available. Will eat out on weekends.
* 1/2C Fiber one & Soy Milk
* Copious fruits and vegetables
* If hungry: 1/3C Multigrain Hot cereal/Oatmeal with 2T Peanut Butter
* Will eat home cooked meals mostly (Maybe eat out 1-2 times per week)
* Fage or Kefir with berries (and flax seeds if low on Omega 3's) or similar 100-200 calorie snack
My calories usually come out to 2500-2900. Weekends will have the same calories but different foods.
Saturday, January 30, 2010
You hear people say it about bad things all the time. There's never a good time to...fill in the blank. Never a good day to be sick, get locked out of your car/house, lose your job, etc. In general I agree with such statements (Although I once got locked out of my car on a warm Spring day that I had off from work and had nothing scheduled until hours from then. Couldn't think of a better time personally).
So I'm hearing that everyone is getting this cold in my office. I hate taking sick days if I can avoid it. I'll absolutely do it if I'm actually sick, but still. I hate getting sick when I'm on vacation or have a day off as well. That leaves, you guessed it, Weekends. On Thursday, I was talking with a co-worker and said, "I hope that if I catch this stupid cold going around that I get it on a Weekend".
Sure shooting, late Friday afternoon, I started getting the sniffles. Today I've got the whole kit and caboodle: Sniffles, sneezing, burning sinuses etc. And the cool thing is that this weekend I had nothing actually planned anyway. Monday I will be mostly recovered but have the really deep voice so I can do my Barry White/Isaac Hayes impersonation (w00t!!!11) for my poor co-workers to enjoy/endure/suffer.
Plus I will be healthy enough later in the week to get my four hours of exercise in for my blogumentary. How cool is that?
Ahhhh, the 1990's are going to be a great decade.
Thursday, January 28, 2010
OK, here's my conundrum. I read on this here SparkPeople interweb site that I can eat anything I want in "moderation" while building a "healthy" lifestyle. Makes sense......or DOES IT (Dramatic conundrum music flashes)? I'm sorry, I'm just not buying it. Yeah, sure I've lost almost fifteen pounds while eating out at least once a day and having a candy bar or potato chips on most afternoons. But let's be realistic.....How do I know that I actually lost the weight (Selah)?
I read so many people who start this and other diets say that they are going to stop eating all of these "bad" and "sinful" and "awful" and "(insert-your-favorite-pejorative-adjectiv
e-here)" foods. Give 'em up for good. You know which ones I mean: carbs, sugar, chocolate, deep-fried butter, pasta, glue (*en1), etc.
You see, Mr. Chris Downie (If that is in fact his real name(*en2)) thinks that I'm stupid(*en3). That I'm going to believe him just because he runs a healthy lifestyle site. Oh and then there's Coach Nicole talking the same rubbish, the same poppy-cock, the same balderdash, the same banana oil (pardon my language).
Oh yeah, really!!? Well let me ask you this, "Could they kick my b@#t?"(*en4). I rest my case.
So here it is. In the spirit of Morgan Spurlock, I will unleash my Blogumentary starting in February........"Cheeto-Size Me!!!!" Here's the deal. I will prove them wrong. I will eat healthfully every day in February(*en5) and continue my core, cardio and strength exercises. However, every day, I also will eat Cheetos (mmm MMM, I loves me my Cheetos, so I's gonna eats me my Cheetos). And I will do it on Their Terms!!! In Moderation(*en6)
So in conclusion(*en7), for the entire month of February, I'm going to eat really healthy, as I have been, and I'm going to exercise at least 4 hours/week. At the same time, I'm going to eat a snack sized bag of Cheetos every day. Be ready to watch my diet go down in Flames!!!!
I will blog about it once a week.
(en1) He's just seeing if you're still reading. I probably wouldn't be.
(en2) It is.
(en3) A really tough case to argue against.
(en4) Yes they easily could: Coach Nicole with both hands tied behind her back and Chris Downie probably could while on horse tranquilizers.
(en5) Unless he has a bad day or two. We all have bad days.
(en6) Snack size bags are 160 calories. Quite reasonable.
(en7) Thank goodness, I thought that he'd never shut up.
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