Wednesday, May 09, 2012
I got up this morning and looked in the fridge and didn't eat the chocolate mousse cake left over from DH's birthday April 29. Ewwwwww. Time to throw it out, really. (He's not eating it either: but he IS fitting into his size 34 waist jeans, down 8 pounds. Looking very good!!)
And I didn't eat any full fat cheese, or peanut butter, or buttered toast with jam. (Had an omelette with low fat feta, asparagus and mushroom: less than 200 calories)
Went to an early morning meeting. Did not have a cinnamon bun or a giant blueberry muffin or a lemon Danish. All of which looked fabulous. Slid them across the table so they didn't smell quite so tantalizing. (Had a black coffee).
Stopped to pick up my newspapers at the convenience store. Did not buy a bag of potato chips, of course not. Did not buy a chocolate bar, of course not. Had a piece of gum.
Went to work, ate my salad with lean chicken and chopped fruit for lunch. (Did not eat even one Oreo from the bag sitting on the counter).
Went to a cocktail meet and mingle (business) at the end of the work day, which is arsenic hour for me when it comes to HUNGRY and had a plain clamato juice, no alcohol. No hors d'oeuvres either, and they looked terrific. Little crunchy things and yummy looking stuff on tasting spoons . . . and like that! Chatted, socialized, and left when it was getting unbearable!
Stopped at the drug store to pick up contact lens fluid. Did not buy a bag of potato chips, of course not. Did not buy a chocolate bar, of course not. Did not even think about it, or at least not very hard.
Went home, heated up in the microwave and enjoyed a bowl of "this week in soup": black bean and sweet potato, very spicy. Had fresh strawberries, raspberries, blackberries and blueberries with fat free sugar free Greek yogourt for dessert. Did NOT EVEN THINK ABOUT that chocolate mousse cake. Which is still there. Did have a low cal hot chocolate.
Did not eat any peanut butter. Or cheese.
There were quite a few other things which I DID NOT EAT.
My my my. Do I feel virtuous! And slim!! Now: what do I feel like wearing tomorrow????
Sunday, May 06, 2012
Last evening I was eating a bowl of airpopped popcorn with a drizzle of warmed lowfat peanut butter.
All planned, tracked, within my calorie range.
And: with at least a cup left in the bowl I realized: "This is delicious but I've had enough."
So: I put it down the garburetor before I could just sit there picking at it till it was all gone. Even though eating all of it would still have been well within my calories allowed. I didn't really want it. And I really didn't want to feel stuffed.
Big deal? Shouldn't be, should it. But I can't recall ever making this kind of decision before.
Abundance. Satiety. All done. I'm going to think about this experience over the next week or so and see if I can recapture it as appropriate.
Wednesday, May 02, 2012
Do you have a "third place"? A place where you always feel welcome and accepted? Where there are no particular demands place upon you by anyone but you yourself? Where you can be social or silent, depending upon your mood?
Most of us have "two places" where we belong: work and home. But that third place can be a great alternative from the demands and responsibilities of both work and home.
That's what my gym is for me. My third place.
I've been a member of the same gym for well over 30 years. There are people there whose names I don't necessarily know, but I know them, have known them for years. They share some important values with me: fitness matters to them too. And we can talk, or not, whatever we feel like on a particular day.
Exercise is important. Of course it is. It doesn't, frankly, help me much with weight loss or weight maintenance. But it does help with strength, cardio fitness, toning. And above all it helps with mood. It keeps me feeling optimistic.
Some of that is the effect of the endorphins which exercise releases, certainly. A natural high which for me works way better than anti-depressants!
But a whole lot of it is simply that my gym is my third place.
I never particularly want to go. But I'm always so glad that I did.
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Check out this link: 23 and 1/2 hours.
The medicine is exercise. Not tri-athalons, necessarily: just walking will do it.
If you spend 23.5 hours a day being inactive . . . . Dr. Michael Evans says that spending half an hour a day moving will make a huge difference in a huge range of disease-prevention.
Obesity and no exercise is a very bad combo; even if we're overweight, just a bit of exercise can make a big difference.
And that's so even if it's 10 minutes three times a day . . .
Is more exercise better? Is higher intensity exercise better? Sure . . .
But that 30 minutes a day is the significant factor, with the biggest return on investment.
"Sitting disease": yeah. Worth thinking about. (And sitting disease includes screen time . .. TV and, yup, computers).
Should doctors be prescribing exercise instead of medications?
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