Y'all, I am not one of those women who goes to church regularly. My grandaddy Jack was the most inspiring minister I have ever heard, and quite honestly, I can't find someone who can really get the message across better than he could. So although I occasionally attend, I usually find myself talking to Grandaddy when my heart needs to feel God.
This morning, I was overwhelmed. I don't really know why, except that I know it is related to my feeling alone. Probably 4/5 people who know me would, if asked to come up with a few words to describe me, probably use the word "independent." My mother said I turned 30 on my 3rd birthday. She's probably right.
I made a decision to end a relationship a couple weeks ago; while it was the right one, it didn't keep it from hurting. I hate hurting other people, and I certainly hate knowing I made a mistake. I am also very much a person who, deep down, needs other people. And I love to cuddle. This makes being single a very tricky business.
I fill up my days with schedules - I wake up at the same time every day, I go to work, I go work out, then I go home and love on my critters, and maybe go out with friends. I go to bed around the same time every night. Lather. Rinse. Repeat. I am not one of those folks who laments "never enough time for yada yada;" I have plenty of time.
I don't lament a lack of people in my life; I am blessed by many wonderful friends.
I don't lament a poor family life/upbringing; I have been surrounded by family since my first breath whom I love upside down and inside out and who love me.
I don't lament my job; I know I am blessed beyond measure to work for a great company, especially with the unemployment rate in Georgia still hovering around 9%.
I lament a simple thing; a partner. This is hard for people like me to admit - I want to be fine. I want to be great on my own. And I know I am. It's just something my heart longs for. But I know it's not up to me. Timing is God's, and His alone. And it isn't time.
There is much work to be done.
For some reason, Grandaddy came to talk to me this morning. He whispered in my ear something he would always say to me when I was little and moving way too fast, near about ready to hurt myself or break something - "Slow down, Slopjar!"
Slow down, because you're missing it.
Slow down, because this is important.
Slow down, because you have exactly what you need right now.
Slow down, because "the LORD will fight for you; you need only to be still."
I got annoyed this morning with another driver - he/she (I never looked) was riding my bumper, swerving lanes, riding other folks' bumpers, just in a big ol' hurry. And I found myself muttering, "slow down, crazy." And here I am, not 3 hours later, needing to be told the same exact thing.
Moreover, there are only about 5 or so songs that can make me cry. Two of them played on my Pandora in the last 30 minutes; I wept silently at my desk. Someone's trying to tell me something...
Thursday, May 16, 2013
Wednesday, April 24, 2013
The Time I Went to Work Not Matching
Readers, once again, I suck at daily blogging. So screw it, it's my blog - I post when I post, and now my posts will mean more to you because they aren't whipped together out of a made-up obligation to post, but a need, a veritable need, to share.
I am a hot mess at fashion - my sense of style is cobbled together based on a few key points:
1) Is it clean?
2) Does it (mostly) fit?
3) Am I too young/old to wear it?
...that's about where my thought process stops. Also, I am NOT a morning person, so by the fifth snooze button slam, I am running late. Every. Single. Morning. The subtlety of accessories and carefully selected outfits does not belong in a routine that involves running around saying, "oh s***, oh s***, oh f*** F*** F*** S***TY F***ITY F***!" (true story, ask the dog)
As such, my daily outfit consists of either a dress (if I bothered to spend the 5 minutes to shave my legs, which is doubtful) or pants and a top, some form of shoes, earrings (always the same boring pearl ones), and my watch (which is just an exercise in irony, since there's never a point in wearing a watch if you're late anyway). The end. Don't try to get me to add to it, cause it won't work. If I hit the snooze button six times instead of five, there goes time to wash and dry my hair, so I'll add some form of hair accessory, purely for function.
Two weeks ago, I wore black shoes with a brown dress. I changed at lunch, but the damage was done.
Today, two pieces of my outfit match. Two. (Well, four, if you count that each of my shoes matches the other - I do not)
In my stupor today, I washed my hair, forgetting that I could not dry it or I would be late. I threw on a headband:
I then threw on some pants that desperately need re-hemming - the hems are held up with safety pins. No lie.
Then, in my brilliance, I added a green camisole and a green striped shirt. They match each other, but not the headband or the pants.
Then I put on some of my favorite shoes, which sort of but not really match the pants....okay, fine, they don't match any f***ing thing I put on today.
Additionally, my pearl earrings? One each from two different sets - broke one, lost the other. They are 2 millimeters different in diameter. Deal with it.
My skibbies don't even match. Those will not be pictured.
I do have a matching outfit for Zumba class, though. I guess it's the small victories?
I am a hot mess at fashion - my sense of style is cobbled together based on a few key points:
1) Is it clean?
2) Does it (mostly) fit?
3) Am I too young/old to wear it?
...that's about where my thought process stops. Also, I am NOT a morning person, so by the fifth snooze button slam, I am running late. Every. Single. Morning. The subtlety of accessories and carefully selected outfits does not belong in a routine that involves running around saying, "oh s***, oh s***, oh f*** F*** F*** S***TY F***ITY F***!" (true story, ask the dog)
As such, my daily outfit consists of either a dress (if I bothered to spend the 5 minutes to shave my legs, which is doubtful) or pants and a top, some form of shoes, earrings (always the same boring pearl ones), and my watch (which is just an exercise in irony, since there's never a point in wearing a watch if you're late anyway). The end. Don't try to get me to add to it, cause it won't work. If I hit the snooze button six times instead of five, there goes time to wash and dry my hair, so I'll add some form of hair accessory, purely for function.
Two weeks ago, I wore black shoes with a brown dress. I changed at lunch, but the damage was done.
Today, two pieces of my outfit match. Two. (Well, four, if you count that each of my shoes matches the other - I do not)
In my stupor today, I washed my hair, forgetting that I could not dry it or I would be late. I threw on a headband:
At least my blonde is sunning nicely? Thanks, Day At The Pool.
I then threw on some pants that desperately need re-hemming - the hems are held up with safety pins. No lie.
Can anyone tell me what color this is?
It's like brown and grey had a nightmare for a baby.
Then, in my brilliance, I added a green camisole and a green striped shirt. They match each other, but not the headband or the pants.
Then I put on some of my favorite shoes, which sort of but not really match the pants....okay, fine, they don't match any f***ing thing I put on today.
If you thought the pants were actually brown, you can now see they are, in fact, NOT.
Additionally, my pearl earrings? One each from two different sets - broke one, lost the other. They are 2 millimeters different in diameter. Deal with it.
Later, I will reflect on WHY I chose to let you see my weird colored-hair-meets-natural-hair margin....
I do have a matching outfit for Zumba class, though. I guess it's the small victories?
Thursday, April 11, 2013
The Time I Tried to Shop at Aldi
Readers, I have missed you. Life has been crazy, I've been busy, (insert excuse for not blogging here). At any rate, I have returned with a story, nay, a lesson, in what happens to a young woman who goes gentle into that good store known as Aldi. First, a little history:
Aldi is a German company, apparently short for Albrecht Discount. Basically, two brothers took over their momma's store, made junk super cheap (comparatively), and started expanding. They split the company when they couldn't agree whether or not to sell cigarettes at the register (like you do), so now they are two separate entities, Aldi Nord and Aldi Süd (north and south, for the non-Deutsch). American Aldi's are part of Aldi Süd, whereas Aldi Nord owns Trader Joe's. Cool, yes?
So my sister-in-law swears by Aldi - she says they have great prices on produce that's always fresh, good store brands, etc. I decided to check it out on Sunday. Imagine my surprise when...
I couldn't find the carts. Like any good shopper, I walked in the front door and expected to see buggies. Not so. After looking around frantically for a buggy or handbasket, I returned to the exterior of the store. There, to the right of the door were the buggies. I attempted to pull one out, then noticed they were linked together like a prison chain gang.
I attempted to use the best Ramblin' Wreckness my 9 semesters at Georgia Tech would afford me to discover how these contraptions came apart. As I lay struggling, I saw a young man returning a cart. Figuring that this was the South, I asked him if I could have his cart. Imagine my surprise when...
He stuttered a no. I then witnessed him link his cart back in, resulting in the return of a quarter.
Alright, y'all, I gotta break this down for you.
1) I never imagined a cart rental system would exist in suburban metro Atlanta.
2) I did not have a quarter.
3) This young "man" would not give me his cart BECAUSE HE WANTED HIS QUARTER BACK. A %$&#@@#^^# quarter. I ask you, nay, I beg of you, is this chivalry? Is the common courtesy so low that a young "man" would leave a woman destitute and despondent for twenty-five cents?
So I dug around in my purse (which my boyfriend likens to a brick) in hopes a quarter would surface. It didn't. So I went back into Aldi, determined to check out what was what. I picked up a few items, proceeded to the register, then noticed something else. Imagine my surprise when...
I learned they don't take credit cards. None.
Y'all, I have a love affair with my American Express. I get Skymiles, the service is impeccable, it basically rules. Telling me I can't use it sends me into a Poe-esque tailspin - I start reciting "Annabel Lee," wearing all black...it's not cute.
THEY CHARGE YOU FOR BAGS. Seriously. I get it. Plastic is bad for the environment, paper costs a lot, they're trying to keep their costs down and their environmental noses clean. HEARD. But I just cannot see how a grocery store can charge for bags. I near about lost it.
So, in short, will I return to Aldi?
Yes. But I shall be prepared. I shall return with:
1) A quarter
2) Reusable shopping bags
3) A list
4) A harsh word for that jerk who wouldn't give me his cart, should I see him again.
Your move, Aldi.
Aldi is a German company, apparently short for Albrecht Discount. Basically, two brothers took over their momma's store, made junk super cheap (comparatively), and started expanding. They split the company when they couldn't agree whether or not to sell cigarettes at the register (like you do), so now they are two separate entities, Aldi Nord and Aldi Süd (north and south, for the non-Deutsch). American Aldi's are part of Aldi Süd, whereas Aldi Nord owns Trader Joe's. Cool, yes?
So my sister-in-law swears by Aldi - she says they have great prices on produce that's always fresh, good store brands, etc. I decided to check it out on Sunday. Imagine my surprise when...
I couldn't find the carts. Like any good shopper, I walked in the front door and expected to see buggies. Not so. After looking around frantically for a buggy or handbasket, I returned to the exterior of the store. There, to the right of the door were the buggies. I attempted to pull one out, then noticed they were linked together like a prison chain gang.
I attempted to use the best Ramblin' Wreckness my 9 semesters at Georgia Tech would afford me to discover how these contraptions came apart. As I lay struggling, I saw a young man returning a cart. Figuring that this was the South, I asked him if I could have his cart. Imagine my surprise when...
He stuttered a no. I then witnessed him link his cart back in, resulting in the return of a quarter.
Alright, y'all, I gotta break this down for you.
1) I never imagined a cart rental system would exist in suburban metro Atlanta.
2) I did not have a quarter.
3) This young "man" would not give me his cart BECAUSE HE WANTED HIS QUARTER BACK. A %$&#@@#^^# quarter. I ask you, nay, I beg of you, is this chivalry? Is the common courtesy so low that a young "man" would leave a woman destitute and despondent for twenty-five cents?
So I dug around in my purse (which my boyfriend likens to a brick) in hopes a quarter would surface. It didn't. So I went back into Aldi, determined to check out what was what. I picked up a few items, proceeded to the register, then noticed something else. Imagine my surprise when...
I learned they don't take credit cards. None.
Y'all, I have a love affair with my American Express. I get Skymiles, the service is impeccable, it basically rules. Telling me I can't use it sends me into a Poe-esque tailspin - I start reciting "Annabel Lee," wearing all black...it's not cute.
The wind came out of the cloud by night,
Chilling and killing my American Express
Chilling and killing my American Express
Apparently they take debit cards, but I like getting Skymiles, okay? As I was not finna deal with that, I put my items back and decided to leave. That's when I noticed something else. Imagine my surprise when...THEY CHARGE YOU FOR BAGS. Seriously. I get it. Plastic is bad for the environment, paper costs a lot, they're trying to keep their costs down and their environmental noses clean. HEARD. But I just cannot see how a grocery store can charge for bags. I near about lost it.
So, in short, will I return to Aldi?
Yes. But I shall be prepared. I shall return with:
1) A quarter
2) Reusable shopping bags
3) A list
4) A harsh word for that jerk who wouldn't give me his cart, should I see him again.
Your move, Aldi.
Friday, March 29, 2013
Teriyaki Beef and Rice
Hey y'all! I promised you a recipe, and here I am, delivering! Don't say I never keep my word! We're gonna make teriyaki beef with veggies and rice. It's 10 Weight Watchers points per serving, and it is tasty.
What You'll Need:
1 pound beef cut for stir fry or fajitas
1 cup white rice
1 cup frozen edamame (shelled)
1 cup frozen veggies (Japanese/Asian blend)
1 cup teriyaki sauce (any kind)
Garlic
Soy sauce to taste
What You'll Do:
1. Prepare rice as directed on package.
2. While your rice cooks, heat olive oil and a little garlic in a pan over medium-high heat, then add your beef and cook until browned. Drain.
3. Add your frozen veggies, edamame, and teriyaki sauce. Stir and cover, reducing heat to medium.
4. Continue to cook as sauce thickens - add soy sauce or water if it gets too thick, or remove the cover and continue cooking if it's too thin. This is your preference here.
5. After the veggies and beef have married up with the sauce, add your halved tomatoes and give it a quick stir to combine.
6. Serve over rice in a bowl.
This recipe is super flexible, the amounts are not set in stone, and you can substitute as you like. Feel free to interpret as you go. But I promise, this is yummy. See y'all again soon!
What You'll Need:
1 pound beef cut for stir fry or fajitas
1 cup white rice
1 cup frozen edamame (shelled)
1 cup frozen veggies (Japanese/Asian blend)
1 handful grape tomatoes, halved
1 cup teriyaki sauce (any kind)
Soy sauce to taste
What You'll Do:
1. Prepare rice as directed on package.
2. While your rice cooks, heat olive oil and a little garlic in a pan over medium-high heat, then add your beef and cook until browned. Drain.
After I took this, I got really hungry and forgot to take any more pictures. I'm sorry!
3. Add your frozen veggies, edamame, and teriyaki sauce. Stir and cover, reducing heat to medium.
4. Continue to cook as sauce thickens - add soy sauce or water if it gets too thick, or remove the cover and continue cooking if it's too thin. This is your preference here.
5. After the veggies and beef have married up with the sauce, add your halved tomatoes and give it a quick stir to combine.
6. Serve over rice in a bowl.
This recipe is super flexible, the amounts are not set in stone, and you can substitute as you like. Feel free to interpret as you go. But I promise, this is yummy. See y'all again soon!
Thursday, March 28, 2013
I'm a Terrible Blogger...
Ruh-roh, I disappeared again! I've been traveling non-stop, so I've barely been home to perform any home economics! But today, I've got a few quick tips for you:
1. Pet-sit for your friends whenever possible. This is just good karma.
2. Pet stains resulting from pet sitting? Get you some Arm&Hammer Pet Fresh Carpet Powder, put it on the stain, spray with vinegar (it mixes with the baking soda in the powder and will fizz), then blot it up. (or use a carpet cleaner (like a Bissell Green Machine) with vinegar as solution and spray over the powder)
3. NEVER go grocery shopping without a list. Bad things will happen.
4. Don't wash all of your work pants and your spanx at the same time. You'll have to wear a sweater-dress with leggings, and you won't have your spanx to hold it all in. This is happening to me today.
5. Make time to spend with your family. If you're fighting with your family, unless it's something really serious, STOP IT. They love you, and you love them, now be an adult.
I'll get back to you tomorrow (I hope) with a recipe, and you know I'll be cleaning after my guests are back with their father - they are wearing themselves out making messes!
1. Pet-sit for your friends whenever possible. This is just good karma.
2. Pet stains resulting from pet sitting? Get you some Arm&Hammer Pet Fresh Carpet Powder, put it on the stain, spray with vinegar (it mixes with the baking soda in the powder and will fizz), then blot it up. (or use a carpet cleaner (like a Bissell Green Machine) with vinegar as solution and spray over the powder)
3. NEVER go grocery shopping without a list. Bad things will happen.
4. Don't wash all of your work pants and your spanx at the same time. You'll have to wear a sweater-dress with leggings, and you won't have your spanx to hold it all in. This is happening to me today.
5. Make time to spend with your family. If you're fighting with your family, unless it's something really serious, STOP IT. They love you, and you love them, now be an adult.
I'll get back to you tomorrow (I hope) with a recipe, and you know I'll be cleaning after my guests are back with their father - they are wearing themselves out making messes!
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
What I'm Eating...
It's Tuesday! This weekend was faboosh - merriment, brunching, game nights, and a super fun St. Patrick's Day celebration with family and friends! Although Henry had a little too much fun....
At any rate, I have been fielding questions left and right about my diet plan and how it works, so I thought I would break it down. (Bear in mind, this is my personal situation, and Weight Watchers doesn't know or endorse me, so don't go blaming me later for your choices)
What I'm Doing
I am using the WW points "plus" system. This gives me (for my stats and goals) a daily points maximum and a weekly "extra" points total that I can use. For my body and goals, I get 29 points a day and 49 weekly extra points. This sounds like a lot, at first, but I realized a lot of "healthy" foods were adding up, and some things are almost or actually zero points. For example, my Bolthouse juice? 4 points for 8 ounces! Now, I still drink it, but you best believe it is in a measured 8 ounce serving. The salad I posted the other day was, as I said, only 3 points total, because fruits and veggies are all zero points in raw form. Coffee and Diet Coke also cost me no points, so there are some perks. Also, you get credit in points for exercising - for instance, horseback riding (with tacking and grooming) gives me a 6 point credit.
What I Like
I like having a consistent idea of what I can eat - basically anything - and the idea of monitoring serving size and portion control. I like that I can easily look up point values and know what I'm eating. I like the control, period.
What I Don't Like
Not much, except when I go over my allowance. Ask me in a few weeks....
Typical Days
So here's what I have actually eaten recently:
Friday:
1 Greek yogurt - 4 points
2 cups coffee (black) - 0 points
1 salad (spinach, tomato, avocado, bell pepper, crab stick, caesar vinaigrette) - 3 points
1 serving Bolthouse juice - 4 points
1 granola bar - 3 points
1 serving gorgonzola topped chips - 5 points
1/2 chicken panini - 8 points
2 Tom Collins - 12 points (4 pts each and 1 was a double)
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 42 points
Saturday:
1 Cinnamon raisin bagel with cream cheese - 13 points
1 salad (crab, tomato, bell pepper, light vinaigrette) - 3 points
2 light beers - 6 points
2 pieces pizza - 13 points
3 light beers - 9 points
1 serving hummus and pita chips - 5 points
TOTAL - 49 points
Sunday:
1 egg white omelette (ham, cheese, mushroom) - 12 points
1 serving grits - 3 points
2 Tom Collins - 8 points
2 Bud 55 beers - 4 points
1 serving corned beef and cabbage - 8 points
4 regular beers - 20 points
1 shot whiskey - 4 points
TOTAL - 59 points
Monday:
1 Greek yogurt - 4 points
2 cups coffee (black) - 0 points
1 small bowl of Pho Tai - 4 points
1 bubble tea with tapioca - 4 points
1 green bell pepper - 0 points
1 cup egg drop soup - 2 points
1 serving General Tso's chicken - 4 points
3 piece crab rangoon - 5 points
3 piece dumplings - 5 points
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 31 points
Tuesday:
1 serving oatmeal - 4 points
1 cup coffee (black) - 0 points
1 cup egg drop soup - 2 points
1 serving General Tso's chicken - 4 points
1 WW ice cream cone - 2 points
1 Diet Coke - 0 points
1 green bell pepper - 0 points
1 piece pepperoni pizza - 8 points
1 small spinach salad (no meat/cheese, light dressing) - 4 points
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 27 points
Now, my first weekend was a disaster - I counted points, but I splurged too much on alcohol - this was a wake-up call for me, since I used ALL of my weekly points in 3 days, plus 14 more. NOT. GOOD. But it was a holiday weekend (for a holiday that is largely about drinking), so I am cutting myself a tiny bit of slack.
So I began this week anew. I used 2 weekly points on Monday. Also, my dinner tonight is projected, and I might (read: probably will!) have 2 beers with dinner, which will put me 1 point over. That's cool, I am riding tonight, so I have 6 more points today (if I want them).
They urge you to eat all of your points (or really close to it), because if you way undereat, you will stop losing weight, or you won't lose in a healthy way. You HAVE to have a reasonable, healthy plan for weight loss, or your body will suffer. Personally, I am going to try to save the weekly points for the weekend (since I clearly lose my mind on the weekend) - I have a much easier time sticking to my 29 points on workdays, so I plan to be a little more strict with myself on those. Still, if I want to use them, I can. For this week, I have 47 weekly points left (I start my WW week on Monday morning). There is a learning curve, obviously - I don't expect to be perfect. The biggest selling point to me is the flexibility of the diet and the idea of retraining your idea of "healthy" choices.
Anyway, this long (and probably boring) post serves the purpose of telling y'all what I'm doing...now why?
I have mentioned before that I love competition and I love to win. My office has started our own "biggest loser" competition...we all paid in $20, and whoever loses the largest percentage wins. If I reach my goal, I will be down 15 percent, which could get me the title.
The main reason, though, is that I have put on "winter weight," and it's not cute. This is partly from lack of exercise - I like outdoor activities, but I hate being cold - and partly from my love of comfort food. I am filling out my pants a little more than I am comfortable with, and I want to feel better in my clothes. It's less about the number on the scale (although that is the measuring tool most commonly used) and more about staying in my size 4 pants. Also, 3 months from now, I will be in Florida, and your girl wants to look good. When you're as pale as I am, you gotta be pretty fit, since you aren't gonna be tan enough to hide it. FACT.
That's all, folks. I am really trying to be interesting enough to blog, I promise. This weekend is semi-finals, though, so all of my attention is aimed that way. Fingers crossed!
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| He won't admit he has a problem... |
At any rate, I have been fielding questions left and right about my diet plan and how it works, so I thought I would break it down. (Bear in mind, this is my personal situation, and Weight Watchers doesn't know or endorse me, so don't go blaming me later for your choices)
What I'm Doing
I am using the WW points "plus" system. This gives me (for my stats and goals) a daily points maximum and a weekly "extra" points total that I can use. For my body and goals, I get 29 points a day and 49 weekly extra points. This sounds like a lot, at first, but I realized a lot of "healthy" foods were adding up, and some things are almost or actually zero points. For example, my Bolthouse juice? 4 points for 8 ounces! Now, I still drink it, but you best believe it is in a measured 8 ounce serving. The salad I posted the other day was, as I said, only 3 points total, because fruits and veggies are all zero points in raw form. Coffee and Diet Coke also cost me no points, so there are some perks. Also, you get credit in points for exercising - for instance, horseback riding (with tacking and grooming) gives me a 6 point credit.
What I Like
I like having a consistent idea of what I can eat - basically anything - and the idea of monitoring serving size and portion control. I like that I can easily look up point values and know what I'm eating. I like the control, period.
What I Don't Like
Not much, except when I go over my allowance. Ask me in a few weeks....
Typical Days
So here's what I have actually eaten recently:
Friday:
1 Greek yogurt - 4 points
2 cups coffee (black) - 0 points
1 salad (spinach, tomato, avocado, bell pepper, crab stick, caesar vinaigrette) - 3 points
1 serving Bolthouse juice - 4 points
1 granola bar - 3 points
1 serving gorgonzola topped chips - 5 points
1/2 chicken panini - 8 points
2 Tom Collins - 12 points (4 pts each and 1 was a double)
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 42 points
Saturday:
1 Cinnamon raisin bagel with cream cheese - 13 points
1 salad (crab, tomato, bell pepper, light vinaigrette) - 3 points
2 light beers - 6 points
2 pieces pizza - 13 points
3 light beers - 9 points
1 serving hummus and pita chips - 5 points
TOTAL - 49 points
Sunday:
1 egg white omelette (ham, cheese, mushroom) - 12 points
1 serving grits - 3 points
2 Tom Collins - 8 points
2 Bud 55 beers - 4 points
1 serving corned beef and cabbage - 8 points
4 regular beers - 20 points
1 shot whiskey - 4 points
TOTAL - 59 points
Monday:
1 Greek yogurt - 4 points
2 cups coffee (black) - 0 points
1 small bowl of Pho Tai - 4 points
1 bubble tea with tapioca - 4 points
1 green bell pepper - 0 points
1 cup egg drop soup - 2 points
1 serving General Tso's chicken - 4 points
3 piece crab rangoon - 5 points
3 piece dumplings - 5 points
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 31 points
Tuesday:
1 serving oatmeal - 4 points
1 cup coffee (black) - 0 points
1 cup egg drop soup - 2 points
1 serving General Tso's chicken - 4 points
1 WW ice cream cone - 2 points
1 Diet Coke - 0 points
1 green bell pepper - 0 points
1 piece pepperoni pizza - 8 points
1 small spinach salad (no meat/cheese, light dressing) - 4 points
1 light beer - 3 points
TOTAL - 27 points
Now, my first weekend was a disaster - I counted points, but I splurged too much on alcohol - this was a wake-up call for me, since I used ALL of my weekly points in 3 days, plus 14 more. NOT. GOOD. But it was a holiday weekend (for a holiday that is largely about drinking), so I am cutting myself a tiny bit of slack.
So I began this week anew. I used 2 weekly points on Monday. Also, my dinner tonight is projected, and I might (read: probably will!) have 2 beers with dinner, which will put me 1 point over. That's cool, I am riding tonight, so I have 6 more points today (if I want them).
They urge you to eat all of your points (or really close to it), because if you way undereat, you will stop losing weight, or you won't lose in a healthy way. You HAVE to have a reasonable, healthy plan for weight loss, or your body will suffer. Personally, I am going to try to save the weekly points for the weekend (since I clearly lose my mind on the weekend) - I have a much easier time sticking to my 29 points on workdays, so I plan to be a little more strict with myself on those. Still, if I want to use them, I can. For this week, I have 47 weekly points left (I start my WW week on Monday morning). There is a learning curve, obviously - I don't expect to be perfect. The biggest selling point to me is the flexibility of the diet and the idea of retraining your idea of "healthy" choices.
Anyway, this long (and probably boring) post serves the purpose of telling y'all what I'm doing...now why?
I have mentioned before that I love competition and I love to win. My office has started our own "biggest loser" competition...we all paid in $20, and whoever loses the largest percentage wins. If I reach my goal, I will be down 15 percent, which could get me the title.
The main reason, though, is that I have put on "winter weight," and it's not cute. This is partly from lack of exercise - I like outdoor activities, but I hate being cold - and partly from my love of comfort food. I am filling out my pants a little more than I am comfortable with, and I want to feel better in my clothes. It's less about the number on the scale (although that is the measuring tool most commonly used) and more about staying in my size 4 pants. Also, 3 months from now, I will be in Florida, and your girl wants to look good. When you're as pale as I am, you gotta be pretty fit, since you aren't gonna be tan enough to hide it. FACT.
That's all, folks. I am really trying to be interesting enough to blog, I promise. This weekend is semi-finals, though, so all of my attention is aimed that way. Fingers crossed!
Friday, March 15, 2013
Blog Fog and Weighty Matters
Oh, dear readers, I have been a bad, bad blogger! I have disappeared into a blog fog for a week - for that, I apologize. Now I have returned, and I will give y'all the rundown on what's been going on, Fast Five Friday style!
1) Boyfriend and Homegirl have been sick.
For like a week. And neither would go to the doctor. It's frustrating, but Super Sweet Man is too cute to get mad at! So is Homegirl.
2) Riding....hasn't been happening.
I finally got in a lesson last night - my first one since regionals 12 days ago. According to my coach, we're "dressing you up for semis." But she said I don't embarrass her. Winning.
3) Homeslice shed.
My boa dropped her skin, after being in shed for like 2 weeks. And Miss Thing is HUNGRY. Feeding her this weekend.
4) I started Weight Watchers.
Now, before folks go railing on me or anyone for wanting to lose weight (I've already heard "you don't need to do that!"), if someone wants to lose weight, and they don't take it to extremes or have a history of eating disorders or do it in an extremely unhealthy way, LEAVE THEM ALONE and be supportive. I have set a goal, and I will be sticking to this plan like the 2 New Year's resolutions I have kept. Constant vigilance! Plus I get to eat delicious things like this salad:
5) My cousin graduated from medical school!
AND she matched to where she wanted to go!! Yay, Dr. Meh-Meh! (a nickname, not her real name) She probably plans to do something like this for a little while:
That's all I have for today, folks! I'll be back next week!
1) Boyfriend and Homegirl have been sick.
For like a week. And neither would go to the doctor. It's frustrating, but Super Sweet Man is too cute to get mad at! So is Homegirl.
2) Riding....hasn't been happening.
I finally got in a lesson last night - my first one since regionals 12 days ago. According to my coach, we're "dressing you up for semis." But she said I don't embarrass her. Winning.
3) Homeslice shed.
My boa dropped her skin, after being in shed for like 2 weeks. And Miss Thing is HUNGRY. Feeding her this weekend.
This is you now....
4) I started Weight Watchers.
Now, before folks go railing on me or anyone for wanting to lose weight (I've already heard "you don't need to do that!"), if someone wants to lose weight, and they don't take it to extremes or have a history of eating disorders or do it in an extremely unhealthy way, LEAVE THEM ALONE and be supportive. I have set a goal, and I will be sticking to this plan like the 2 New Year's resolutions I have kept. Constant vigilance! Plus I get to eat delicious things like this salad:
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| Only 3 points - and YUMMY! |
5) My cousin graduated from medical school!
AND she matched to where she wanted to go!! Yay, Dr. Meh-Meh! (a nickname, not her real name) She probably plans to do something like this for a little while:
That's all I have for today, folks! I'll be back next week!
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