I didn't forget about Scale Free September, I just forgot to write about it. :/ But! It has been going wonderfully! It has morphed into Scale Free Fall since I love it so much, and I may just move on to Scale Free Life soon. I have weighed myself 2 or 3 times since September 1st, and I have MAINTAINED MY WEIGHT. That is effing huge. I have not gained 20 million pounds without checking my weight every day or week, even through my birthday, a vacation, and Halloween treats. Further, I have shrunk in size. :) I failed to post my measurements at the beginning of this journey (oopsie), but I'll post them together with my current ones now. I made notes of very precise points on my body so I can be consistent every time.
September 1, 2013 Measurements in Inches:
Waist (1 inch above belly button): 36.5
Hips (largest part around booty): 48
Arm (largest part): 14
Bust (fullest part): 41.5
Thigh (thickest part): 28
November 10, 2013 Measurements in Inches:
Waist: 35
Hips: 46.5
Arms: 14
Bust: 40
Thigh: 27
No words. Success speaks for itself.
Sunday, November 10, 2013
Saturday, August 31, 2013
Helloooooo!
*In my Jerry Seinfeld voice* La la la!
Um, don't mind me.
I haven't written in a very long time, BUT we shan't dwell on it. On to the next thing. Tomorrow will begin my new blog series entitled "Scale Free September," which is very ambitious because it will mean lots more blogging for me, plus more activity (exercise) in my life, plus starting school, plus work as usual, plus physical therapy (relatively new addition), plus starting to volunteer at my local domestic violence rescue shelter, plus church and family and friends. :) No complaining here, it's all awesome stuff.
So let me explain. Scale Free September is inspired by a few of my imaginary bff's from the internet. My favorite fitness and clean-eating blogger is Erika Kendall of blackgirlsguidetoweightloss.com. I learn tons and tons from her blog, and agree 100% with her ideas, nope, FACTS about the right ways to get healthy and create a healthy lifestyle by being active and eating natural, clean, unprocessed foods. Plus she inspired me to start cooking in the past year. That's a big step. Erika lead a Scale Free Summer, but I was not in a place for that yet. I feel ready to make the step now for myself.
My other inspiration is a gorgeous girl named Honorine. Really that's her name. You can find her on Instagram @honorcurves, honoring her curves and everyone else's. I've had the honor (no other word fits as well) of becoming her digital cyber friend, and I get to enjoy her daily pep talks pumping me up to love everything about my jiggly beautiful body, no matter how it shrinks and grows. While I've long been one on board with improvement, I've always had appreciation and affection for what is me RIGHT NOW. To make it simple, I'm hot stuff and I know it, and Miss Honor Curves, is about spreading that same philosophy to a world of women of all sizes and shapes. One more thing, she does not weigh herself. I've been attached to weighing myself so regularly for so long, I thought: What a brave and admirable outlook on things. I've got to try that.
A few notes about my relationship to the scale, and my personal reasons for a journey without it:
I have gone through a full gammut of being weight-obsessed and just weight-conscious in my life, but weight (the actual number) has always been a defining factor for who Stephanie is. During my earlier college years, I kept a scale in the kitchen (not a food scale, a people scale), and weighed myself before and after each meal, in addition to each morning and each night. I also spent 2-3 hours in the gym most days, ate fruit snacks or toast if I ate, passed out in classes, and my grades sucked. I was the lightest I've ever been in my adult (or teenage) life! I also thought I was huge. HUGE. Like morbidly obese. Like I looked in the mirror and hated it and cried. Like I got ready for school in the morning for 2 or 3 hours, got dressed 4 or 5 times, couldn't do it, and went back to bed, and then went to the gym later. Like I would have a full melt down if an occasion called for a swimsuit.
That was 30 or 35 pounds lighter than now, and now I'm in bikinis, shorts, leggings, tanks, crop tops, naked, whatever I feel like for summer occasions. So yes I've grown up and come a long way with regards to my body image, thankfully.
But I still tend to continually live with a mindset of envisioning some golden number I need to see on the scale. Lately it's been just "what I weighed last summer" (169), because last summer was perfect and amazing, and I felt great at that weight. I do in all reality feel like right around there is a great realistic healthy weight for me. It was easy to maintain for over a year, which is an accomplishment for a fluctuater like me. I'd like to stabilize somewhere steady through the healthy habits I've developed, and then just see that at my check ups at the doctor, and not give it more thought than that. I don't want to be so co-dependent with my scale. I shouldn't need to check in daily-weekly-whatever.
My other reason to break up with the scale is that I think other measurements can be a lot more effective than weight to measure the progress of health, which is what I'm going for. Since my appearance already makes me happy now, I get to forget about fat or skinny, and focus on health. I'll be using a measuring tape and body fat percentage, once at the beginning and once at the end of September, to check any change. Other than that, the plan is just focus on healthy habits and feeling good, and see what happens. It is NOT a weekly weight goal. It is not reward-myself-for-weighing THIS. It is not I-can't-wear-that-until-I-weigh-THAT.
My goodbye weigh-in today was 183.6. I lost 17 pounds this summer, and that's an accomplishment to not be overlooked, because I did it the right way this time. I'm giving my frenemy The Scale to my roommate Megan now, to hold onto for safekeeping, in case I need it for an unforeseen reason in the future.
The elements of Scale Free September will be introduced with more detail tomorrow, along with my measurements to start. I'm excited to be so freeeeeeeee. Wheeeee!!!!
Join in or follow along using #scalefreeseptember on Instagram and Twitter.
Love,
Stephie xoxo
Um, don't mind me.
I haven't written in a very long time, BUT we shan't dwell on it. On to the next thing. Tomorrow will begin my new blog series entitled "Scale Free September," which is very ambitious because it will mean lots more blogging for me, plus more activity (exercise) in my life, plus starting school, plus work as usual, plus physical therapy (relatively new addition), plus starting to volunteer at my local domestic violence rescue shelter, plus church and family and friends. :) No complaining here, it's all awesome stuff.
So let me explain. Scale Free September is inspired by a few of my imaginary bff's from the internet. My favorite fitness and clean-eating blogger is Erika Kendall of blackgirlsguidetoweightloss.com. I learn tons and tons from her blog, and agree 100% with her ideas, nope, FACTS about the right ways to get healthy and create a healthy lifestyle by being active and eating natural, clean, unprocessed foods. Plus she inspired me to start cooking in the past year. That's a big step. Erika lead a Scale Free Summer, but I was not in a place for that yet. I feel ready to make the step now for myself.
My other inspiration is a gorgeous girl named Honorine. Really that's her name. You can find her on Instagram @honorcurves, honoring her curves and everyone else's. I've had the honor (no other word fits as well) of becoming her digital cyber friend, and I get to enjoy her daily pep talks pumping me up to love everything about my jiggly beautiful body, no matter how it shrinks and grows. While I've long been one on board with improvement, I've always had appreciation and affection for what is me RIGHT NOW. To make it simple, I'm hot stuff and I know it, and Miss Honor Curves, is about spreading that same philosophy to a world of women of all sizes and shapes. One more thing, she does not weigh herself. I've been attached to weighing myself so regularly for so long, I thought: What a brave and admirable outlook on things. I've got to try that.
A few notes about my relationship to the scale, and my personal reasons for a journey without it:
I have gone through a full gammut of being weight-obsessed and just weight-conscious in my life, but weight (the actual number) has always been a defining factor for who Stephanie is. During my earlier college years, I kept a scale in the kitchen (not a food scale, a people scale), and weighed myself before and after each meal, in addition to each morning and each night. I also spent 2-3 hours in the gym most days, ate fruit snacks or toast if I ate, passed out in classes, and my grades sucked. I was the lightest I've ever been in my adult (or teenage) life! I also thought I was huge. HUGE. Like morbidly obese. Like I looked in the mirror and hated it and cried. Like I got ready for school in the morning for 2 or 3 hours, got dressed 4 or 5 times, couldn't do it, and went back to bed, and then went to the gym later. Like I would have a full melt down if an occasion called for a swimsuit.
That was 30 or 35 pounds lighter than now, and now I'm in bikinis, shorts, leggings, tanks, crop tops, naked, whatever I feel like for summer occasions. So yes I've grown up and come a long way with regards to my body image, thankfully.
But I still tend to continually live with a mindset of envisioning some golden number I need to see on the scale. Lately it's been just "what I weighed last summer" (169), because last summer was perfect and amazing, and I felt great at that weight. I do in all reality feel like right around there is a great realistic healthy weight for me. It was easy to maintain for over a year, which is an accomplishment for a fluctuater like me. I'd like to stabilize somewhere steady through the healthy habits I've developed, and then just see that at my check ups at the doctor, and not give it more thought than that. I don't want to be so co-dependent with my scale. I shouldn't need to check in daily-weekly-whatever.
My other reason to break up with the scale is that I think other measurements can be a lot more effective than weight to measure the progress of health, which is what I'm going for. Since my appearance already makes me happy now, I get to forget about fat or skinny, and focus on health. I'll be using a measuring tape and body fat percentage, once at the beginning and once at the end of September, to check any change. Other than that, the plan is just focus on healthy habits and feeling good, and see what happens. It is NOT a weekly weight goal. It is not reward-myself-for-weighing THIS. It is not I-can't-wear-that-until-I-weigh-THAT.
My goodbye weigh-in today was 183.6. I lost 17 pounds this summer, and that's an accomplishment to not be overlooked, because I did it the right way this time. I'm giving my frenemy The Scale to my roommate Megan now, to hold onto for safekeeping, in case I need it for an unforeseen reason in the future.
The elements of Scale Free September will be introduced with more detail tomorrow, along with my measurements to start. I'm excited to be so freeeeeeeee. Wheeeee!!!!
Join in or follow along using #scalefreeseptember on Instagram and Twitter.
Love,
Stephie xoxo
Thursday, May 23, 2013
Um hi guys.
My sweet friend Tessa just reminded me that people actually read my blog (she does), so I should probably write...
Few updates. Still enjoying success with Weight Watchers. Fancy spin: I'm excitedly trying a pescetarian diet for one month. I began May 11, and will finish Saturday June 15 for good measure. This lifestyle has me feeling great. I feel that I have increased energy and I've noticed less soreness and faster recovery after workouts. That is a bonus that I never would have anticipated! I'm lovin it. My hippie vegan sister has promised me I will lose 10 pounds in 1 month, and I've lost 6 in a week and a half sooooo, not worried.
Also, I've entered another weight loss challenge at work, and this one is unique. I had to put $25 in the pot to enter, and there is now $375 in entry fees at stake for the winner. That winner will be me, if you weren't sure. I'm 100% motivated this time around. I started the competition at 200 pounds even, on the Namify gym scale. That was after my San Diego gain... That trip was amazing and well worth every ounce. :) :) :)
Here is my recent progress, since I haven't weighed in since before the Cinco de Mayo-San Diego-Fiesta Like There's No Manana-Trip. I'll work on consistency, I promise. My work out habits, are actually becoming habits now, you'd think I could get this weekly blog-in thing down....
Few updates. Still enjoying success with Weight Watchers. Fancy spin: I'm excitedly trying a pescetarian diet for one month. I began May 11, and will finish Saturday June 15 for good measure. This lifestyle has me feeling great. I feel that I have increased energy and I've noticed less soreness and faster recovery after workouts. That is a bonus that I never would have anticipated! I'm lovin it. My hippie vegan sister has promised me I will lose 10 pounds in 1 month, and I've lost 6 in a week and a half sooooo, not worried.
Also, I've entered another weight loss challenge at work, and this one is unique. I had to put $25 in the pot to enter, and there is now $375 in entry fees at stake for the winner. That winner will be me, if you weren't sure. I'm 100% motivated this time around. I started the competition at 200 pounds even, on the Namify gym scale. That was after my San Diego gain... That trip was amazing and well worth every ounce. :) :) :)
Here is my recent progress, since I haven't weighed in since before the Cinco de Mayo-San Diego-Fiesta Like There's No Manana-Trip. I'll work on consistency, I promise. My work out habits, are actually becoming habits now, you'd think I could get this weekly blog-in thing down....
Thursday, April 18, 2013
Squats All Day
There are some days when I don't have any time to work out. That means I just slept in in the morning through the time I scheduled for my work out, and I have a busy night with plans, so now I've left myself with no time and its my own gosh darn fault. So what do I do?
I make myself a little exercise chart in my notebook, and list out squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and anything else I can think of, and then do ten or 20 in the restroom every time I take a quick break at work. I just keep a running tally all day, and by 5 PM I've done a couple hundred of everything, and built up a sore little tushy and legs!
At least it's something! Tell me some more ideas! :)
I make myself a little exercise chart in my notebook, and list out squats, lunges, jumping jacks, and anything else I can think of, and then do ten or 20 in the restroom every time I take a quick break at work. I just keep a running tally all day, and by 5 PM I've done a couple hundred of everything, and built up a sore little tushy and legs!
At least it's something! Tell me some more ideas! :)
Thursday, April 11, 2013
Back from the Dead
If you have wondered if I fell off a cliff, it's because, well, I did. And I've been wandering around suffocating in the fire swamp with all kinds of quick sand and scary ROUS's everywhere for the past 3 weeks or so. That is one metaphor for it. The other is I turned into a light-loathing vampire/werewolf, and the closest thing I've been doing to social is gnashing my teeth in the dark and growling "Rawr rawr rawr!" which means, "I wish I was back to a human!" Well, hallelujah, I've been back to a human for 4 days now. Translation: migraine free since Monday.
If you understand the gravity of the pain and nausea I've experienced for the past 3 and a half weeks, you would have a party right now. Because I want to have a party, but I'm still shell-shocked-recovering and feel like I'm still wandering out of a sewer tunnel. Or concentration camp. Or something. Okay I'm dramatic.
But human now. And I'm better. I ate whatever the f I could find like a scavenger (and that soothed my soul) for the first two weeks, and then stopped the fast food again March 31, and then quit it with sweets again yesterday. I didn't go crazy with sweets, but did have some this past week during my period. I'm back on my meds, and feel normal enough to remember what in the heck my goals are and why I need to go to the gym. I did Zumba Tuesday and I'm going today. I'm back for weighing in, and taking things one day at a time.
I'm not making any huge re-commitments or proclamations, just taking one human step at a time. Rawrrr.
If you understand the gravity of the pain and nausea I've experienced for the past 3 and a half weeks, you would have a party right now. Because I want to have a party, but I'm still shell-shocked-recovering and feel like I'm still wandering out of a sewer tunnel. Or concentration camp. Or something. Okay I'm dramatic.
But human now. And I'm better. I ate whatever the f I could find like a scavenger (and that soothed my soul) for the first two weeks, and then stopped the fast food again March 31, and then quit it with sweets again yesterday. I didn't go crazy with sweets, but did have some this past week during my period. I'm back on my meds, and feel normal enough to remember what in the heck my goals are and why I need to go to the gym. I did Zumba Tuesday and I'm going today. I'm back for weighing in, and taking things one day at a time.
I'm not making any huge re-commitments or proclamations, just taking one human step at a time. Rawrrr.
Tuesday, March 19, 2013
Small HUGE victory
So, I was really hungry today. That tends to happen the first few days of my period, I'm sure ladies can relate. If you remember, I committed (again) to no fast food, and I have made that commitment with a caveat: I can have fast food in San Diego, and next time I go to Vegas, if I feel the need and if I haven't had any since then. I also only have 6 1/2 weeks til my San Diego trip, and it is really time to be serious about what I'm putting in my mouth.
Anyway, I stopped at the bank after work to make a deposit. The bank is surrounded by McDonalds, Wendy's, Taco Bell, KFC, Burger King, Taco Time, and Arby's. And probably others that I forgot. Not so good for me to be around those nasty places that are somehow still tempting in my hormonal and ravenous state. I started driving home after the bank, planning what I would make for dinner. Arby's got the best of me...for a moment. I wanted that beef so bad. I was literally in the drive thru line, pulled up to the sign to order, and right when the poor Arby's person was about to greet me, I drove off. I RAN FOR MY LIFE.
Whew. I made it home and cooked. Quinoa and veggies. And when I was still snacky after, I popped popcorn. Point is, although I let myself eat as much as I wanted of healthy at home food, the great part is I DID NOT EAT OUT. I'm proud, and I'm going to bed.
Xo
Anyway, I stopped at the bank after work to make a deposit. The bank is surrounded by McDonalds, Wendy's, Taco Bell, KFC, Burger King, Taco Time, and Arby's. And probably others that I forgot. Not so good for me to be around those nasty places that are somehow still tempting in my hormonal and ravenous state. I started driving home after the bank, planning what I would make for dinner. Arby's got the best of me...for a moment. I wanted that beef so bad. I was literally in the drive thru line, pulled up to the sign to order, and right when the poor Arby's person was about to greet me, I drove off. I RAN FOR MY LIFE.
Whew. I made it home and cooked. Quinoa and veggies. And when I was still snacky after, I popped popcorn. Point is, although I let myself eat as much as I wanted of healthy at home food, the great part is I DID NOT EAT OUT. I'm proud, and I'm going to bed.
Xo
Tuesday, March 5, 2013
WEIGH IN FRIDAY 3-1-13
I'm late in posting. I guess in wasn't that into it. Which is stupid, because my weight was fine, not amazing, but fine. I just was busy and a little overwhelmed last week. Here it is:
Jk the picture doesn't want to load. I will try to update it later. It's 187.2. So up a little from my Michael Kors weight, but that will even out. I get to keep them, so there.
Namify weight was 188. :)
Jk the picture doesn't want to load. I will try to update it later. It's 187.2. So up a little from my Michael Kors weight, but that will even out. I get to keep them, so there.
Namify weight was 188. :)
Thursday, February 14, 2013
Motivation
So, it's my blog, and I'll say what I want to. Even if it's weird.
I want to talk a little bit about what motivates me and how I stay excited about fitness and losing weight. It can be tricky. Not that tricky, because I really just purely WANT to be healthy deep down, but every so often this voice talks to me that says "Um hello, you are gorgeous and perfect just the way you are, eat what you want!" There are two sides to this story, one side that is supremely grateful that I find myself beautiful at my "heavier" weights, and one side that wishes in a twisted way that I hated myself enough to never eat and to work out 10 times a week. Told you this would get weird. BUT. The happy balance I am leading up to is what I mentioned a moment ago: my real motivation to take care of myself in a healthy way because deep down I just love myself that much, and want to show my gorgeous body I love it by nourishing it, making it strong, sexy, and amazing, and also because I love how I feel when I do.
Now, when this ultimate motivation weakens a bit, and I need something more tangible or immediate to spur me along, I like to give myself little rewards and reminders. I get mini-rewards for every 2 pounds I lose, and larger rewards for larger milestones. I'm still working on the Michael Kors boots I mentioned in an earlier post. They are for hitting 186 on the scale. Mini-rewards are things like fashion magazines, nail polish, lip gloss, Bath & Body Works treats, etc. I earned this pretty nail color for this past Friday's weigh in:
If material treats somehow didn't do it for me (which would be cuckoo), I like making lists of benefits and fun things that will come with my weight loss, that are less material. This might get weird again, but again, my blog...
Happy Vday from a sick puppy on the mend. <3
I want to talk a little bit about what motivates me and how I stay excited about fitness and losing weight. It can be tricky. Not that tricky, because I really just purely WANT to be healthy deep down, but every so often this voice talks to me that says "Um hello, you are gorgeous and perfect just the way you are, eat what you want!" There are two sides to this story, one side that is supremely grateful that I find myself beautiful at my "heavier" weights, and one side that wishes in a twisted way that I hated myself enough to never eat and to work out 10 times a week. Told you this would get weird. BUT. The happy balance I am leading up to is what I mentioned a moment ago: my real motivation to take care of myself in a healthy way because deep down I just love myself that much, and want to show my gorgeous body I love it by nourishing it, making it strong, sexy, and amazing, and also because I love how I feel when I do.
Now, when this ultimate motivation weakens a bit, and I need something more tangible or immediate to spur me along, I like to give myself little rewards and reminders. I get mini-rewards for every 2 pounds I lose, and larger rewards for larger milestones. I'm still working on the Michael Kors boots I mentioned in an earlier post. They are for hitting 186 on the scale. Mini-rewards are things like fashion magazines, nail polish, lip gloss, Bath & Body Works treats, etc. I earned this pretty nail color for this past Friday's weigh in:
If material treats somehow didn't do it for me (which would be cuckoo), I like making lists of benefits and fun things that will come with my weight loss, that are less material. This might get weird again, but again, my blog...
- daydream about laying on the beach in my new swimsuits in San Diego
- smaller boobs :) (I swear this is motivation enough.)
- summer clothes
- knee high boots not being tight on my calves
- face skinnier in pictures
- feel stronger running dirty dash race coming up
Happy Vday from a sick puppy on the mend. <3
Wednesday, February 6, 2013
Shrimps are my favorite
I have a feeling if Forest Gump's friend Bubba could have reigned in the bottom lip a bit, we could have seriously hit it off romanically. We have a lot of common interests. Okay, our obsession with shrimp at least. I could make anything with shrimp. It's my favorite everything. Shrimp pasta, shrimp tacos, shrimp salads, shrimp stir fry, shrimp pizza.. and today shrimp open-faced quesadilla. Behold.
Just a few baby shrimp, 1 Tbs. low-fat cream cheese, sliced peppers, 1 oz cheddar, 2 Tbs. fresh salsa on a whole wheat tortilla, nuked for 30 sec. Presto. Protein, fat, and fiber for 325 calories and gorgeous. My CEO was jealous. ;)
um. blechhhh.
I felt like yuck yesterday. Like a word inappropriate to say for my audience. I was tired, sore, my injured tendon was killing me, my cramps were out of control, and I was cranky and had no energy for anything besides turning Friends on my TV and taking a nap. Not even watching, just sleeping knowing my Friends were there.
So what did I do on the way home from work? Pick up a KFC Chicken Pot Pie and Cheese Curds. I sure did. And then ate the whole thing. And this is after I "gave up" fast food. Great.
So apparently I'm still comfort eating.
This was after I had also spent the evening prior cooking, writing out my meals for the day, packing them up, pumping and preparing myself for my great food plan in a new way. I just shot it all to heck.
BUT GUESS WHAT.
I just suck sometimes. And then,
I wrote out my meals for today, cooked and packed them again, tracked the atrocity that I called a dinner, and moved on. Today will be a better day. I'm definitely coming down with a cold, and need to shop tonight and get some lemons for tea and some other good stuff, but today is better already. I have my workout stuff packed, and looking forward to some low impact elliptical time that won't aggravate the tendon in my hip. Keepin it movin.
So what did I do on the way home from work? Pick up a KFC Chicken Pot Pie and Cheese Curds. I sure did. And then ate the whole thing. And this is after I "gave up" fast food. Great.
So apparently I'm still comfort eating.
This was after I had also spent the evening prior cooking, writing out my meals for the day, packing them up, pumping and preparing myself for my great food plan in a new way. I just shot it all to heck.
BUT GUESS WHAT.
I just suck sometimes. And then,
I wrote out my meals for today, cooked and packed them again, tracked the atrocity that I called a dinner, and moved on. Today will be a better day. I'm definitely coming down with a cold, and need to shop tonight and get some lemons for tea and some other good stuff, but today is better already. I have my workout stuff packed, and looking forward to some low impact elliptical time that won't aggravate the tendon in my hip. Keepin it movin.
Monday, January 28, 2013
Next Step
I had a tough time with temptation tonight. A sweetie sweetheart in my ward brought me some delicious-looking banana bread cake, and also.. I had a rough day. When I came home to that moist, thickly frosted cake, I really wanted to throw my no-sugar policy out the window. Or just take a mini-break. But I didn't. I ate dinner. And I still wanted to eat the cake. But I didn't. And then I did laundry and did my nails. And I still wanted to eat the cake. But I DIDN'T. And then I made some tea, and watched some Love and Hip Hop, and I'm finally over the cake.
I talked to myself about the cake for a while, and I came down to this conclusion: 1) It's only January, 1/12 of the way through my year-long goal. I am stronger than that. 2) This is not the first or last lovely sweet treat I will receive from a kind friend. It does not warrant me dropping something I have made a high priority. I can be gracious and grateful without going off track. 3) This is not my first or last long/stressful day. I can cope using other things besides food (manicure, tea, garbage TV, whatever). That's what I came up with. I'm happy with that for me.
Something else, now that I've seen my own super powers against sweets of all strengths and varieties, I'm ready to step it up. From February forward, I'm cutting fast food. I've still been eating fast food occasionally, trying to make "healthier choices" when I do, but it contains tons of chemicals, sugar, and salt that feed food addiction and make me overeat. Um also, it's really high in calories and bad for me. So it is next to go completely on the clean eating mission.
Chop.
I talked to myself about the cake for a while, and I came down to this conclusion: 1) It's only January, 1/12 of the way through my year-long goal. I am stronger than that. 2) This is not the first or last lovely sweet treat I will receive from a kind friend. It does not warrant me dropping something I have made a high priority. I can be gracious and grateful without going off track. 3) This is not my first or last long/stressful day. I can cope using other things besides food (manicure, tea, garbage TV, whatever). That's what I came up with. I'm happy with that for me.
Something else, now that I've seen my own super powers against sweets of all strengths and varieties, I'm ready to step it up. From February forward, I'm cutting fast food. I've still been eating fast food occasionally, trying to make "healthier choices" when I do, but it contains tons of chemicals, sugar, and salt that feed food addiction and make me overeat. Um also, it's really high in calories and bad for me. So it is next to go completely on the clean eating mission.
Chop.
Tuesday, January 22, 2013
LOOK at what my sweet friend did
My awesome friend Karen at work made this delicious organic veggie soup:
And shared it with me today for lunch! What an angel! Because I am completely out of groceries and would have probably ended up with fast food or some other garbage today for lunch. Yuck. Who knows what I would have stooped to. That's what happens when I leave myself no options. Grocery shopping today! Woohoo! Then chopping, prepping, freezing what I need for the next weeks-worth of meals. :)
But today, I lucked out. Thanks Karen.
But today, I lucked out. Thanks Karen.
Monday, January 21, 2013
I'm starting to actually get EXCITED for my weigh ins each week. Like, it's Monday and I can't wait for Friday because I know I'll have lost weight. It's Monday, and I didn't screw everything up over the weekend. I worked out and I stayed under my calorie goal every day and I'm awesome. Friday, bring it on.
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Trick of the Day
Monday, January 14, 2013
Tuesday, January 8, 2013
another thing...
I didn't workout this morning. I stayed in my lazy lovely bed. I just need to say that, so no one thinks I'm doing everything perfectly, and I don't feel like a lie. Also, all I'll do tonight for a workout is a yoga video and abs, which is something, but not as much as I need/want to do today, and I have my reasons. Just a temporary feminine physical limitation for today. Anyway, I'm still going to do something, and make sure my diet stays tight today. Diet in the sense of that is what the things you eat are called, not in the sense that I am on a diet. For I am NOT. I eat healthily and consistently the best that I can, and evolve as I learn new things about my body. Forever and ever amen.
On a Roll
Look what I made for myself today. Because I'm fancy.
I deserve to enjoy lunchtime daggummit. And for 230 calories, I deserve a pat on the back too!
Monday, January 7, 2013
Lunch time on a Dime
I didn't take a picture, so this is now officially boring I guess, but I still want to talk about my lunch. I am proud of it for being healthy, simple, cheap, and resembling-cooking.
I just a baked sweet potato, topped with lean ham slices and Weight Watchers string cheese, all melty on top. Oh and edamame on the side. Random things I had around and grabbed at the last minute. But delicious! And filling! And full of protein and fiber! And only 430 calories! I am proud.
Yes, ideally I plan my meals better. Yes, ideally I shop often and have yummy things in my pantry and fridge and work fridge and desk snack drawer. But when I'm left with the odds and ends, I'm happy to say I came up with something that worked out great. And I didn't drive to Subway in a pinch. That is all I have to say about that.
I just a baked sweet potato, topped with lean ham slices and Weight Watchers string cheese, all melty on top. Oh and edamame on the side. Random things I had around and grabbed at the last minute. But delicious! And filling! And full of protein and fiber! And only 430 calories! I am proud.
Yes, ideally I plan my meals better. Yes, ideally I shop often and have yummy things in my pantry and fridge and work fridge and desk snack drawer. But when I'm left with the odds and ends, I'm happy to say I came up with something that worked out great. And I didn't drive to Subway in a pinch. That is all I have to say about that.
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