Monday, January 21, 2008

Stats after the road trip

So I weighed 241 this morning. Not so bad, considering I just had two weeks of arby's and tastykakes. OOoh, living on the east coast is totally worth it just for the tastykakes alone.

I've been thinking about how much I associate vacations, travel, home, etc., with food. When I first took my now-hubby back to my hometown, it seems like all I wanted to do was eat with him. I wanted to take him to the original Auntie Anne's pretzel place because I went to school with Auntie Anne's daughter. I wanted to go to the pizza place that serves spaghetti pizza. I wanted to go to Sheetz every morning for one of their fresh-baked cinnamon rolls. I wanted to get tastykakes. When we went to philadelphia I wanted to eat a big cheesesteak with him. I wanted to eat eat eat eat eat. He doesn't even like to eat that much.

It's like that when I go to London, too. I need a pret a manger sandwich. I need a cafe nero hot chocolate. I need pizza express. I need a fruit trifle. I need mueller rice pudding. I need to eat eat eat.

Why? Why is a visit somewhere not complete without stuffing my face? Do I really associate food that closely with the places I love?

Food should definitely be an enjoyable part of travel - trying new things, remembering favorite meals of childhood, etc - but to the extent that I do it??

So anyway, that's what I'm thinking about.

My stats for the day were:

Breakfast:
Cereal
Apple

Snack:
kashi fiber cookie

Lunch:
2 slices leftover pizza (cheese and pineapple)
2 cinnamon breadsticks
a couple pieces of chocolate

Dinner:
brown rice and carribbean style beans
squash with butter
ice cream (a small amount)

later:
2 lindor truffles

Sunday, January 20, 2008

Why is it so hard to eat right when you're traveling?

What is it about travel that has all your good intentions go right out the window (and flop around on I-40 until a truck runs over it).

So we've been on a road trip, a work trip, a funeral trip, a "everything piled on at once" 12 day epic journey, six of which were spent driving 900 miles a day.

I started out with the best of intentions. I ate salads at every travel center fast food place we stopped. I got the light dressing. I drank water.

But somewhere around Alabama my resolve went out the window. I was on a road trip, dammit. That means I can eat an Arby's roast beef sandwich with my salad if I want to.

So now we're home and trying to settle back into normal life. I'm scared to weigh myself. But I guess I'll have to.

Tomorrow.

One small good thing is that I went grocery shopping today, our first day home, and I bought loads of veggies again. And I chopped them up again. I'm so proud of me. The fridge is filled with lots of lovely appetizing veggies all conveniently washed and chopped and ready to eat.

I'm gonna do this thing, dangit.

Friday, January 4, 2008

I go through the mcdonald's drive through and don't order fries!

Small victory for the day - i go to mcdonald's and order a salad, small fruit and yogurt parfait, and diet coke. And get outta there with no fries! GO ME! I well and truly rock.

Anyway, the scale said something more normal this morning - 243. I guess maybe it was in a weird place on the rug or something? Who knows. All you can do is do what you do.

So I've been watching what I've been eating for just over a week now. And I've gotten pretty good about not noshing on chocolate randomly, etc. In fact, this afternoon I bought my hubby a bag of small snicker's bars, and just ate one. Could it be that someday I'll get over Chocolate?

I read a lot of stuff about Carnie Wilson today. I know, she had surgery, but she was my age now when she had it and started to get in shape. And she looked HOT afterwards. So I am hoping that in a year or two, I will look that hot.

It seems so far from now, but it's been 10 years of plumpyness, and it beats getting fatter. And, really, a year goes by so quickly now that I'm in my 30's...

So, the stats for today:

7am:
3 multigrain waffles with a little bitsy bit of butter and lite syrup

noon:
leftover chili over whole wheat spaghetti (interesting taste!)
small brownie with ice cream

3pm:
the Mcdonald's drivethrough -
salad
small fruit and yogurt parfait
diet coke

5pm:
one mini-snickers bar

7pm:
Date Night Pizza Time:
3 slices, but with light cheese and extra sauce

Thursday, January 3, 2008

Scales are evil, and I resist the temptation of too many brownies

Thought number 1: Scales are inherently evil. I stepped on J's grandma's scale this morning and it reads 247 when I'm buck naked. How can it be that my dr. office scale just last week said 244 WITH clothes AND shoes? I'm trying not to think about it. Whatever. I'll just measure it from that. But good lord - 247? God, it's good I caught it in time.

Thought number 2: Tonight I baked brownies. I had one for dessert, with a small (read, regular portion, I guess) amount of ice cream. Later I got in the pan to get one for J. I almost ate a chunk of his crumbs, and took a bite from his fork. But I resisted! I DO have the POWER! I so totally ROCK!

So here are the stats for the day:

7am:
half a bagel with butter
hot chocolate

10am:
apple
PB&J uncrustable (ooh, I do love that peanut-buttery gooieness)

2pm: Ell Pollo Loco
BRC burrito
side garden salad (no dressing. I do indeed rock.)
1 churro (they come in a pack of 2, but I bravely give one away to J)

5pm: I'm sure I noshed on a piece of chocolate here and there, but not more than 3 hershey kisses.

7pm:
Turkey and veggie chili leftovers on a baked potato
brownie with ice cream

I'm supposed to be hungry...

It's my new mantra...
It's a diet.
I'm supposed to be hungry.
I'm supposed to be hungry.
I'm supposed to be hungry.

I don't need a chocolate bar.
I need to fit into cool clothes and stop being fat.

I'm supposed to be hungry.
That means it's working.

I'm supposed to be hungry.

Wednesday, January 2, 2008

Goddammit I'm hungry

I think I'll do jumping jacks. Or maybe take a shower. Or look at the website for The Limited, where I haven't been able to shop since I was 20. Oh, to be a size 12 again. I am holding on to all the great clothes I'll be able to buy once I'm not fat anymore. I'll be a fashionista. AND the clothes I'll be able to wear again that have been living in my parents' basement. All those cool clothes from the summer I worked at the Gap. I don't care if they're not in fashion anymore. I'll wear them anyway. And SHORTS! I haven't worn shorts in 10 years.

Anyway, I keep telling myself I'm supposed to be hungry. I'm on a diet. I've been used to eating thousands of extra calories a day. I'm SUPPOSED to be hungry now. I need to retrain my body so that it doesn't expect 3000 calories a day. It won't last forever. If I can get through the first two or three weeks, it'll be ok. I'll get used to eating 1500-1800 calories a day, that'll be normal, and I won't feel so hungry anymore.

So here's the rundown for the day:

8am
Cereal
1 small chocolate chip cookie (so sue me)

1pm
brown rice with red beans
grilled fish
breaded corn fritter thingys (4)

4pm
10 mint M&M's
2 clementine oranges

6:30
chili (no rice, thank you very much, but did add some shredded cheese)

8:30
2 clementine oranges

Tuesday, January 1, 2008

New Year's Day

We got a scale today from J's grandma's house. She died last Thursday, and she was really quite large. I'm kind of thinking that I'm going to draw on her for inspiration now that she has shed her worldly body, so I decided that I would use her worldly scale, which isn't some fancy-dancy body-composition computer.

So, the stats for the day:

Breakfast:
Cereal
Apple

Lunch:
Cesar Salad with Chicken and light dressing
Small side of potato salad
2 small pieces of chocolate

Snack:
Noshed on some micky d's fries while at J's grandma's house. Bad Heather.

Dinner:
Grilled tilapia
Rice
Side of veggies
Side of cole slaw
2 slices of garlic bread (uh-oh)

Evening pickings:
hot chocolate (I was freezing and everything else hot I have has caffeine)
part of a hollow chocolate santa clause (I have no excuse for that)

All in all, it wasn't so bad. Not amazingly good, but I did eat a lot of veggies, and that's a good thing.

No workout today. We were really busy and tired all day.

Reward System

Ok, so I've decided that I need to come up with some concrete rewards for myself as I lose weight. This will also fall in line with my other resolution of not spending so much dang money on junk I never use. So here is the system I am devising:

Current weight: 244

234 (end of January): BareEscentuals makeup kit

224 (mid-March): Nintendo Wii and the boxing game for it
(I have a doctor appointment on March 20 - would like to be 224 by then)

210 (beginning of May): shoe shopping in NYC - we are going for my birthday for a long weekend

200 (mid-June): new summer clothes

190 (end of August): Spa day and day of beauty

...and that's all I'm going to do for now - I think it's doable - I'm looking at about a pound and a half per week. It's a stretch, but we'll see how it goes - it's something to shoot for.