Keepin' It Real - Food/Weight Log

3/16/09

Weight: 147

Breakfast: Coffee with powdered cream and sugar, string cheese (I was up late, and didn’t have milk for cereal, so I grabbed and went. For shame.)

Snack: Did not get hungry, so waited for lunch.

Lunch: Bowl of chili with 4 small wheat crackers and cheese. 1 Now and Later and 2 pieces of horehound candy.

Snack: Banana

Dinner: Small bowl of beans with beef, 1 piece of irish soda bread, 2 marshmallow peeps.

Exercise: 30 minutes in the evening on Wii Fit, 30 minutes of gardening (I feel like I should put exercise in scare quotes on this one... Didn't feel much like exercise)

Water: 1 glass small at work, 1 large glass at home - Deficiency of at least 4 glasses

I'm back. Again.

It’s commitment time.

I’m feeling as huge as a house lately, because I’m not getting exercise or eating within the parameters of someone my size. Therefore, I have gained weight. Not a ton, but at least 5 pounds. Just enough to make all my jeans super tight, and my self esteem hit the bottom floor.

So it’s time to get serious.

Before the wedding, I developed some very respectable eating habits. I wasn’t dieting like crazy but I kept a few rules:

• No cream sauces. Therefore, no cream soups. I didn’t even keep cream in the fridge at home, so as not to tempt myself.
• Eat 5 times a day – Breakfast, mid-morning snack, lunch, mid-afternoon snack, and dinner. No more, no less.
• Make good choices at lunch – tomato-based soups, salads with no pasta or mayo-based mixtures (chicken or tuna salad, e.g.), and fish were always allowed.
• Whatever we have for dinner, have less of it than I really want. I’ll still be full, but I won’t be bursting, as I am most of the nights after dinner.
• Eating out is a privilege I reserve for other people paying – i.e. unless we’re invited by Greg’s or my parents, we don’t go to restaurants. Well, maybe once every two weeks.
• Pizza is off the table. We’ve had two pizzas in the last week and a half. This is bad news for my body.

So starting today, I make those good choices again. Starting today, starting this very minute, I will be eating better. I’m going to cut down on the pastas and rices and breads. I’ll have extra helpings of the veggies, and do my best to make fresh foods. I’ll make good choices and stop with the desserts (which have become daily and overwhelming).

Then there’s the exercising. For the past three weeks, I’ve been awful about it. So it’s time to make some commitments there, too.

1. Two nights a week, I will go to the gym and work up a good sweat. Running, step classes, body pump and serious power-walking all apply. Elliptical machines do not (I let myself slack too much on them.)
2. I have two pilates DVDs and Wii Fit now. I have no reason not to get up in the mornings and do a mini-workout. (Other than my extreme desire to sleep in.) I have to start getting up.
3. There are opportunities throughout my day to get in a little bit of exercise. Pushups against the bathroom sink at work, a walk with Tonks in the evening before or after dinner, squats or lunges while I read for class – I need to use these to their full advantage. They really make all the difference.

Oh, and I also need to use this blog the way I intended to at the beginning. To post weekly. To make goals. To really pressure myself into doing better. That’s another one I gotta work on.

So here we go, the goals for this week, Monday through Sunday:

1. Get in a real weekend workout. Really.
2. Get up early two mornings this week and either do Wii Fit Yoga or Pilates.
3. Make good choices 4 of the 5 lunches at work this week.
4. Record my meals – not necessarily the calories – and the portions I eat. Decide later whether to post these online.

Wish me luck!

Healthy Living and Money

In theory, healthy eating is so easy. I know what’s healthy. I know what’s not. Cottage Cheese – great. Cream Cheese – not great. All-white chicken breast without the skin – great. Corned Beef with all the fat – not so good.

When I walk through the lunch line, my eyes flip over things and I see exactly what I should be eating. A small bowl of chili with beans, non-fat yogurt and a piece of fruit. Talapia with a green chili salsa, steamed vegetables and a side salad. But what ends up on my plate? Beef stew in a bread bowl. Pizza. Cheesy, creamy soups and anything with a layer of fat floating on top.

If I were rich, eating healthy would be easy. A cinch. Some days it’s just so hard to get boring fish for $5, when you know that a baked potato with everything is only 85 cents. If I were rich, however, that wouldn’t matter. I’d eat it contentedly. Without complaint. Because I like the way the fish tastes, just not when I know it is $4 more than I’d like to spend.

In fact, fitness altogether would be simpler if I were rich. I’d have a part time job, and make sure I got in exercise each day during the hours I would normally be working a full-time job. I could buy fitness equipment for my home, including a treadmill and a Pilates machine-thingy. I could hire a personal trainer who would then come to my home and ensure I’m actually using the equipment and getting the exercise every day. And forget just buying the food, I’d hire a chef to prepare my meals for me and bring them to my home, so that they would require only minimal preparation.

Yes, if I were rich, I’d probably have an easier time being fit. But what’s the joy in having no challenge?