On the Sparkpeople website on a message board today I saw this quote in someone's signature "If hunger isn't the problem then food is not the answer". How often do I use food to solve my problems? Or no food? I use having to run errands as an excuse to eat junk. I actually think to myself "well I have to go all the way into town and I can pick up some Taco Bell before I go shopping". As if Taco Bell is good, or good for you, or a reason to go to town. I am so tempted by crap food it sickens me. Yesterday - as I was heading into town to go to the emergency room (cat bit me, swollen infected finger, needed antibiotics) I stopped at the gas station to "get a snack for the boys" and grabbed discounted Valentine's Day candy - chocolate covered cookie dough bites. Pure sugar and fat with no redeeming qualities.
Food is not the answer. I need to find what is.
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Friday, February 25, 2011
Tuesday, February 8, 2011
Day 23 with a karmic booty kick!
So 2 days in a row I have been late to my student teaching job. The first 2 days of my student teaching. Why have I been late? Because I keep getting stuck in the snow in my driveway. Since my driveway is all dirt and gravel we generally don't shovel. My superb winter tires on my Ford Taurus can usually just power right through the snow - however with all the freeze and melt I keep spinning out on the ice/refreeze/runoff and slid into the dirt embankments.
This morning's adventures I feel was karmic payback for ignoring my alarm and sleeping an extra hour instead of getting in an extra workout this morning. I will not being doing that again! Instead of getting in extra cardio this morning I got to spend an hour shoveling the ice and hard packed snow out of my driveway with a garden shovel. In sneakers. And slacks. And a dress shirt. With the boys in the car. Okay actually I took the boys back inside and put on a movie for them as soon as I called AAA, but still. It was not fun and for the rest of the day my feet were cold, my booty was super sore, and my slacks were wet.
I wanted to talk myself out of my workout tonight, but as I was changing into workout gear after work I noticed that I could feel the muscles and bones in my back and hips much easier than before. My hips still have a few layers on fat on top of them, but the curve from my waist to my hips feels slimmer and smoother than it did just a few weeks ago.
I wanted to ignore my workout tonight, but then I thought of the people who have told me - through the blog, or email, or Facebook or in person - how proud they are, how I am motivating or inspiring them. I thought of how proud I am of myself. I did not want to disappoint us.
I wanted to sit on my couch and eat giant greasy dripping steak subs on a squishy soft white sub roll, but then I thought about how I am trying to get rid of my "white food" cravings and addictions (white rice, white flour, white sugar - even though I am Irish to the bone I have never been a fan of white potatoes :)) and bought high fiber whole wheat pita pockets and lean steak for a sandwich. I grilled the steak with baby spinach and a drizzle of soy sauce and added half a slice of cheese, and stuffed it into the pitas. I grabbed 3 wilted stalks of celery (I didn't want chips, but did want some crunch) and had a satisfying and filling dinner.
I vowed that no one will recognize me a year from now - I am starting not to recognize myself now. And I couldn't be happier with this new person.
This morning's adventures I feel was karmic payback for ignoring my alarm and sleeping an extra hour instead of getting in an extra workout this morning. I will not being doing that again! Instead of getting in extra cardio this morning I got to spend an hour shoveling the ice and hard packed snow out of my driveway with a garden shovel. In sneakers. And slacks. And a dress shirt. With the boys in the car. Okay actually I took the boys back inside and put on a movie for them as soon as I called AAA, but still. It was not fun and for the rest of the day my feet were cold, my booty was super sore, and my slacks were wet.
I wanted to talk myself out of my workout tonight, but as I was changing into workout gear after work I noticed that I could feel the muscles and bones in my back and hips much easier than before. My hips still have a few layers on fat on top of them, but the curve from my waist to my hips feels slimmer and smoother than it did just a few weeks ago.
I wanted to ignore my workout tonight, but then I thought of the people who have told me - through the blog, or email, or Facebook or in person - how proud they are, how I am motivating or inspiring them. I thought of how proud I am of myself. I did not want to disappoint us.
I wanted to sit on my couch and eat giant greasy dripping steak subs on a squishy soft white sub roll, but then I thought about how I am trying to get rid of my "white food" cravings and addictions (white rice, white flour, white sugar - even though I am Irish to the bone I have never been a fan of white potatoes :)) and bought high fiber whole wheat pita pockets and lean steak for a sandwich. I grilled the steak with baby spinach and a drizzle of soy sauce and added half a slice of cheese, and stuffed it into the pitas. I grabbed 3 wilted stalks of celery (I didn't want chips, but did want some crunch) and had a satisfying and filling dinner.
I vowed that no one will recognize me a year from now - I am starting not to recognize myself now. And I couldn't be happier with this new person.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Paying for Cheese Puffs
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TurboFire Fire 45EZ Class
This morning I am paying for the cheese puffs I ate last night. Not financially - although really the cost of junk food overall is ridiculous. Especially when you consider how cheap junk food is next to real food. No I am paying for those cheese puffs with a lack of energy or drive to workout this morning and with a 1lb increase on the scale. I did not eat enough cheese puffs (or anything else) to have actually gained a pound overnight, but the cheese puffs and other snacks (I will not bore you with a bite for bite account) that I ate yesterday contained so much sodium that I am retaining the little bit of water that I drank. That was the other price. Instead of drinking nearly a gallon of water like I did all weekend, I barely had 6 glasses. Not nearly enough. Even 8 doesn't feel like enough to me. I never feel hydrated with less than 3 liters (about 12 cups) of water. I need to get a new reusable re-fillable water bottle to keep my water up. The puppies have chewed up my old ones.
I still need to do my TurboFire workout and get started on tomorrow's homework.
TurboFire Fire 45EZ Class
This morning I am paying for the cheese puffs I ate last night. Not financially - although really the cost of junk food overall is ridiculous. Especially when you consider how cheap junk food is next to real food. No I am paying for those cheese puffs with a lack of energy or drive to workout this morning and with a 1lb increase on the scale. I did not eat enough cheese puffs (or anything else) to have actually gained a pound overnight, but the cheese puffs and other snacks (I will not bore you with a bite for bite account) that I ate yesterday contained so much sodium that I am retaining the little bit of water that I drank. That was the other price. Instead of drinking nearly a gallon of water like I did all weekend, I barely had 6 glasses. Not nearly enough. Even 8 doesn't feel like enough to me. I never feel hydrated with less than 3 liters (about 12 cups) of water. I need to get a new reusable re-fillable water bottle to keep my water up. The puppies have chewed up my old ones.
I still need to do my TurboFire workout and get started on tomorrow's homework.
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