Tuesday, July 22, 2008

Super Quick Post

What's my Monday weight? No idea. The scale is packed away and I won't see it again until after the first of August. 

What's my plan? To eat whatever I have left in the fridge and pantry, to avoid buying more food that I have to pack up and carry with me. (Luckily for me, I have lots of fruits and veggies left... those Rubbermaid produce savers are amazing). 

When will I blog again? Seriously, no idea. I'm still training the new girl at work, and packing and priming my old apartment. 

And for those of you that are curious, I'll be driving away August 1st to Oxford, MS (from Augusta, GA) to go to grad school. I need good thoughts, people, and lots of them. :o)

Monday, July 14, 2008

All Work and No Play Makes a Grumpy Dieter.

Not that this feels like a diet right now, no way, nuh-uh. 

Remember how I said last week that if I'm not blogging, I'm probably making big unhealthy mistakes? Well, that's not entirely true. It could also mean that I'm too ridiculously busy to even think about blogging. I'm leaving my job on the 25th so I can move to Mississippi, so I've been going through resume after resume, conducting interview after interview, and coordinating schedule after schedule trying to get a replacement in. I started training today, so now things will hopefully be a bit more settled. 

I actually did pretty well on the food front. I didn't have time (or the at-home internet connection) to log all the food I ate, but I think I did fairly well making good, healthy and wholesome choices. I didn't have much exercise time in, but I'm going to pretend that staying at a part time job (9 am - 2 pm) till well after 5 or 6 pm every night counts. 

Explain something to me: I've been weighing myself every day, just to see where I'm missing it. For the largest part of the week, I've been hanging right around 200, just up and down a few tenths of a pound each day. Why, WHY does the scale decide, on Sunday morning, that it's going to suddenly blossom from 200.x to 202.8? It's like it knows when Monday is coming. It's trying to kill me, slowly, by mental torment, I just know it. I didn't eat anything disgusting on Saturday. I even spent almost all of Saturday in activity--packing for my move (and lifting and storing and cleaning and packing again!). That's such a random jump for one day's worth of normal eating and activity. I can't for the life of me figure it out. I'm going to blame it on the scale. It was obviously disturbed by the amount of cardboard filling my house. 

The official, Monday-morning weigh-in was 202.4. 

Monday, July 7, 2008

5 Things

5 Things About Me That Affect My Health:

1. I do not handle stress well. (i.e. I use food to calm me down and make me feel good.)
2. If I do not have a plan for every meal, I will not make good spontaneous decisions.
3. If I mess up early in the week, I will most likely bollox up everything else until the new week starts.
4. I celebrate with food.
5. I rely on others to help me make good decisions, and if I am not blogging or talking to those close to me about decisions concerning my health, I am digging myself into a pit of mistakes.

Let's sum it up:
Stress - Plan - Candid Support --> Stress^2 + Bad Decisions = a 1.8 lb gain + a whole lotta regret + Jabba the Hut-like grodiness.

I'm slowly beginning to realize that I can't treat this as a race, a marathon, or even a competition against myself. I'm in this for my health, for my life, for my happiness. (And I am beyond sick of seeing giant 200's on the scale. Why did I buy a scale with such a large display?)

Tuesday, July 1, 2008


I need to walk around with bright yellow CAUTION! tape stapled to my ass, cause lately, I've been a bitch. Not the good kind.

In short, I'm busy taking on the world one long distance phone call at a time, and I need a break. From life. Not from being healthy. But someone might consider not-so-gently reminding me that making blondies and eating fast food is *not* a good way to cope with stress. If I eat one more thing that's not healthy, I'm seriously going to audition for the next Star Wars movie. I'd be great playing this guy:

I weighed in yesterday at 200.6, after being at 199.4 the day before. Go figure.