Saturday, December 22, 2012

Week 3 is good, eating off plan, and shin splints UGH

Just when I thought I might have to skip Week 3 for loss and jump to Week 4, this Week 3 was pretty good. I think I only have 2 days in, the third will be Sunday. But it wasn't as terrible after I had resigned myself to give up and attempt Week 4, that is before I actually looked at Week 4.

Week 4 has some 5 minute runs.

Lets go back to this week. The last few weeks have had no knee pain, but the interior front part of my shin (is the shin in front only?) is bothering me. Before it was just a thing you kinda notice. But this week it started while I was running and then for a bit afterward. Today, it was really hurting. I was able to run through it, maybe a 3 on the pain scale, no more than a 5. Thank goodness for the Wong Baker Faces Pain Scale. As I write this, they still kind of hurt. This is clearly getting serious.

Before I move on to the shins, I want to mention my killer cramp. I am always getting a cramp on my right side. I thought it was from eating or my coffee some mornings, but that's my liver, the stomach is on the other side. Apparently this is extremely common, at least for military PTers. And it's a side stitch. I need to do a bit more side stretches and really avoid eating or drinking. (see the link)

How to Avoid Stomach Cramps When Running

On to the shins. It could be anything from weak muscles to strong muscles. Correct me if you know something my Google search did not pull up, please! It's not my shoes, because those are brand new, well, they do not have 300-500 miles (!?) on them. I am lucky if I am pushing 50 miles at this point, over the course of a few months. My "run" is maybe 1.5 miles, which includes all my walking, warm up, and cool down time.

As for exercises, I already do the toe raises. I did find one that says to put toes together and heals out and do the raises. I will add that and see.

If minimal, shin splints are inflammation of connective tissue, which is what I thought when I felt it. Actually it felt like something was being slowly ripped from the bone. I guess it's all the same. Inflammation of the sinuses is pressure, in the airways is labored breathing (think of asthma, one type, anyway).

Causes: either 1) too much heal strike -Which I don't do now after my knee problems, I am trying to strike on my middle to front while visualizing a full distribution of weight on my foot and spreading my toes- or 2) overuse from push off with toes. (see link)

The Whole Story on Shin Splints

Guess it's No. 2.  The article also says treadmill use. Apparently I need to put the mirror next to me to make sure I am striking under my body or just behind it.

I am not running too much with no space to rebuild. I learned that the hard way the first few weeks and with my kneed problems. Not to mention I am battling laziness. I am lucky if I get 3 days in a "week." Guess I need to call my running buddy and ask for advice. Good thing she is a nurse, and my diet coach ;-)

Let's not talk about food. I underestimated the time I needed to reorder and I ran out of my diet food. Literally. Usually I have a week or two left over, just in case! I was debating going off it for a while to see, as you have previously read. But instead of loading up on groceries and stocking up on stuff to eat instead of the MF food, I was going to wait for DH to come home so I am not loaded down with food for him that might not get eaten and will therefore call to me.

What I did not foresee was my jump from healthy house food- I totally skipped healthier take out all together- to nasty fast food. I had a coupon, I decided to use it. I got something else there because I was STARVING and I did not want soda at breakfast. A bad time all around. I ate it and it was disgusting. I was so mad. I went through all my food coupons and through them right away! Now, by disgusting I mean that it was fine, how it should taste, but not what I wanted, not healthy, and not.... me.

I am proud of myself for that, for the not liking it part. But it's still a low point. I should have just spent the money and gone shopping alone instead of waiting to spend time with my husband an making better choices through peer pressure. Not that all of his choices are good, but it's still more helpful when someone is there to say," do you really need to be eating that? Don't sabotage all your hard work...."

And hard it is. I had planned to get on the treadmill (now that its getting to the 20's at night!) to walk every day I am not running. But on my non run days, I could be running-back to not having a schedule-and so I talk myself out of it because I don't want to run. Or I am hungry. Needless to say, I only got on the treadmill once to walk. I may have written about that. My body was so jonesing to run. I actually had to keep from saying, just one minute won't hurt... Yay, I am turning into a real runner.

Of course, I did see a post from a real runner, a friend on facebook, that he ran 20 miles today. Makes me sick. Haha, not really. But I do have along way to go. As I was stretching after my run, I looked down and noticed some skin and fat rolled over my ankles. Now, I have nice ankles, I always did. I used to hate how large my calves where, I didn't care that it was muscle. It just wasn't feminine, sexy enough. But the fact that the calves tapered to a nice, smaller ankle was redeeming, in the least. I really hadn't thought of it in that light until a gym class in high school. We were all nitpicking our bodies and to my calve complaint a very sweet girl replied, "at least you have ankles. I am skinny but I have cankles. There is just no shape. That is embarrassing." And she was right, they were what we would call canckles, but without the fat body to go with it. I never thought badly about my ankles after that. A few years ago I even accepted my calves.

Now they are kickass! Literally, since something is going on with my shins now....

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Walking the Las Vegas Strip and Skinny Feet

Monday I ran. Then went to yoga. We had a sub, which I knew we would. It started out pretty minimal but by the end my legs were killing me. Our focus was on the Warrior poses, which need strong thighs. I should have taken a bath or jumped in a friend's hot tub. Bad, bad idea to run first. The entire time (which was not boring at all!) I kept thinking, sink deeper, don't run before yoga, sink deeper, don't run before yoga...

I made a delicious, absolutely delicious vegetable soup. Sauteed about 4 chopped green onions, 1 green peppers and about 10 fresh mushrooms in olive oil. Then added in 4 chopped zucchini. I put about a cup of water to help it boil down so I didn't have to stir it. By the time I checked it was a mush close to burning, but I bet that was the secret. I filled the pot up with water and add the chicken bullion and some garlic powder. That was it. After it cooked for a bit I threw in half a head of cabbage, shredded. I figured with minimal spice it would be blah, has in the past. Man, it was to die for.  I literally had to go to bed so I couldn't eat any more. 

Tuesday morning, the walk from my car to my office, about 100 meters, was torture. My leg muscles were killing me. I could even feel the "inner thigh" part. So, awesome yoga, really got the work out I needed, but I was dreading later tonight and the walking of.... dun, dun, dun, The Strip.
A friend from college came to town for a conference and we decided to get together on Tuesday. She wanted to try a buffet that had vegetarian options and didn't care about the price. I tried to dissuade her, noting that I had a car and could drive us anywhere. More for the cost, she had just spent a hot $20 for a salad because the buffet she had tried had minimal options for her. But also because I am not buffet starving lately. I am doing really good staying on track and not over eating.

So we walk the mile from her hotel to the location of the buffet. We tried the Wooden Spoon at the Cosmopolitan. I was very impressed. I was able to get my fill and not eat my usual of rice, beans, or breaded things. I did try the duck confit ravioli, two in a white cream sauce. I was actually walking right past the pasta section and headed for something green when I overheard two skinnies talking about how "they only have one duck confit left, we can come back later so we can both get one..." So I politely checked out the spaghetti and sauce and snagged it as soon as they walked away.

This was partially buffet mentality, one left! But more because I recognize duck confit from my travel and food shows. Had one of them taken it I would not have gone back for it. As a matter of fact, I ate one whole ravioli, the pasta was very nice, and took the stuffing out of the other. The sauce was good but I did not sop it up. Go me!

This was a small buffet by buffet standards here. I could actually find my seat again. I would definitely go back. The cheese selection was wonderful, I found kale salad, they had a huge bowl of giant crab legs that no one noticed, it was conveniently at the far wall. Had I not been with a friend and planning on going out on the town, I would have skipped everything else and mowed on that alone-politely taking only a few and returning. I hate people who take them all and leave nothing for anyone else. HATE is the word.

For additional food examples, they had wild boar sliders, leg of lamb-which was delic, just missing mint jelly-and a good bit else I cannot remember. Looking at what to me is high ticket items, I can see why the buffet was the price it was. But there was fancy silverware, good heft to it, and the server poured our water out of a fancy bottle on the table. The ambiance was really amazing. There was none of the rush around, feed your face, pressure to leave your table for the next group, feeling.

I did indulge in some desserts. What I liked was they were in tiny portions. And I used the Two Bite Rule. It felt like such a waste, but you only need two bites to get the full flavor and texture. So I sampled a few and left them. All delicious.

Now that I think of it, I tried a fancy mushroom risotto. That was very yum. But again, two bites. I tried a ... kidney shepards pie, scrapped off the potatoes- not bad, but still tasted like offal, so maybe I should have had a bite of the mashed potatoes- and liver. Bleh. I am going to keep trying liver until I find a way I like it. I think elk was also somewhere but I didn't try it. So again, the price to make these, and the presentation of the food, was amazing, and worth the money to try it. In my opinion.

After about 5 hours of chitchatting while eating and closing the restaurant, we walked the rest of the strip and checked out the insides of some of the casinos and hotels. We took the monorail as far as it would go. I could have walked but by that point I could feel a blister building somewhere near the ball of my food. A sock must have bunched in my sneakers. Yes, I wore sneakers, slightly more fashionable than running, but better for walking than heals or some such ridiculousness. I wanted to check out the Air Bar at the Stratosphere, but was worried they might turn away my jeans. We never made it that far, so it didn't matter.

I think I walked at least 2 miles that night. I was exhausted when I got home and Wednesday my legs were really killing me. My foot still hurt but no blister, at least not one which erupted. As soon as I felt it while walking the night before I was afraid for my Couch 2 5K. I didn't want another set back, and the bottom of my foot is not something I could run through.

I was not feeling the run on Wednesday so I pushed it off to today. I have lunch plans so pushed it off until later. Now its noon and I am starving and haven't heard back for the lunch plans. So maybe I should have just ran this morning and got it out of the way. This week only gives me 2 days instead of three to run. I guess as long as I do it my Week doesn't have to start on Monday.

I was starving when I got home yesterday. I had the soup, still delicious, and had bought some smoked tofu to try as my protein. Not bad. I cut a third of it as the portion size and then I thought to check my diet food chart. The whole package was 7.5 oz, into thirds. I need 15 oz of tofu protein for my daily lean and green. Crap! So I got to eat it ALL. It was like cheating, but not. I didn't add any other protein but I was able to get all my MF meals in so I wasn't too low for the day.

Trying to figure out what to wear today, I tried on a hand me down dress from a friend that I got years ago. I always had to squeeze into it, never actually got any farther than the bedroom. It was not stretchy at all. I saw it on the hanger and figured, Why not? Fit beautifully. Not too tight, loose enough for me to let my belly hang out. Wicked! Before it was like pigs in a blanket, now its loose so I can hide my hips without a girdle or stockings.

Actually I didn't gain a pound from the buffet, not one! I bet it was all that walking. 

I decided jeans and T depending on what we were doing. After a convo with a friend about unused dresses and shoes, I decided to throw on my go-to shoes. I love them, so comfy and fit me perfectly. My feet are too skinny. I walked right out of them. Such a sad non-scale victory. I am glad, don't get me wrong, but I did not get my wear out of them. And they fit perfect. It is so hard to find comfy, stylish, heals.

Actually, I just wore these our for our anniversary in October. So in one month I lost enough size in my feet that they do not fit. It is a bit cold in the house whereas before it was sweat drippingly hot. That may have something to do with it. But a sad day. Guess I have to go shoe shopping!

Monday, December 3, 2012

Measurements and MF TSFL support

Week 3 Take 2 finished today, in Take 3. But oh well. It was slightly easier. I really need to walk on the treadmill on off days to stay on schedule. This weekend pushed off Day 3 because I was hanging out with friends. Yay! I really tried to get it in yesterday but dinner was rushed and I was exhausted when I got home at 8 pm. I did, however, hang out in my workout gear all day trying to get to that end of the house.

Today was slightly easier, like 0.01. Still in my head, my body was a bit better with the run. My breathing is shallow but more even.

Someone I know here and through a facebook page posted looking for TSFL support. Knowing that that means my MF diet I private messaged her to say I am also on it. She asked if we could communicate and meet up to form a support network. I was touched and so much more motivated now that I am a sort of mentor. I offered with one woman stationed overseas, but she was lax in returning my emails even though she was the one to request. That is how it goes.

Back to this new chick, she has a coach but has not tapped into the resources available so I will try to mention that slowly in case she is interested. My sister did the diet plan and also had no idea, which is such a same. I found so much support through their various channels, and even made some friends across the country and around the world. Chat room, blog for only MF members, areas to log meals, calories, measurements, scale readings, graphs and reports for easy tracking, a profile to make personal and post pictures, and a message board to connect through, among others. I have been really lax in using it all which I am sure is why my weight loss has also become lax.

I should place another order but I want to wait until after the holidays. I am doing pretty good right now maintaining, and even losing while on a maintenance plan as opposed to the weight loss. Self determined and administered, I should say. 

So anyway, I decided to log into the website to familiarize myself with it in case this chick has questions.  I logged my weight this morning and my measurement, which I haven't done in well over a year.  Today minus in inches: Arm -1.5, Chest -2, Waist -4.5, Hip -6, Thigh -2.5.

For a cumulative total of Arm -2.5, Chest -4, Waist -6.5, Hip -9, Thigh -3. Not bad at all. I think I like these numbers better than the stupid scale.

 Arm -1.5, Chest -2, Waist -4.5, Hip -6, Thigh -2.5.
 Arm -2.5, Chest -4, Waist -6.5, Hip -9, Thigh -3.0

I think my plan for tonight is to eat some of my homemade veggie soup with tofu as protein. "Veggies" include green onion, mushroom, green pepper, zucchini, and cabbage. I put that in quotation marks as we all know mushrooms are a fungi. Then its off to yoga.

I need to swear off facebook for a while. My reading and movie watching, not to mention my two other blogs, are far behind where I would like them to be. I am staying up to all hours of the night which throws off my sleep and the rest of the day. So I am not surprised this past week was a bit of a drag.

Interestingly, I am reading through an old Science Illustrated magazine and found an article that details experiment data showing better cognitive function in adults and children who are more active than those in the control group. No wonder I am doing so well on my "Hardest" Sudoku puzzles. At least better than I was!

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Droppin' Lbs's like its HOT

180.2 Woohoo. And that was after lunch out with the girls yesterday. I know, I know. It might jump up tomorrow, or even after I eat breakfast and have my coffee. But I just had a feeling, a skinny feeling.

After lunch yesterday, a friend and I went shopping. I had about 5 places on my list to hit and we made it to one and an extra because it was right next door. I need some new button down business casual shirts and at least one pair of jeans because one pair I own is just huge one me. Belt and all. The others are also showing signs of serious bagginess.

We went to Old Navy first. I have shopped there for years, even at my more healthy weights, because they were cut for rounder girls. I didn't have the rounds in all the place, but it was more affordable than other stores. I was on a serious budget with students loans and all the rest, you have to remember. So I grabbed two pairs of each style of jeans: a 16, which is probably what I am, but who knows since my other jeans are a different brand, and a 14, because hope against hope, I might fit in one and find the angels singing, lights flashing, music twinkling moment when I find the perfect pair, like I did when I first PCSed here.

Let me tell that story just in case it never made it to the blog. I had packed clothes to drive in, mostly workout shirts repurposed from older t-shirts, maybe something slightly nicer for dinner, and workout shorts or yoga pants. Welcome to the new base. We are invited out. I have no pants, save for my one pair of jeans not packed by the movers, which were to be comfy for driving or dinner. I was told there are no malls here. You have to go to the Strip. Not a chance. As it turns out there are plenty of malls, and relatively close by, just not as close as we were used to. Welcome to suburban sprawl, post strip mall eyesores. Good luck finding a strip mall. So I go and try on these new skinny jeans. Eh, and then one, a size 14 -WHAT? has the lights changing, the birds chirping, angels singing, the whole nine yards. Dude! But there was something on them. So I put them back and grab another off the shelf and head to the check out. Luckily, I bought others because when I got home, lets just say, every curve of areas that should not be seen, were. These were not the same size, cut, or shape as the ones I tried on. I was so crestfallen.

The backup was my size 16 capris. I was so excited to have capris again. I am very particular with my style, unless someone gives me hand me downs, because then I don't have to pay for them. I had one pair back in the skinny, healthy days... healthy, I was never skinny, but I like saying it...that I just did not like when I bought them, maybe they were a present. The color was strange, kind of acid washed. But man, did they fit me in exactly the right way. I grew to love them and hated the day I gave them away to be loved by someone else. These new ones were a good fit, just looked like regular jeans, compared to my fave pair which were, as I said, multi colored, and textured in some spots. Not just the color but the fabric bunched. And those had some serious fabric, not like some I am buying now... I need to move up in the world and go to a mall.

Shortly after the party and invites, I started noticing those newly bought capris just were not fitting, they hung a bit. I even tried to shrink them to no avail. So I belted them and dealt with the sag in the back instead of the dreaded too small crotch of the 14s. Plus, I had shorts, most of my jean shorts were stand up only. You know, they look great and fit when you stand up, but if you sit, forgedaboudit. This works with shirts, too. I am notorious (to myself) for putting something on, checking the mirror, great, and going out only to sit with friends or at work and have random button popping or spillage. You must check the yoga chair pose, or sit in an actual chair.

Back to present time. None of the 16s fit. Two of the 14 did not fit, too big. In stead of, what 5 styles, I came out with two 14s. With jeans you have to do the chair pose, because it can pucker in the back. These still did, they weren't amazing, but they fit in the right areas, it was nothing belt could not help.

Now, family and friends pay attention here. Actually, this is just for Mom and Karen, my sister. For once in my life my thighs are not the issue, its the belly bulge. !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! For most of my life, my muscular thighs made jeans of any style impossible. Think of sitting, walking, bending over. I would squeeze into them and probably looked like I had an impairment walking. They fit the bum, the belly, or more like under it, perfectly. More recently, I had more leg room because I was buying to fit my belly.

The Couch2 5K has paid off, which is what my friend said while shopping after she saw me go in with 10 pairs and come out with one. The legs are seeing the most change because I am targeting them, the rest is harder to mobilize. I also know that I pull a killer plank, with yoga twice a week, my core is solid which helps to make it look and be larger with a nice thick slab of fat over it. If only I were a brisket... Matter of fact my core always was wicked. My high school friends were wowed that they could stand full weight, both feet on my stomach and not fall or squash me. I was not surrounded by skinnys, this is a new norm. I might actually have a picture of that somewhere...

So I am describing my plight to my friend, who is boyfriend shaped, and we are commiserating in the clearance section. And then she tells me to try maternity clothes. She was prepared for me to be shocked, but I have bought maternity dresses and shirts before, although I did not realize it until I had them home and tried to figure out the size. Hey, if the shoe fits, wear it! So she is explaining it to me and I am sure I looked incredulous, thinking my belly will be full hanging out. So I tried on one. They only had a bunch of size 12s. Fine, I'll try it. But at a 12, we shall see (keep in mind two pair of 14s already did not fit). WOW. Perfect. They covered where I needed it and then the stretchy fabric covered my belly and made sure the pants did not pucker exposing my undies. As I looked to see what it would like if it were exposed, I realized it would look just like if I had a cami or tank under my shirt. Score. Double score because the fabric went over my belly to act exactly as a cami or tank. I bought them!

After purchase we headed next door to Ross to check out the maternity pants. Apparently that Ross is quite a bit cheaper than the one by her house. The maternity pants did not cut it. Bulge in the wrong areas. One pair of jeans, maybe, but the pockets were almost on my side hips, probably for a much larger bum. MY BUM IS SMALLER NOW, YAY! Hey, I will take encouragement where I can get it, I have no qualms about comparing myself to a pregnant chick. You should have seen some of my skinny friends prego, they stayed skinny. We even found some dress pants, but the cut was just too small for me, again, down there, ugh. Oh well. I will just bide my time and fit into my Express 12s I bought decades ago thinking I would lose weight to fit them. Well, cross your fingers, I am on the fast track now.

I ended up buying a rather ugly shirt, but it was only $6 and good for a club or nice bar (ruined=throw it away with no guilt! If it survives the washer it will be a miracle). And a SIZE TWELVE, you heard it right, a size 12 Calvin Klein dress, 1950 style. 12. TWELVE. My new shopping buddy found it. Or maybe I did. But she grabbed it and put it at my hips and said, yup, it will fit, go try it on. I did to prove her wrong, but we were having fun flying in and out of the dressing room. Let's say first off, it was not going on. Full unzip, over the head, and rolling the fabric down. In dresses, if it zips over the belly the hardest part for me is the back. Not because I can't reach but I apparently have quite a bit of upper back fat that never seem to migrate to my breast in the front.  Maybe its a new evolutionary trait. Well, this dress zipped up. It was tight, didn't want to. But man did it fit.

I go out to show my friend and I can see out of the very corner of my peripheral vision the guys waiting for wives lose their jaws. As I am talking to my friend and we are debating the finer points of the dress fit, I am also listening to the guys chatter a whispered commentary. They were disagreeing with me that it was too small, too tight at the bum, my belly shows... It was amazing. Who needs gay friends when you can over hear a secret conversation of members of othe oppoiste sex saying you look great in terms that are completely respectable? The fact that these guys were debating it with each other almost made me bust out laughing. I saw noticeable smiles when I decided I would take it and promptly walked back into the dressing room. Of course, a gay friend would not have let me walk out with that hideous $6 monstrosity. And he would say, listen to the chatter, girl! Can't get more real that than! -And yes, you, I am channeling you. You know who you are.

Now it was tight, too tight for me. But some girdles, which I own, will whip those Jello hips into shape. I couldn't breath very well, but the belt buckled and my belly was actually not the problem. It was this stupid backfat. I had to buy it. It was only $40. Even if I just try it on at home, like The Blue Dress I posted about before. Shopper friend said its the perfect dress to take pictures in. One every week to show my progression. Now I just need to buy some shoes!

As I was walking to the cashier, I found another dress like mine for half the price. I picked it up, said friend held it, and they were similar, one had a bit of a collar, definitely a knockoff, if that is possible given the classic look of the dress. But it was my friend who said, oh feel the difference in fabric, and then put it to my hips and promptly said, No Way.  I like my find. Quality clothing with no, or minor (I didn't see any), blemishes, for an affordable price, score.  And a size 12! What?!

Results: three (3) new pair of pants and 1 dress. I might take some of the pants back. I really only need one. But I will wash all my jeans, which are now in laundry, and try them all on and see if any need to go. That will justify the jeans. Actually, I had a coupon in my email, so I saved $20. That was almost the price of the cheapest pair of jeans. 

Now, lets move on to this exercise plan. Today is my last day to run Week 3, Take 2. I am not ready to move on. I am still struggling with the time, my breathing, and it's just not easy yet. I have to accept the fact that I may miss my goal runs. Oh well, they will be here next year. Or I can travel to it if I am not here. I just want to make sure its easier, a breeze before I add to it. No point in pushing because I lack the motivation as it is. I am seeing results, I don't want to stop while I am on a roll.

I was starting to wonder how to run a 5K when the training is only 30 minutes. I think the point is to bring you up to par and then you work on the distance and speed once you can "run" straight through. We already addressed how my run is a friends fast walk. 

So next week will be Week 3 Take 3. Good thing the Arabic numbering system goes on ad infinitum. Maybe I will be ready to run my first 5K in the heat of the desert summer instead of cool of winter. Talk about skinny then!!

Tuesday, November 27, 2012

3 lb down, Week 3 Day 1, Take 2

Yesterday was a pretty good Monday. My boss took me out for my birthday, we just could not get on the same schedule until now. I ate a Kobe hamburger with blue cheese utilizing a fork and knife. I am weird about getting food in my teeth anyway, I smile too much, so the food, if stuck, is obvious. I skipped the bun but did indulge in the garlic fries. I think he was surprised I did not want desert, since it was my bday. But I was full after a meal so early in the day, as my non-MF meal is usually around dinner time. It was a really nice time. I will definitely be back there, the menu was expansive and there were some good options. Of course, its a brew house, so it will have to be on my running days.

After work I went to Yoga, got a good work out and found out one complex move that I can do with ease. I think its due to my stretching for running, as it's a similar form as one I use. My Yogi was extremely impressed with my form, I just needed to arch my back more. She even came to talk to me after class about how impressed she was. I was not paying attention to the rest of the class, so maybe they couldn't do it. Some day I will get to the Peacock pose. Someday. 

I did give up Zumba. Zumba days are now my running days. I am a bit sad. Very much so. But my knees are not hurting, still, yay! and so I will continue to wait.

Post Yoga I went to a friends for some hot tub time and a few drinks. It was so relaxing and fun. I think that might also have been my first time drinking Crown Royal. So I saved all the beer and wine calories and carbs. But I actually did not get to eat after lunch, so I missed another two or three meals. I was actually fine, lunch really filled me up.

We both were yawning but I didn't realize it was 3 am! I went home shortly after even though she prepared a bed for me, next time. We agreed to go to lunch and get our shopping trip in since it was postponed when I was sick after Thanksgiving.

The next morning, with very little sleep on my day off, I felt very skinny. I even tried on my favorite blue dress. I have posted about it, probably a year ago. It was very promising. Not sure if there is enough room to sit down, since my belly is the biggest part of me. So that went back into the closet and I decided I felt great and hopped on the scale. Minus 3 pounds!!!!!!! Holy Cow! I need to do some hot tub time more often!!!

I wanted to get on the treadmill before we did lunch but I was dragging and listlessly walking, exhausted. So I jumped in the shower and headed out.

We tried a new Mexican restaurant. Minus the rice and "fried" beans, which I thought were good but left most of, the chicken was all white meat. I was impressed and would go back. I saw no oil slick, and the portion size was well worth the minimal price. I didn't feel gross, as I have at my recent fave restaurant. However, my friend was unimpressed, the one in the gas station closer to her had much more flavor. Oh well.
A few hours at the mall followed by a short and disconcerting trip to Walmart-not only no sushi (there is a restaurant in the same parking lot), but a horrible selection of woman's and girl's clothing- which led across the street to Stein Mart. I might have tried on half the store but left empty handed. One dress was just a bit off, too bad! I looked like a million bucks in it! Even took pictures, that's how hot I am now. It was a good day. I almost bought two camis/tanks with large, fancy lace sections on front. I really liked them, but they were meant to be exposed a bit more than I am comfortable with  my rolls and the fabric was very thin. I might go back for those. A shirt I tried on three times and decided I did not like it and a second one, long sleeved, I loved but decided not to get it. I just was not in a buying mood. But glad I went for the wow factor dress.

I got on the treadmill immediately after I came home. Take 2, my body is better at running, my breath was jagged but found a pace. Unfortunately, I got a cramp in my right side somewhere around the first 3 minute run. The walk helped it but I struggled with that the whole way through. However, I over ran the first run, and both three minutes were not bad at all.

Dinner was a big salad followed by *whispered* store brand spaghetti o's a few hours later. I was just too exhausted to make something else and far hungrier, or thirstier, than I thought.

Let's hope I can keep off the 3 lbs! What a pleasant surprise. Oh, and I almost forgot, one pair of jeans is far too large and baggy to wear anymore! Score!

Saturday, November 24, 2012

Week 3 complete. Couch2 5K

Completed Day 3 of Week 3 today.  Day 2 was Thanksgiving, figured I would burn a few calories before I consumed.

This week was tough. Day 1 had more walking than I was used to because the running was consolidated and longer. The 3 minute run was hard, but it was the longer walking that did me in, oddly enough. Day 2 I got a stitch in my side towards the end. Luckily, I had a long time to walk it out. Still cramped my style. By the long run I was begging for no more. When I realized it was the final one, I was never so glad. That's not true. My knees are no longer bothering me (knock on wood! fingers crossed!), that is what I am most grateful for. And, of course, our free treadmill.

I was was ready for today's run. Wanted to hit it head on. As with everything else lately, even thought I got ready early, I did lots of other things instead. I decided to dust the fans, sweep the kitchen, and wipe down all the floor tile. I decided it would be a good idea to get my body moving before jumping on the treadmill. I still felt I needed a longer warm up walk. And by minute 17, which happens to be the long run, I was so ready for it to be over.

So next week will also be Week 3.

My breathing was off this week also. Today, for a few strides it was totally in sync and I knew it. It was wonderful. Then it was off and back to working. I need to call my marathon runner and ask for pointers.

I was talking to a friend, complaining about how my mind is just not up to par with my body on this run. She said she had the same problem. In fact, she never got over it, she hated running every minute. I think once I am done watching the clock to switch between running and walking I can focus on my music for timing. Of course, if I run outside, things might change. Let's hope.

I had a stomach bug or ate something off was was horribly sick all Thanksgiving night continuing through to today. Everything was literally out of my system by 3 or 4 am that night/next morning. So glad I ran on Thanksgiving and figured I was pushing it today, but it was fine.

However, after all of that nighttime loss, I would have thought I would be down at least a pound! Not a chance. Water weight I guess. Figures.

But I noticed a lot more shape to my calves and my thighs. Not to mention  I can now buckle my way too old sports bras. Hugh non-scale victory, as they say in my diet food support. Speaking of that, since I am not losing, and clearly not strict to it, I might push my reorder date back.  Holidays are hard and while it seems like a crutch, this TDY is also throwing a wrench in everything. Its just easier to do take out, or not portion correctly. Especially since everything, except some packages of chicken, were proportioned for 2. Or I'm not hungry and so try to snack. Or I am starving and overeat. Just not in the same day.

And as I already said before, I am tried of the diet food. But! I pulled out my old recipes and bought some cream cheese to try to get rid of the nasty orange drink I have. It tastes ok, its the thickening agent that never mixes well. So I am going to try to make it into "frosting" for some MF brownies I have left. It was originally done with pudding. I am hoping if I use less water, or boiling water, it will mix better.

I can't believe the scale hasn't moved. But I feel much healthier. I guess that is what matters in the end.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Kickin' it up a notch: On to Week 3 Couch2 5K

I finished Day 3 of Week 2, Take 2, Again for the Couch2 5k and I think I am ready to start Week 3. Mentally, I am not really there yet, still bored between minute 15 and 17. But I felt like my body could have run for slightly longer periods of time. I had accidentally added 30 seconds twice because I was so into my jams.  Actually, my body was really jonesing to get moving. It was as if I couldn’t contain it. Such a great feeling!

I need to get my arms really swinging to help with the motions. Really pumping to help my stride. Maybe it’s the limitations of the treadmill. I also laced up my shoes utilizing each hole, even the far top back one. I think the shoes felt better, more secure.  If only the shoe laces were a bit longer.

I really did not sweat this time. So, I think it is time to try kicking it up a notch. My left knee felt loose today, while the right one felt rather tight. So instead of one set of leg lifts to help strengthen my inner thighs, I did two each and then an extra one on my left side.  I am trying to work up to it. And incorporate it into my run routine, which today took 2 hours: stretch before, 30-40 mins on, stretch after. I may have calculated that wrong, will have to check it out later on and actually write it down to be sure. 

I have to admit I did have one fan on today. I originally started out with the ceiling fan and a stand fan to help cool me off. But two months ago it was still summer heat. Somewhere in between I figured the wind doesn’t always blow so I might as well practice in the heat of the moment.  Before I started this whole situation, I had visions of me training with a camelback on. I think I will save that for when 5ks become boring and I need to train harder. Fingers crossed!
While I think it is ultimately the yoga, running and the associated stretching are really helping my posture. 

If I change my run schedule from M, W, F, something like that, it throws the gym off. I am planning on skipping my beloved Zumba for now because of the twisting on my knees. So if I run on Tuesday instead, and not do Zumba at 6pm, right after work, the next thing is Yogalates at 7. So I might get to eat dinner early and have it out of my belly by the time I get home and run at 830/9pm. I really don’t want to run that late as it does keep me up at night, but I want to get as much gym time as possible. Paying for it, right? I still need to jump on those machines and get my classes in.

Of course, I am trying to figure this out with a holiday in the middle of the week. So maybe it won’t be so hard, for now. I was actually thinking of adding some walking in on the days I am not running, as extra exercise. Depending on the type of yoga, I do end up soaked. It is definitely not all relaxation and meditation. But I don’t know how many cals I am actually burning. My diet website only has hatha yoga and says 1 hour for me is 320 calories.  For how much I can sweat and work at it, there has to be more gain than being able to contemplate joining Cirque du Soleil.

So maybe since I am usually sweaty after, I can jump on the treadmill  for a run and then into the shower. Then tackle dinner. But really, I am so exhausted and lazy by then I will probably end up skipping dinner and be starved the following day. Unless I had the day off, in which case I would have ran earlier, anyway. 

I think I am seeing lots of slow cooker meals in my future.

Saturday, November 17, 2012

Couch2 5K trials

I finally got the motivation to get on the treadmill and get moving. A number of my friends (from our last home) started running and have even run some pretty serious mileage. One did a couch2 5k and it got her out to actually "run" a 5k.

So here we are. Week 1 I definitely ran more than 3 days a week, and probably back to back. I am sure we were still going to the Y, so add in a few Zumba classes, also. My knees were seriously not having it. It was to the point where they were giving out on me. I stopped activity altogether (Zumba, is really bad on bad knees, I learned). It was to the point where I was in constant non-stop pain, and DH actually suggested to call the Dr and stop holding out. The earliest I could get in was 1 month later.

For those who don't know, the Couch2 5K is a program designed to get people off the couch (i.e. no exercise) and up to be able to run 5 kilometers... in an hour? The program I printed out trains only for 30-40 minutes. I will just have to let you know when I make it to the end. It alternates from walking to running. At first, the run is only a minute, then a minute in a half, then less walking, then eventually, its all run.

The wise and practiced DH thought getting out onto pavement would be better than the treadmill. For one, the races are not on the treadmill, and two, propelling yourself is much different than staying up on a moving surface. I very much agree with him and was going to suggest we go together, because I need a buddy or I'll laze out, but then he went TDY and I am struggling to get back on that horse...

In the time I waited to see the Dr, I stopped all serious exercise, maybe a bit of light walking, and yoga to stretch everything out. I bought new shoes, because that is everyone's go-to answer. I probably needed them anyway, but it was not the quick fix promised. I didn't think it would be, but I was glad to finally get some obnoxious colors. I always had some kind of gray or brown scale, now its purple with electric green laces. Ice helped a bit, as did otc pain reliever. By the time the appointment rolled around there was no pain.

In the interim, I had talked to a friend who did marathon training and it turned out we had a lot in common. She gave me some stretches to try and offered a few pointers she learned along the way. I talked to another marathon running friend, who is currently training for a triathlon, and she mentioned her friends sometimes tape their knee caps into place, which I remember from therapy on my knees from way back. I would have tried it but I couldn't remember which direction to move it. Best not to mess with those kind of things.

I started the couch2 5k again. The stretches really did help but my knees were still bothering me. It was, however, much improved. I made sure to run the morning before my appointment so if there was pain I could point to where. My Dr. knew what I was talking about and was surprised that there was no pain at the time or where she pushed and prodded. What she thought it was is in fact extremely common in women and unsurprising. Apparently my outer thigh is stronger than my inner and is pulling my knee cap out of alignment. She explained a few things to try and ways to tweak the machines at the gym to help out.

So far as yet I have not used the machines, but have done a few moves at home. Now I only feel a bit of something, I hesitate to say pain, in my left knee. I would say its phantom, but its only in the one, so it has to be real.

Unfortunately, I have much less motivation, by half, than I did the first time around. I am sticking with the three days only of running so as to give everything time to relax and heal in between. But Week 2, Take 2 was spotty and extended into Monday of Week 3. So I decided to do Week 2, Take 2, Again instead of going on to Week 3. This one has been spotty also. I tried to incorporate Zumba back in, because that is a sweaty workout for me, but the twisting at the knees is not for me yet.

I should interject here to add the fact that I had gone down to 178 lbs before the running (Woot Woot!) and then popped back up to 183. It went as high was 185 and as low as 182. I just can't get past 182, though. I am not strict on my diet right now, so I am not surprised. I am so sick of this food, and with DH gone, trying to make only enough food for one, or enough for two meals (I usually end up with not enough for meal 2) it a bit hard. I need to pull out my MF recipes and start mixing and matching the diet food. I was actually tempted to bring a real food lunch to work because I never seem to eat my afternoon "snack" meal and so am starving by dinner. But I can't eat if I am getting on on the treadmill or going to the Y class, which ends up with dinner around 730 to 9 pm.

Actually, I have had to bring my clothes recently because I am not making it back to our neck of the woods before 5 pm anymore.  Before I would run home, change, and DH and I would go together. I save a few extra miles because I get off the highway somewhere near the gym (although this is debatable because construction closed a bunch of exits that I need, so I end up back tracking). And with my birthday, I have forgotten to take out meat from the deep freeze, sometimes skipping dinner altogether, so the week was kind of shot and filled with take out. (And I managed to lose 2 pounds as of this am, water weight no doubt.) I must say, one thing I learned through this diet program is healthy choices, so I always have a veggie, maybe not enough, or at extra cost, but I always have them.

Secondly for the interjection, I know part of the gain is from muscle. My calves are now quite large. Not a fan of that, but I like knowing its muscle and not fat. And my thighs are much bigger, also. I am not sure how much abs and back muscles play in but I can definitely say those are much improved. So maybe that's part of it. And for those of you under the misconception, fat and muscle apparently weight about the same, the density is the difference. Correct me if you know otherwise.

I might as well add that I can now feel my pelvis bone stick out when I bend over and I noticed a weird ripple in my upper thighs. That ripple, I realized, is my fat moving itself around thanks to my running and muscle building. While its not as pretty as a smooth, huge leg, I will take an ocean of waves because it means I have succeeded in moving it around!! Booya! However that is spelled...

Yoga stretches really helped and I actually incorporated a couple into my pre run stretching. I also found, early on, that my breathing was hard to manage; I always seem to have had this problem. So while I stretch, I count the holding to Yoga style deep breathing. It was like night and day after. It might also help that I started over at the easier level for running. I still think it was a win-win.

My body took to Take 2 like an old hat. It was ready. My breathing wasn't (pre yoga style) and my boredom wasn't. No matter what I was DONE at 15 minutes, it was a struggle too keep going. Flat out bored. Like clockwork. Week 2, Take 2, Again actually got me to minute 17 before I was thinking, "I am sick of this, how much more do I have?"

A while ago I switched from listening and watching television to muted watching and listening to my Wake Up mix on my iPod. I hate commercials. It's kind of like an inside joke with DH because I miss great shows, and know it, because I can't sit through commercials. Good thing we shelled out the moola for dvr like recording. The music really is a great help. I noticed one runner friend uses chill, relaxed music, whereas mine is get up and dance, club style. Maybe, when and if I make it to half marathon, the chill and more relaxed music will help to pace myself.

I have grand plans. I figured a route to a friends house, not using the highway, that would get from here to there and it happens to be a half marathon length. That is my plan: to "run," more like jog to her place and maybe eventually back to mine. Actually, honestly, even if I walked the whole way there it would be worth breaking out the low cal champagne for. However, my point in this side story is that I need foreseeable goals. If I can plan to get to her house, the Disney Princess Run is in sight also. My favorite part is seeing the guys dress up. Some as princesses or in tutus, you know they have to have a sense of humor! One friend has some great pictures of guys really getting into it.

She (house friend) and I plan to do the Color Run and the Dirty Girl, both 5ks, the latter is an obstacle course. I had originally planned to attempt the Color Me Rad, similar in name and in that they throw crazy color on you, for my birthday. I would have cut it a bit close, missed it by a week or two in my training, but it was the motivation I needed to actually start.

With the month long hiatus, this was out the window. A facebook friend mentioned the Color Run in February, also the time of the Dirty Girl. Hey, whatever others like me need for motivation! Of course, they cost quite a bit of money, but at least getting me out there would be worth it. If I could finish without riding the golf cart I would be ecstatic. That is one thing I liked about the Color Me Rad run, it was an all day thing. The website said as long as you make it to the finish line by night fall, you're good. I liked that. I liked that I could pace myself and recover without the pressure of finishing when my body can't do it that soon. I believe the Color Run might be like that also.

Yesterday I got on the treadmill shortly after I work up and really needed 20 minutes of walking to get up to my body loose enough for the walking speed of the program. My body is so ready for the run, my mind is just not there yet. But focusing on the time element of each walk/run phase helps to get past the boredom. Rockin' music helps, too.

So as of today I think I have one more run for Week 2, Take 2, Again. I would need to do it Sunday, but that throws off my nice schedule. I wanted to run after the yoga stretching, because I don't want to stretch for another half hour. Maybe I will do it after my scaled down Zumba, or skip Zumba and just do some weight machines for my thighs. I know a local mil spouse who has also been trying to go the gym in the am. We kind of try to coordinate, with my job being flexible, I usually forget until the morning I sleep in, and then I have missed my Tai Chi class and giving her advanced notice. But if I can incorporate some Tai Chi, I can knock something else off my bucket list!

Saturday, August 18, 2012

Love it. The BEST. Cauliflower Pizza Crust

I tried this out during a long TDY a while ago and loved it. I swear by it actually. Who needs the carbs of pizza? Well, I don't, that is for sure. So this helps to get my pizza fix without the guilt and gut-busting grease.

As with everything, I make my own substitutions and changes. I suggest you do the same. But here it is. Even DH likes it. Full serving of veggies and protein. Its only plate size and that's it. And it does take a bit of time but I have heard its good to freeze and cooks like a store bought pizza.. If you are not on a diet then add whatever toppings you want. Since it has to be flipped, I do not suggest making it any bigger than dinner plate. The flip is hard enough already.

If you are not on a diet and need to eat more than just this to feel full, I suggest making it and maybe adjusting the cheese amounts or egg. Or maybe make a few smaller ones for left overs or freezer.

I got this recipe from another MFer and her wonderful blog. She has some real food too, its worth a look at. Just click the other tabs at the top. She supposedly gets about 5 pizzas from one head of cauliflower. I get about two from a small bag of frozen, it all depends. I am strict on the measuring for this recipe, though. And while its an extra step, for me the frozen to cooked is easier than grating raw. HOWEVER, food processors are key to ease and less cleanup. I am still holding out on it until I am sure I can use it for more than one recipe or need.

Sandy does have two different crust recipes. I am pretty sure the one copied below is the one use.

My substitutions include regular or homemade tomato sauce, frozen then cooked cauliflower which is chopped or grated, and mozz cheese in the crust. If I were you, I would use the Mex blend, it might have less moisture, and therefore be crispier.

Cauliflower Pizza Crust


1 cup Grated Raw Cauliflower or 100 g (2 Greens)
1/4 cup Egg Beaters (1/8 Lean)
1/2 cup or 2 oz 2% Reduced Fat Three Cheese Mexican Blend (4/8 Lean)
1/8 tsp garlic powder - optional (1/2 Condiment)
1/4 tsp basil - optional (1/4 Condiment)

1/4 cup + 2 tbsp or 1.5 oz 2% reduced fat Mozzarella cheese (3/8 Lean)
1/2 cup Italian diced tomatoes or Rotel tomatoes, canned - less than 5 g of carbs per serving (1 Green)

Measure out 1/2 cup diced tomatoes and puree in blended or chopper. I just pulsed for a few seconds in my little chopper. Set aside.

Preheat oven to 425 degrees. Place parchment paper on a cookie sheet and spray lightly with cooking spray. Combine grated cauliflower, egg beaters, cheese, garlic powder and basil until mixed completely. Spoon mixture on prepared pan. Use the back of a spoon to thin out mixture and form a circle about the size of a dinner plate without the rim. The thinner the crust the less chance of it being soggy. Bake for 30 minutes. Carefully flip the pizza crust over by using a spatula to lift all edges of the crust off the parchment first. Bake an additional 10 to 15 minutes until edges are really brown and crisp. Mine are usually burnt around the edges but it won't taste burnt. Let cool.

Add tomato sauce and cheese on top. Broil until cheese is melted about 5 to 10 minutes.

 If you are making several cauliflower pizza crusts like I usually do, you can wrap the pizza individually in foil tightly with the cheese and sauce already on top. Stick them in gallon size Ziploc bags. I usually can fit 2 or 3 pizza crusts in a Ziploc bag. When ready to eat, take it out of the freezer as you would a normal store bought frozen pizza. Bake for about 15 minutes at 425 degrees or until cheese has completely melted. I can usually get 4 to 5 pizzas from one head of cauliflower! Enjoy!

6 Month-ish recap

Well, I haven't written in this diet blog, or any of my blogs, recently despite typing up a few articles in a Word document. So here goes...

I have lost 60 lbs so far. Yay! OMG. Holy Moly! Amazing actually. I am way behind the curve compared to some others (whom I personally know) on this same diet plan. I have been on the plan for over a year now and sometimes I am a bit down on myself for not losing more, trying harder, sticking closer to the rules. Like with a friends wedding coming up...


I know me. I know that I will cheat, that I can't have just three tablespoons of creamer and no other fat for the day, or only two tablespoons of dressing a day as my fat. Do you know how small two tablespoons actually is on three cups of salad?!?!?!?! So I took what I wanted from this diet, tried to follow the rules, and was fine breaking the ones that revolved around spices and flavor. Technically I am a failure, a cheater, and a poor example for others interested, and a dishonor to those who really do dedicate themselves. But then again, I am still successful, healthier, and most importantly, sticking with the diet and a new lifestyle.

The reason I am not down on myself, despite the admissions, is because I still see results even with my laxity. Actually, and more to the point, I have found the happy medium where I am not gaining, at all, and am living healthier. 

Sure I want the last 50lbs to hurry up and get gone. But I am still sticking with it. I weigh the protein so I don't over eat when I am not super physically active. I make we have a salad and another veggie, or two depending on the recipe. And I try not to make Crock Pot recipes, or any for that matter, that use condensed soups. Sure, once in a while we need to try something new. But then I have to work out even more! Let's face it, I am lazy. Why work out more when I don't have to?

Most of the time I skip the carbs, refined or otherwise, and do pretty good. I won't mention that I ate most of a bag of chips over the course of a few weeks. But I will say it wasn't in one sitting. I won't say I am dying for a quesadilla from one particular restuarant. But I will say I now refuse to go there because it is just too fried, too oily, despite all ingredients being extremely fresh. I just know myself. And with this diet I have practiced the will power to avoid. 

I still celebrate with food, cheaper than a pair of shoes, but I don't wallow in it when I get bad news. Or rejection after rejection for job applications. Or when the movers bring me ruined furniture, which brings me to my next point.

We moved across country and all I had were soups and drinks. Had I been thinking I would have ordered some bars and puffs for easier eating while driving. Needless to say we ate take out or restaurant food almost three meals day, if not more depending on the length of the day. We stopped to see family along the way, so real food and diet food flowed then. However, my point in this story is that I only gained 5 lbs. That's it. Two months of basically off plan eating but good choices in spite of it all. As soon as we got our furniture and the power turned on for the fridge to hold some food I lost those five and returned to my plateau. I joined the Y and did Zumba three days in a week and lost 2 pounds! That plateau is busted!

So the long and the short of it is I have succeeded in making the lifestyle change. Sure, I still want a beer now and then or yummy fried artichoke hearts. And I might have one someday. But the point is I decide what I want to have and then adjust the rest of the day or week accordingly, I don't just add it on. If I am bad today I have to try to stick to good for another 7 days. The number isn't important, its a gauge to keep me from saying, oh ok, why not?

I am so excited about Zumba and Yoga. All of the muscles hurt in my body, muscles I never knew were there. But I still know most of the dance moves and I am still pretty limber. Just takes practice.

So I think that about sums up the diet bit. The treadmil survived the move ok and I realized I need to get on it in the morning, my recent schedule, and if I don't my whole day is kind of off. A great and terrible realization. Off to buy more veggies.

Saturday, March 17, 2012

Like a lobster and obese to overweight

Well, I did break down and get some fries and a blt chix sandwich. I was not a fan of the sandwich and each bite I kept thinking, take off the bun! Followed by, you're eating fries, what does it matter?

Interestingly enough, it fixed my belly issue and things were nice after that. Maybe I wasn't consuming enough fiber. Odd.

I laid out in the sun today to absorb some Vitamin D. I flipped every 15 minutes until after 3 when I sat for 30. Idiot. I am now painfully red in unusual spots. When was I last out in the sun in a bathing suit, you ask? Probably the last time the moon was blue. But I was excited. My regular suits were big and so I tried on a hold out, and it fit! A bit of belly bulge from underneath as it is not a long torso, like I need, but I loved it. Still love it. And so do all the bumble bees, poor things think I am a flower.

I was thinking of my favorite Vietnamese soup all day, probably from watching a food show where Emeril said he loved a Vietnamese Pho, and planned to get the soup only, $6, even cheaper with military discount. After my shower and oiling for my scorched skin, I was lazy and didn't want to go but also didn't want to have my leftover homemade soup. So I packed up some magazines and headed out. I was impressed with myself that I added, slowly, a ton of (hot) sriracha sauce. Very impressed actually. Neither it nor the fresh jalapenos had much kick to me. That is until I choked, whao was that crazy hot coming from the back to the front of my mouth. I think some got stuck in my soft pallet around my uvula. Ouch. Good thing I had a full glass of water and was facing away from everyone.

See, I went in with the idea to get a small Pho soup (still really big) and a water to drink and that's it. I had 4 meals all day, good since its a 5 meal plan plus the lean and green meal. But I was starving all day. I did eat carbs the night before so that could be why, tends to be a common trait, carbs and hunger, stay in ketosis, no nagging hunger. Anyway, whether it was hunger, the fact that usually I get a small other soup and then my larger one, or loneliness, I ended up asking for some fried spring rolls. I don't eat them normally, because the oil and my IBS are not friends. So I think at that point I was lonely and wanted time to finish my magazine. I bit into one of the 4 (I think he gave me extra) and instantly knew I didn't want it. It was good, I am not saying it wasn't. But if I am going to consume the cals, I want to want to consume those cals. That's when I was thinking maybe I was lonely. I am and I am not. But usually DH and I go and try things at this place. I almost always get the Pho (pronounced ph-ah) soup. God, I love Vietnamese food. And I will try something new and make DH taste it. That way if its not his thing, he isn't stuck eating it and looking for more being unsatisfied. I know exactly how that can be. So maybe that was it. Maybe its because its a Saturday night. Maybe because its St. Patrick's Day and I am not doing a pub crawl, which I could care less about, with people.

Do I want to leave the house? No. I actually want to be in bed right now since its after 10pm and my belly is full. But that does not mean I am not lonely in my usual endeavors. So I think that is why I ordered the thing I never order. So instead of a $4 discounted meal, I had a $12 with a 3 dollar tip to make an even 15. Ugh, figures. I don't cheat the tip when it comes to discounts. Its total amount and round up to nearest dollar. Unless its cash, which is non-taxable (shhhh don't tell the IRS) income for the staff. But I almost never carry or use cash.

Back to the restaurant, I asked if they still had military discount (I knew they did, but easier just to ask all the time) and then asked if he needed to see an id. The kid of the owners, 20 something maybe, shook his head and kinda laughed. As I was John Hancocking the bill I thought, next time I am making him give me the bill before I can order anything else! Although he did ask if I was ready after my soup... I handed it over and he said, see you next time! I had to smile at the fact that we are regulars to this family owned restaurant. And he remembered me, which is why he was surprised I said "one." Looking around me to the door, he was looking for DH.

So next time, get the LARGE soup for $2 more and not the rolls for $4, and I can eat for 2 days, at least 2 meals. Or a Chinese soup first, like I usually do, again $2 or $3, but I always get 2 meals out of my Pho then.

I entered my food into my MF food log and calculator. While I didn't add the sriracha sauce or the hoisin sauce, which I should now that I remember what its called, I am still -700 cals today! Wait! I forgot to add in my 30 mins of treadmill walk at 2.5 which brings me to 1.2 miles. I was on the treadmill talking with DH today, and Mom when she beeped in. That makes me -827. Go me, although I need to be at zero even. Negative calories means I will be hungry later on or tomorrow. What it actually means is that my weight loss might stall because my body thinks its in starvation mode. It will be fine. I added the hoisin, 3 tbs max which I think is way overboard because I like my soup hot not sweet. But there is no sriracha sauce listed. Oh well. That brings me to -721. O! No more hoisin!

I decided to do the MF chat after I logged my Pho and rolls in for dinner. The dialog was uninteresting to me and I typed like a drunkard, but someone mentioned BMI. I figured I should look mine up. At my current weight, 186.6, I am on the cusp...... of obese and overweight!!!! OMG! Just 7lbs more and it will be official, with the caveat that its a percentage thing, and on the internet, so its not exact. But from 240 to here, its amazing! The dialogue in the chat room was about their love and craving for Olive Garden. While it is yummy, it holds no sway over me anymore, nor do many others. Just look up the cals and fat in those yums, and you won't eat it all the time if ever again. I don't even like the breadsticks anymore. Maybe I'll eat half of one if I am out to lunch with others-won't let it to the table with DH and I- but I don't even want that. Go me! I think it all comes down to making the effort to search, realizing, and understanding what you are consuming. Pink slime in my meat, I am fine with that. 4000 cals for nothing, oh no. I am going to eat and enjoy for that kind of sin to my poor body. And I can eat a ton of spinach and garlic for 4000 cals. There is no going hungry or feeling miserable there!

My plan for tomorrow: SUNSCREEN (idiot! winter in Florida, hello office-dweller, that is from Mom, we already talked on the phone as I was headed to the restaurant); more moisturizing my lobster back; going to the Commissary for some more salad, creamer (as I let it sit out for 24 hours, morning is not my thing) that does not have partially hydrogenated oil in it, and any odds and ends I want, although I am list type of girl and I don't need much as I plan to clean out the freezer (except corn, a nono, that is for DH only); Class 6 for car fuel; and then home for some laundry and maybe reading or Netflix movies. Oh and pratice for that speech I have to give to about 200 people on Monday. Ugh. Talk about stressing me out. It keeps me up at night and wakes me up at odd hours. I thought someone else was giving it, she thought I was doing it. Great. Oh well. So maybe the order of unwanted rolls were from my underlying stress that won't let me get a good nights sleep. Time for me to go check.

Thursday, March 15, 2012

Wanting fast food

It must be almost time because I am dying for McDonalds. At first it was the burger. My holdout is always chicken nuggets. Probably because I am a diehard for Burger King burgers, hands down better. But I love McD's fries.

I was talking with DH while making the last of my Thai beef salad and I said my craving outloud. Which garnished a definite no you don't. Don't eat that. Lucky I can walk to the nearest Mc. Which makes me think its hunger and laziness less the craving. To be fair, I only at 3 meals today.

Milk started it all. I was making my salad, which is now totally gone and prompting me to go shopping, next to a box of no bake Jello cheesecake. I need milk to make it and get it out of the house. The idea was to make it before DH left so that he could eat most of it. But we ran out of milk and I forgot to buy it the day he left. So from milk my thoughts moved to the nearby dollar store where I am sure I can get milk for an exorbitant price and then from there to the McD visible across the street. Say nothing for the nearby Waffle House, nothing because my IBS tends to hike afterwards, so we stay away until extreme drinking nights. A total of once. I heard their pork chops are to die for, but then pork is not my IBS-friendly either.

So I ate the salad and then got up and tried to make an Asian style soup with MF cream of chicken soup and MF southwest style eggs. Instead of the egg drop soup style in my head I got a nicely flavored quiche. My first, actually. And it didn't fall. I forgot they make the eggs so they are fluffy. I did have a fleeting thought before I mixed it together to boil the water first to get the egg drop, but was lazy and mixed and microwaved.

Now I am full, satiated, but still can't get McDs out of my head. Even though I am probably eating dinner out tomorrow night with some friends. Ugh! I am watching my buddy, Andrew Zimmern, in Thailand. I have seen this one and can't get enough of Thai food. So now I want tom yum soup and McDonalds. But I am not willing to drive to get the soup.

Wednesday, March 14, 2012

Treadmill times

This daylight savings is killing me. I decided to try to get up and get on the treadmill for 30 mins at 2.0 or 2.5 speed. For one, 30 minutes is much longer than 10 more than 20 minutes. It is way too many boring, annoying commercials. Its in-between TV-shows. Its how many more minutes is this going to be? Its why is all this Mexican/Hispanic music so slow right now but perfect when I am washing dishes?

I love that I can sit outside after work and read and enjoy the sun that is finally here! I thought that gray, overcast weather would never leave. It really drained me. I had to put the car in this am (love that shop!) and they drove me home (shocked! love them!) and then picked me up when it was ready. One of the window motors had died and the window was almost halfway down. The shop got the car done for me even though the guts of four other cars were around the place. Maybe it was a nice break for them. Either way I got the chance to enjoy the sun while I waited and read through a few magazines (yay 2010). I felt completely rejuvenated and when I got to work I felt on target and ready, even though I would have to leave 2 hours later to beat the rush hour traffic.

I got on the treadmill Sunday, think I skipped Monday because I ran out of nighttime, did 30 last night and got up and did 30 this am before my shower. I think that's pretty good. But it was so hard to get up! I am sick of my beloved NPR and am trying to switch over to my Ipod to wake me up. Apparently I had a 15 minute delay on so it never went off, good thing I had NRP to a back me up. So I took off the delay and we will see for tomorrow. Good thing is I don't get up a sweat with only walking 30 mins so no serious showering is necessary. That should save some time. Although today I debated not and getting to work earlier so I could leave sooner and get more sun time. Maybe I'll go to the beach or Cathy's pool, or both, this weekend if its sunny. Then again, I am pink from my solar bathing today, just below the elbow and knees, lovely.

I am kind of tired now, 7:20 pm, still haven't eaten yet. Actually I ate only 1 MF meal, not the 5 I am supposed to. So maybe I will make a few MF cookies. (But milk is NOT on-plan, aaaaahhhhh!). I need to check out almond milk for carbs and cals, or any other non-lactose. I actually really enjoy them, even the (natural) non-flavored ones.

Here's to getting up tomorrow!

Sunday, March 11, 2012

A three month recap

I have been very lax in this blog, debating whether or not I want this kind of stuff published for the world to see. I started because it was much easier than calling everyone with every thought that popped into my head. This way they could check it at their leisure and comment if they wanted to. But then after being lazy and simply not updating, I was thinking of trying to clean the internet of random stuff about me as I could. I am still going back and forth but I am having success, so maybe its not a bad legacy to leave. And there must be some way to delete these, right?

Three months have gone by since the return from Disney. I am currently at a loss of 53 pounds. I have been holding steady around 50 for the past few months, a few up a few down. The reason being no exercise, random beer, and carbs, as well as not eating all five of my MF meals while at work. I have been making some carbs to get rid of them once and forever. So am I surprised, no. DH has eaten most of the pasta so that is not a problem. It is also because I am no longer weighing and/or measuring my food.

My cheapo scale broke but served me well. I have yet to get another scale. It would make things so much easier. I am really not worried about veggies, its the protein that needs to be kept in check. Have you seen the size of a chicken breast lately!? I generally just cut a cooked one in half, but I really need to weigh it to make sure I am not jipping myself as in the early days with the fish, or overeating when I really don't want that much but think, protein is good right? Its good when I need it, but if I am not working out, I don't need that kind of energy.

I actually did get on the treadmill the other day. I had taken DH to the airport for a TDY and had a million errands to run. I was on the phone with Mom and then it was passed to Dad and he simply asked something to the effect of, why aren't you exercising anymore? I hadn't showered yet, so why not? I got ready with him on speakerphone and then walked a nice slow mile at 20 minutes. Didn't even break a sweat. So maybe I don't have to worry about the millions of showers a day that comes with working out.

I have been meaning to get on the treadmill in the AM before work but just haven't done it. Who wants to actually get out of bed in the morning? I haven't because it would make me late to work, which is flexible. Maybe I should just try and then work at getting up earlier.

I haven't gotten on the treadmill since Thursday. Friday night was kind of in limbo, I made soup, ate late, and spent way too long on facebook playing games and talking with DH. Saturday I actually got out, went to Archaeology Day in Niceville (ugh, the drive!), and then out to dinner and a movie with some friends. That brings us to today. It overcast and not very warm outside. I had hoped to read all day long. But coffee sat forever and I didn't want to eat anything at all. I was up much earlier than I had hoped, lost an hour with daylight savings so I went around fixing clocks. Then sat on the internet, read through all the newspaper that has been building up, put my collection of microbrew beer bottles and other recyclables in the garage, pulled in the clothes basket, separated some clothes, bleached the kitchen sink rubber pads, made 4 MF cookies, and forced myself to drink the coffee and eat 2 cookies and a brownie. Then I removed my myspace page since I haven't used it in years, posted the Xmas and Disney post after a while of debate and then debated writing this one. But hey, 53 pounds and really that was a lot accomplished!

Oh, I am down to a size 16 from a 24, depending on the brand. I fell in love with a pair of jeans marked 14 at Old Navy. It could have said 22 and the light still shone and the angels sang, it was that perfect. I would have counted quarters to buy them. But I switched out the pair I tried for a short/regular and not a long, purchased it and went home. It was not do-able, should have tried it on at the store. So I took it back and spent the return money on a bunch of t-shirts, the shirts have since gotten lost in the house somewhere between the bedroom where I took off all the tags and the garage where the washer is. Oh well. I can fit into some of my older shirts (yay!), have been able to button up the short sleeves (yay!!!!!!) and found 4 pair of size 16's from Target that I now fit into. I found these AFTER I took the tags off the newer size 16. Figures. But on the other hand these are loose fit and look a bit dumpy (yayayayyayayay!).

While its a great feeling to buy new clothes, its a bit disheartening because our money is just getting zapped away. So I have been holding out, the plan was to buy a new shirt every week. After my initial OMG I can buy clothes at any store now, I am not as excited about all the clothes I saw. Thank goodness for being money conscious. Not to mention, I can't buy this MF food if I have shirts I will never wear.

I recently had a conversation about being able to transition off the diet and, while I haven't gained much at all I wasn't really strict on it, so I think I will do just fine. I just need to make smaller meals of limited protein, carb, and veggies. I also had a convo about having the gastric surgery and realized I passed the point of no return. I don't think, at my current health, I could ever get that surgery. It would have been free, totally taken care of. I would just have to pay for the plastic surgery where the skin didn't go back. Right now my skin is doing pretty well and its the first time in years that I am at this weight and size. I know the sizes of clothes have gone up while the printed size has gone down, so maybe I am an 18 or 20 really-I haven't measured myself in forever, and can't now that I have eaten. But the point is, I have made a lifestyle change and am seeing and loving the results.

So here is to losing more during this TDY and not getting take-out like during the deployment (although I gained no weight, I was going to the gym for classes 3 times a week, I think). And Mom called me to say if I wanted to go off plan to just call her and she would verbally kick my butt. Which is what I need. While DH can say, why not, justifying what I want (and I love him for it!), he runs 10 miles a day and so can eat and drink what he wants. Its after 2pm, time to get on the treadmill to warm up because I am now too lazy to walk down the hall and turn the heat on. I think the universe may be aligning for me or I just need to align it to my new lifestyle.