Tonight I sat in my backyard (in size 18 pants)...burning my size 22 pants.
My youngest sat out there with me and we watched them burn.
We live in a subdivision and I was afraid we would have our fire department called on us.
But people chilled, and we managed the conflagration quite nicely.
The pants I burned tonight were the pants I wore to the last two fourth of july fireworks displays. The year before last they were so tight I had to unbutton them to sit down.
On July of this year, I wore them and they were comfortable.
I don't know what pants I will be wearing next July, but it sure as h*ll wont be those pants.
I put them on a week ago and they were barely holding onto my hips, I could pull them up and and down without unzipping or unbuttoning them. The other day they slid so far I was in danger of being arrested for public indecency.
So, Tonight I burned them...and it felt good.
I ate 6 white chocolate truffles, had two slices of pizza...went to the store, stocked up on my good foods for the next week.
I am ready to put the 200's behind me.
I don't know when any of you started feeling like a freak, for me it was when I crossed two hundred pounds. I am ready for the ones.
So....
I will be posting three things tomorrow.
The first will be my current weight
The second will be my food plan for the week
The third will be my exercise plan for the week.
I think I am around 205.
I am not positive, but think I am.
I want to be under 200 by December 1rst.
I can do this.
The only thing standing between me and my goal is Thanksfrickingiving.
So, I have the other 21 days to hit my goal.
Of course, I am not sure what my weight is...it was 210 on October 18th.
I am pretty sure it is around 205...blah blah blah...
Tomorrow will tell the scale tale.
I realize my goal before was January 1rst...but it was kind of a lazy goal.
I knew I would make it.
This one...well...maybe I will or maybe I won't.
But I am going to try.
Have a great Saturday night.
good night
and good luck,
Chris
11.07.2009
11.06.2009
Popcorn, Barnes & Nobles, and the Angel of Death
Not sure what's up....still feel like the other shoe is going to drop or something. Anybody ever feel that way. It's nothing personal. Everything is fine. When I get like this I start calling family and asking if everyone is okay.
who knows.
I did a three and a half mile walk today. But ate popcorn for dinner. Yep, complete garbage.
the idea of dropping to fifteen hundred calories a day seems to be giving me strange cravings. I did better at 1700 without the idea of limiting myself. I ate more fruit. I ate more veggies. I may just decide to keep my calories between fifteen and sixteen hundred and see how far that takes me. You never know. Could work. It may just take longer to drop the weight. If that's the case, so what...if it takes me another year to drop thirty to forty pounds, I have already lost 53 lbs or so (probably more now). I feel so much better. If it comes off at five pounds a month, it will give me time to adjust. I have never done well with a ton of calorie restriction. The fact that I can eat just 1500 to 1600 is a revelation to me, and nothing to be sneered at. I may just accept this level and keep plodding along. I like working out, so can always pound it a bit more.
I felt blah this evening, like I needed a break so I went to Barnes and nobles ( I would set up a tent there if I could) and picked up a few books (not to buy, just to read). Mostly stuff about the Torah, the Talmud (Jewish oral tradition based on the Torah) and the zohar (a book about kabbalah which is just Jewish mysticism and some oral tradition, some high Kabbalah, but mostly from an Hasidic perspective, which is Kabbalah for the masses) I have been interested in it for years...ever since I spent time studying taoism and buddhism (just eastern philosophy in general). So, I was reading about Angels and Uriel, who is my favorite archangel...said in oral tradition to be the keeper of the gates of Hell and the bringer of the light of knowledge. He is also supposed to be the angel who slayed the assyrians when they gathered at the gates of Jerusalem. Which you can read about In 2 Kings Ch. 19.
Hezekiah went in to the temple after his bid to bribe Sennacherib had failed and asked God to remember him. In response God sent the 'Angel of Death' to preserve Jerusalem and slay the army of the Assyrians. Not only is this found in the bible, but is corroborated in the annals of Assyrian history.
This battle was Made famous by Lord Byron in his poem
The Destruction of Sennacharib
This poem is a particular favorite in our family...we take turns reading it. Trying to see who can read it in the most dramatic fashion without sounding corny. Try it, it's not easy.
The Destruction of Sennacherib
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea.
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
That host with their banners at sunset were seen:
Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,
That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
For the Angel of Death Spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still!
And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,
But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock beating surf.
And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail.
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,
The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,
and the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,
hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Written by:
George Gordon, Lord Byron.
I love it when God gets all kick ass.
We still can't decide whether it's better to read for affect or allow the words to kind of build. We're working on it...lol.
Well, enough with this...Hope
everyone is on track and steering clear of the Angel of Death...He's a doozy.
Hugs,
Chris
who knows.
I did a three and a half mile walk today. But ate popcorn for dinner. Yep, complete garbage.
the idea of dropping to fifteen hundred calories a day seems to be giving me strange cravings. I did better at 1700 without the idea of limiting myself. I ate more fruit. I ate more veggies. I may just decide to keep my calories between fifteen and sixteen hundred and see how far that takes me. You never know. Could work. It may just take longer to drop the weight. If that's the case, so what...if it takes me another year to drop thirty to forty pounds, I have already lost 53 lbs or so (probably more now). I feel so much better. If it comes off at five pounds a month, it will give me time to adjust. I have never done well with a ton of calorie restriction. The fact that I can eat just 1500 to 1600 is a revelation to me, and nothing to be sneered at. I may just accept this level and keep plodding along. I like working out, so can always pound it a bit more.
I felt blah this evening, like I needed a break so I went to Barnes and nobles ( I would set up a tent there if I could) and picked up a few books (not to buy, just to read). Mostly stuff about the Torah, the Talmud (Jewish oral tradition based on the Torah) and the zohar (a book about kabbalah which is just Jewish mysticism and some oral tradition, some high Kabbalah, but mostly from an Hasidic perspective, which is Kabbalah for the masses) I have been interested in it for years...ever since I spent time studying taoism and buddhism (just eastern philosophy in general). So, I was reading about Angels and Uriel, who is my favorite archangel...said in oral tradition to be the keeper of the gates of Hell and the bringer of the light of knowledge. He is also supposed to be the angel who slayed the assyrians when they gathered at the gates of Jerusalem. Which you can read about In 2 Kings Ch. 19.
Hezekiah went in to the temple after his bid to bribe Sennacherib had failed and asked God to remember him. In response God sent the 'Angel of Death' to preserve Jerusalem and slay the army of the Assyrians. Not only is this found in the bible, but is corroborated in the annals of Assyrian history.
This battle was Made famous by Lord Byron in his poem
The Destruction of Sennacharib
This poem is a particular favorite in our family...we take turns reading it. Trying to see who can read it in the most dramatic fashion without sounding corny. Try it, it's not easy.
The Destruction of Sennacherib
The Assyrian came down like the wolf on the fold,
And his cohorts were gleaming in purple and gold;
And the sheen of their spears was like stars on the sea.
When the blue wave rolls nightly on deep Galilee.
Like the leaves of the forest when Summer is green,
That host with their banners at sunset were seen:
Like the leaves of the forest when Autumn hath blown,
That host on the morrow lay withered and strown.
For the Angel of Death Spread his wings on the blast,
And breathed in the face of the foe as he passed;
And the eyes of the sleepers waxed deadly and chill,
And their hearts but once heaved, and forever grew still!
And there lay the steed with his nostril all wide,
But through it there rolled not the breath of his pride;
And the foam of his gasping lay white on the turf,
And cold as the spray of the rock beating surf.
And there lay the rider distorted and pale,
With the dew on his brow, and the rust on his mail.
And the tents were all silent, the banners alone,
The lances unlifted, the trumpet unblown.
And the widows of Ashur are loud in their wail,
and the idols are broke in the temple of Baal;
And the might of the Gentile, unsmote by the sword,
hath melted like snow in the glance of the Lord!
Written by:
George Gordon, Lord Byron.
I love it when God gets all kick ass.
We still can't decide whether it's better to read for affect or allow the words to kind of build. We're working on it...lol.
Well, enough with this...Hope
everyone is on track and steering clear of the Angel of Death...He's a doozy.
Hugs,
Chris
11.05.2009
letting it stand
In light of today's events at Ft. Hood, I let yesterday's post stand. Sometimes, we write the perfect thing...one day early.
God Bless the people who are grieving and the families who have lost loved ones and the people who were injured.
See you tomorrow.
Chris
God Bless the people who are grieving and the families who have lost loved ones and the people who were injured.
See you tomorrow.
Chris
11.04.2009
Today is all you have.
I think this is going to be a serious post....I write from brain to keyboard, so was all set to start tip tapping away at what was a pretty good day. I did not do a workout today because it's my rest day. I have girl scouts on Wednesdays so I make a point to take that day off, its from 5-630 pm. Prime workout time for me. I am feeling good. I had a great day, so what's with the melancholy. I don't know...it's not really melancholy...it's more like a sense of how finite and fleeting life is, how precious life is.
I have always wanted to be wise, ever since I was little and read about King solomon. God offered him anything and King solomon said that all he really wanted was wisdom. God granted him wisdom and everything else too. Ecclesiastes is my favorite book. It is widely believed to have been written by Solomon. Mostly wisdom comes through painful experiences, I think parts of my childhood were in response to my prayers for wisdom. Don't get me wrong, I am not blaming God for the actions of others...but I do believe we are placed in situations because God, having created us, knows what our souls yearn for, and so he allows us to begin our race where we will benefit the most. I spend alot of time trying to understand people and God. That's why for so many years, the idea of being a nun appealed to me. Yes, you have to pray alot, but you would get to spend all those hours reading, praying and thinking and spending time with God, and having God spend time with you.
I have a running joke with a good friend...She used to (and still does)pray for patience. I told her if you pray for patience, God will Give you practice. practice makes patience, And he does.
I wrote about my childhood, and I know that it was painful. But what could I expect when I prayed for wisdom. You learn more through loss than you do through gain. I know many people don't believe in God, or don't believe God answers prayer. I think he answers it in exactly the way we need him to, barely ever in the way we want him to.
Take my husband for instance. I prayed for years for my marriage to be restored, and it was. It was then that I had to accept that my prayer had been answered. Sometimes when God gives us what we ask for, it is when a huge test has begun. God knew that my big weakness was my sense of justice. There had to be justice for the wronged. God knew, that for me to have the marriage I wanted, I had to give up my yearning for vindication, I had to let go of being right. I had to forgive and let go of my bitterness. Holding on to your position as victim is a pretty heady thing. You have leverage over the other person. You have the upper hand. Forgiving someone means laying down the lever. That lever means that all the inequity in your relationship that for so long was on their side, now is on yours...you want to exploit it, get some of your own back. Extract your pound of flesh, let them feel the uncertainty and the pain. You think you are wrestling with the other person, your nemesis...when in fact, you are wrestling with God. You want God to give you "justice'....but God already saw the whole situation, knows what was needed, and acted accordingly. He is polishing you. He is molding you. He is giving you exactly what was needed...what you prayed for.
It just didn't go the way you thought it would.
Here's the problem. At that point I was wise enough to know that what I wanted to do wouldn't get me the relationship I wanted. I knew the hatred was my way of coping with the pain of disappointed hopes.
Searching out wisdom has a down side.
You can't throw the kind of all encompassing, empassioned, footstomping, mother- of- all, hissy fits you would like to throw. Where You want to bury the other person in the piles of anger, and bitterness and condemnation and recrimination.
You wish you could,but You KNOW better.
Like my mom's second husband. The abuser, who was abused. I figured the whole thing out one night while I was lying in bed, finally ready to really look at it through God's eyes, not my own. What it means to love like Christ loved. That if I ever talked to him again, I should try unconditional love. Love that he won't be able to give back, that I don't expect back. Why? Cause he has never had it. As a child, he was abused physically and mentally. As an adult, he abused...others and he self abused through alchohol, divorce and self isolation. Then he reaped what he sowed by recieving the anger and pain from the children he raised. However, God allowed me to see what was needed. He put me here. I prayed for wisdom and that is what he gave me. If and when I talk to him again, I should extend only love. Like round robin. As a child of God, I have experienced unconditional love, so I can give it.
When we respond to the infliction of pain by causing pain of our own, nothing is healed. When we respond in love, healing begins for everyone. I used to think this was weakness. Someone hits you, hit back harder. Now I know a loving response is the hardest thing there is to do. It is easy to strike back in anger. Hard to find some humility, turn our cheek and walk away...or even better than walking away, stay and care.
I am not talking about staying in an abusive relationship. I am talking about the cycle of violence in this world. The compounding pain, and the lack of compassion. I am no where near where I would like to be as a person. I lack humility, I lack a good deal of wisdom, I lack compassion many times, I lack patience. I am afraid to pray for these things, because I know if I do, God will give me practice. I have put growing spiritually on the back burner for a bit to grow physically. In a year or two, when I am brave enough, I will pray for these things again. Or God may simply get tired of waiting and begin on his own, who knows. Every day is a gift, today felt like a gift. Maybe this is for you...whoever you are, maybe that's why.
Talk to you tomorrow,
Hugs,
Chris
I have always wanted to be wise, ever since I was little and read about King solomon. God offered him anything and King solomon said that all he really wanted was wisdom. God granted him wisdom and everything else too. Ecclesiastes is my favorite book. It is widely believed to have been written by Solomon. Mostly wisdom comes through painful experiences, I think parts of my childhood were in response to my prayers for wisdom. Don't get me wrong, I am not blaming God for the actions of others...but I do believe we are placed in situations because God, having created us, knows what our souls yearn for, and so he allows us to begin our race where we will benefit the most. I spend alot of time trying to understand people and God. That's why for so many years, the idea of being a nun appealed to me. Yes, you have to pray alot, but you would get to spend all those hours reading, praying and thinking and spending time with God, and having God spend time with you.
I have a running joke with a good friend...She used to (and still does)pray for patience. I told her if you pray for patience, God will Give you practice. practice makes patience, And he does.
I wrote about my childhood, and I know that it was painful. But what could I expect when I prayed for wisdom. You learn more through loss than you do through gain. I know many people don't believe in God, or don't believe God answers prayer. I think he answers it in exactly the way we need him to, barely ever in the way we want him to.
Take my husband for instance. I prayed for years for my marriage to be restored, and it was. It was then that I had to accept that my prayer had been answered. Sometimes when God gives us what we ask for, it is when a huge test has begun. God knew that my big weakness was my sense of justice. There had to be justice for the wronged. God knew, that for me to have the marriage I wanted, I had to give up my yearning for vindication, I had to let go of being right. I had to forgive and let go of my bitterness. Holding on to your position as victim is a pretty heady thing. You have leverage over the other person. You have the upper hand. Forgiving someone means laying down the lever. That lever means that all the inequity in your relationship that for so long was on their side, now is on yours...you want to exploit it, get some of your own back. Extract your pound of flesh, let them feel the uncertainty and the pain. You think you are wrestling with the other person, your nemesis...when in fact, you are wrestling with God. You want God to give you "justice'....but God already saw the whole situation, knows what was needed, and acted accordingly. He is polishing you. He is molding you. He is giving you exactly what was needed...what you prayed for.
It just didn't go the way you thought it would.
Here's the problem. At that point I was wise enough to know that what I wanted to do wouldn't get me the relationship I wanted. I knew the hatred was my way of coping with the pain of disappointed hopes.
Searching out wisdom has a down side.
You can't throw the kind of all encompassing, empassioned, footstomping, mother- of- all, hissy fits you would like to throw. Where You want to bury the other person in the piles of anger, and bitterness and condemnation and recrimination.
You wish you could,but You KNOW better.
Like my mom's second husband. The abuser, who was abused. I figured the whole thing out one night while I was lying in bed, finally ready to really look at it through God's eyes, not my own. What it means to love like Christ loved. That if I ever talked to him again, I should try unconditional love. Love that he won't be able to give back, that I don't expect back. Why? Cause he has never had it. As a child, he was abused physically and mentally. As an adult, he abused...others and he self abused through alchohol, divorce and self isolation. Then he reaped what he sowed by recieving the anger and pain from the children he raised. However, God allowed me to see what was needed. He put me here. I prayed for wisdom and that is what he gave me. If and when I talk to him again, I should extend only love. Like round robin. As a child of God, I have experienced unconditional love, so I can give it.
When we respond to the infliction of pain by causing pain of our own, nothing is healed. When we respond in love, healing begins for everyone. I used to think this was weakness. Someone hits you, hit back harder. Now I know a loving response is the hardest thing there is to do. It is easy to strike back in anger. Hard to find some humility, turn our cheek and walk away...or even better than walking away, stay and care.
I am not talking about staying in an abusive relationship. I am talking about the cycle of violence in this world. The compounding pain, and the lack of compassion. I am no where near where I would like to be as a person. I lack humility, I lack a good deal of wisdom, I lack compassion many times, I lack patience. I am afraid to pray for these things, because I know if I do, God will give me practice. I have put growing spiritually on the back burner for a bit to grow physically. In a year or two, when I am brave enough, I will pray for these things again. Or God may simply get tired of waiting and begin on his own, who knows. Every day is a gift, today felt like a gift. Maybe this is for you...whoever you are, maybe that's why.
Talk to you tomorrow,
Hugs,
Chris
11.03.2009
Why and how are you losing the weight? good question
We have all seen the stories on other peoples blogs.
I remember starting every new diet with a fire in my belly and my feet on fire. I was really pumped. I was going to do it....two weeks later, saying no to fast food became a temptation too great to bear, I would figure, "What's the point?"
Or
"I'll start again on Monday."
But monday never came. At that point, every diet for me was temporary. In my mind, I was going to "Lose this weight...fast." The idea of watching what I ate for the rest of my life was not even a concept I looked at...I would lose the weight and.....
Then I would 'BE NORMAL'.
That meant, eat like I used to. But when I really thought about it, I knew that wasn't true. I wasn't going to be able to eat fast food all the time. I would stick with it for three or four weeks, decide things weren't moving fast enough and binge. Get upset that the scale wasn't moving. Do two or three 1200 calorie (or less) days....get hungry, Binge again. Go to the gym and work out for two hours thinking I could wipe away the binge. Get on the scale, and see little to no movement and figure "I can't lose weight, I am destined to be fat."
This style of dieting was crazy, nonproductive and destructive.
Then I would quit until the next time I hopped on a scale only to notice that my weight was higher than ever. I would completely freak out and then start the cycle all over again.
I am going to write down a list of sure fire ways to fail at losing weight that I have tried:
1.) Thinking a pill will cure you. I've tried a few pills in my time, pills to stop the hunger, pills to "speed up the metabolism", pills to pass the fat through your system.
Magic pills only work in fairy tales.
2.) Starving myself....it may work in the short term, but it is completely unsustainable. Nobody wants to live hungry the rest of their lives. Especially not me.
3.)Exercise myself thin....I was eating what I've always eaten and exercising 30-60 minutes a day. I may have been staving off a gain, but I sure wasn't losing any weight. No matter how I wished the walks would take off the fat, it didn't work. I just had a decent cardiovascular system and a bunch of fat.
4.) An all or nothing extreme diet. If I start telling myself that I am 'only going to do this extreme diet for a week or two to get a "head start".' Iwill fail. I will get the idea in my head that this is how it is always going to be, I am hungry, sick of meat, sick of grapefruit..cabbages or apples. I would want a piece of chocolate or some other 'bad food'. Then when I inevitably quit these 'diets', I would feel like I had 'failed'. I did starving, apples before each meal, atkins, south beach (which is actually just fruits veggies and lean meats in moderation, it was my disordered thinking that screwed that one up). The reason this fails is that while the diet may work, it wasn't giving me the tools to use for the rest of my life.
5.) Weight loss with a termination date-
I want to lose weight for ___________. Insert some dire emergency here....family reunion, high school reunion, bathing suit season, wedding....you may lose it, but if I don't see weight loss as a long term solution to a long term problem...I will gain it all back. (I have done all of these...)
6.) Losing weight to please ____________?
Anybody but myself in that slot is the wrong answer.
Like I said before, I Eat less and exercise more. I Work with solid numbers. I went online and found out my rmr and bmr. Body by pizza has Jillian Micheals calculations for bmr and rmr on her blog. It's in the December 2008 portion.
I count my calories. Now there are some meals I know the calorie count to by heart. Will I have to weigh and measure EVERYTHING FOR THE RESTOFMYLIFE....no. I used to say and think that. Now I know, that there are meals I generally like to eat. Once I know the general calorie count of what I am consuming, I know it. It's only new foods, or new meals that I will have to measure or count. Most restaurants have nutrition info. At maintenance, it is going to take some monkeying around to find what and how much I can and can't eat to maintain my weight. I can still have the occasional treat. If I really watch my calories five days a week, and have an extra 800-1000 calories left. On Friday, I can have some pizza or lasagna or pie. It's for life, there shouldn't be bad or good foods. Just well planned foods. Weight loss is totally doable in a slow, methodical way. I have just slowed my mind down and now I let it happen. It may well take a year to do, or two. But, heck....what else have I got to do, Right? This IS for life
Well that's all for now. Be good to yourselves.
Today I ate 1505 calories and exercised for an hour and 15 minutes and burned 680 calories...woohoo...My Arnold knows how to burn it down.
Have a great wednesday.
Hugs,
Chris
I remember starting every new diet with a fire in my belly and my feet on fire. I was really pumped. I was going to do it....two weeks later, saying no to fast food became a temptation too great to bear, I would figure, "What's the point?"
Or
"I'll start again on Monday."
But monday never came. At that point, every diet for me was temporary. In my mind, I was going to "Lose this weight...fast." The idea of watching what I ate for the rest of my life was not even a concept I looked at...I would lose the weight and.....
Then I would 'BE NORMAL'.
That meant, eat like I used to. But when I really thought about it, I knew that wasn't true. I wasn't going to be able to eat fast food all the time. I would stick with it for three or four weeks, decide things weren't moving fast enough and binge. Get upset that the scale wasn't moving. Do two or three 1200 calorie (or less) days....get hungry, Binge again. Go to the gym and work out for two hours thinking I could wipe away the binge. Get on the scale, and see little to no movement and figure "I can't lose weight, I am destined to be fat."
This style of dieting was crazy, nonproductive and destructive.
Then I would quit until the next time I hopped on a scale only to notice that my weight was higher than ever. I would completely freak out and then start the cycle all over again.
I am going to write down a list of sure fire ways to fail at losing weight that I have tried:
1.) Thinking a pill will cure you. I've tried a few pills in my time, pills to stop the hunger, pills to "speed up the metabolism", pills to pass the fat through your system.
Magic pills only work in fairy tales.
2.) Starving myself....it may work in the short term, but it is completely unsustainable. Nobody wants to live hungry the rest of their lives. Especially not me.
3.)Exercise myself thin....I was eating what I've always eaten and exercising 30-60 minutes a day. I may have been staving off a gain, but I sure wasn't losing any weight. No matter how I wished the walks would take off the fat, it didn't work. I just had a decent cardiovascular system and a bunch of fat.
4.) An all or nothing extreme diet. If I start telling myself that I am 'only going to do this extreme diet for a week or two to get a "head start".' Iwill fail. I will get the idea in my head that this is how it is always going to be, I am hungry, sick of meat, sick of grapefruit..cabbages or apples. I would want a piece of chocolate or some other 'bad food'. Then when I inevitably quit these 'diets', I would feel like I had 'failed'. I did starving, apples before each meal, atkins, south beach (which is actually just fruits veggies and lean meats in moderation, it was my disordered thinking that screwed that one up). The reason this fails is that while the diet may work, it wasn't giving me the tools to use for the rest of my life.
5.) Weight loss with a termination date-
I want to lose weight for ___________. Insert some dire emergency here....family reunion, high school reunion, bathing suit season, wedding....you may lose it, but if I don't see weight loss as a long term solution to a long term problem...I will gain it all back. (I have done all of these...)
6.) Losing weight to please ____________?
Anybody but myself in that slot is the wrong answer.
Like I said before, I Eat less and exercise more. I Work with solid numbers. I went online and found out my rmr and bmr. Body by pizza has Jillian Micheals calculations for bmr and rmr on her blog. It's in the December 2008 portion.
I count my calories. Now there are some meals I know the calorie count to by heart. Will I have to weigh and measure EVERYTHING FOR THE RESTOFMYLIFE....no. I used to say and think that. Now I know, that there are meals I generally like to eat. Once I know the general calorie count of what I am consuming, I know it. It's only new foods, or new meals that I will have to measure or count. Most restaurants have nutrition info. At maintenance, it is going to take some monkeying around to find what and how much I can and can't eat to maintain my weight. I can still have the occasional treat. If I really watch my calories five days a week, and have an extra 800-1000 calories left. On Friday, I can have some pizza or lasagna or pie. It's for life, there shouldn't be bad or good foods. Just well planned foods. Weight loss is totally doable in a slow, methodical way. I have just slowed my mind down and now I let it happen. It may well take a year to do, or two. But, heck....what else have I got to do, Right? This IS for life
Well that's all for now. Be good to yourselves.
Today I ate 1505 calories and exercised for an hour and 15 minutes and burned 680 calories...woohoo...My Arnold knows how to burn it down.
Have a great wednesday.
Hugs,
Chris
11.02.2009
O.........M..........G..............!!!!!!!!!!!
They took Christian and gave me Arnold...
Christian 
Christian 
Arnold...
This machine is killer.
I walk into the gym, expecting to find Christian, and instead...in its place, is what looks like something out of star wars.
It should have warning labels. I burned 575 calories in one hour, and I wasn't even going fast...you know why, CAUSE I COULDN'T....holy batcave.
I then did seventy sit ups and called it a night.
I stopped by the store to pickup some body scrub. I am getting all girly on you now...
So I found some, then I was looking at perfume and found This:
This stuff smells fabulous...
Versace White Crystal.
This stuff smells fabulous...
Versace White Crystal.It's really hard for me to pick a perfume I LIKE because I have a very sensitive nose. Most perfumes are just overpowering. This was great, It has a really nice, sophisticated, light scent.
Right now I have amarige from givenchy, but it's almost gone.
This goes on my Christmas wish list..this and a blender lol.
If I could send the smell through the screen I would. It is lovely.
So, I tried a new recipe from my weight watchers cook book tonight. It was a soup.
It had one can of cannelini beans, 3 cups of spinach, 8 oz. of italian sausage (casings removed), 3 cups pasta, 4 cups chicken broth, 2 tsp sage, 1 tsp garlic...salt and pepper to taste...It was really good. 1.5 cups=418 calories.
Made that for the whole family...trying to find new recipes so I can eat with everyone else.
Well, Hope everyone was on target and is doing fine.
Hugs,
Chris
11.01.2009
Makeovers and Horror movies
Hey guys,
well, went on post (army base), did a three mile walk and then after tried passing out Angel Food flyer's. It's not as easy as you may think. I don't know why more people aren't taking advantage of this program. It's a really good deal. Thirty dollars will feed a family of four for a week. And it's good food, steak and chicken etc. Well, I guess I'll just keep plugging. If anybody is hard up with the money, and you need to cut back you can go to angelfood ministries.com and see if they are located near you. It's a nationwide program.
Anyway, I am looking in the mirror and realise that one eyebrow is thicker than the other. Things like this will bother me until I correct them. So I decided to do a mini makeover tonight. I plucked my eyebrows, shaved, did a facial scrub, moisturized, and then me and my Sophie did our toenails and our nails. I picked plum and Sophie picked orange. It was so nice to be able to give myself a pedicure. When I was pushing 262, those toenails were hard to reach. Just for giggles, I took my toe and touched my nose. My husband just looked at me like wtf? He doesn't get it, and probably never will.
After I was all done though, he gets up to get his food to take to work (he works the night shift) and he says, "You look nice."
From him, that's a sonnet.
I also caught him staring....twice.
It's fun to flirt with your husband...especially when at one point the marriage was all but dead. It's almost like getting to know someone new.
Think of it as dating without the fear of std's.
So, back to the gym tomorrow. Can't wait really. I was thinking of trying this new Pilate's type thing where I do high reps and low weights to get a thin dancer type body. I saw it on YouTube. I have always admired their legs. If I could actually achieve that look (it looked possible) and I am doing an hour of exercise irregardless, why not? Might as well have what you like.
Oh, I didn't pound on the window last night, but my husband did sneak up behind my oldest and scared the bejeezus out of her, just prior to what sounded like a chainsaw murder scene. Too funny.
I remember being in high school and we were at my friend Rose's house. We were watching Pet Semetery and there is that part at the beginning of the movie where the jogger (or whatever) is lying on the table (apparently dead...his brains all seeping out the top of his head) and he sits up and grabs Louis and says "The soil of a man's heart is stonier Louis."then he falls back down. and breathes his last...well Rose's mom pounds on the window right then, and we all about peed ourselves. Ah, the good old days.
Sitting there last night, I understood the urge.
If you haven't seen Pet Semetery, you should.
So, tomorrow it's yogurt with peaches and honey for breakfast, half a sandwich and an apple for lunch, and some sort of protein and three servings of veggies for dinner.
I am trying to keep my calories at 1550 or less as I suspect I am around 205 right now and want to keep that five hundred calorie deficit.
Keep on keeping on....
Hugs,
Chris
well, went on post (army base), did a three mile walk and then after tried passing out Angel Food flyer's. It's not as easy as you may think. I don't know why more people aren't taking advantage of this program. It's a really good deal. Thirty dollars will feed a family of four for a week. And it's good food, steak and chicken etc. Well, I guess I'll just keep plugging. If anybody is hard up with the money, and you need to cut back you can go to angelfood ministries.com and see if they are located near you. It's a nationwide program.
Anyway, I am looking in the mirror and realise that one eyebrow is thicker than the other. Things like this will bother me until I correct them. So I decided to do a mini makeover tonight. I plucked my eyebrows, shaved, did a facial scrub, moisturized, and then me and my Sophie did our toenails and our nails. I picked plum and Sophie picked orange. It was so nice to be able to give myself a pedicure. When I was pushing 262, those toenails were hard to reach. Just for giggles, I took my toe and touched my nose. My husband just looked at me like wtf? He doesn't get it, and probably never will.
After I was all done though, he gets up to get his food to take to work (he works the night shift) and he says, "You look nice."
From him, that's a sonnet.
I also caught him staring....twice.
It's fun to flirt with your husband...especially when at one point the marriage was all but dead. It's almost like getting to know someone new.
Think of it as dating without the fear of std's.
So, back to the gym tomorrow. Can't wait really. I was thinking of trying this new Pilate's type thing where I do high reps and low weights to get a thin dancer type body. I saw it on YouTube. I have always admired their legs. If I could actually achieve that look (it looked possible) and I am doing an hour of exercise irregardless, why not? Might as well have what you like.
Oh, I didn't pound on the window last night, but my husband did sneak up behind my oldest and scared the bejeezus out of her, just prior to what sounded like a chainsaw murder scene. Too funny.
I remember being in high school and we were at my friend Rose's house. We were watching Pet Semetery and there is that part at the beginning of the movie where the jogger (or whatever) is lying on the table (apparently dead...his brains all seeping out the top of his head) and he sits up and grabs Louis and says "The soil of a man's heart is stonier Louis."then he falls back down. and breathes his last...well Rose's mom pounds on the window right then, and we all about peed ourselves. Ah, the good old days.
Sitting there last night, I understood the urge.
If you haven't seen Pet Semetery, you should.
So, tomorrow it's yogurt with peaches and honey for breakfast, half a sandwich and an apple for lunch, and some sort of protein and three servings of veggies for dinner.
I am trying to keep my calories at 1550 or less as I suspect I am around 205 right now and want to keep that five hundred calorie deficit.
Keep on keeping on....
Hugs,
Chris
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