New Day One
Here's what happened. I had so much to say about Halloween and no time to say it in, and then the following days were the same. I was very serious about counting calories and losing weight before my sealing, and I did lose seven pounds in the nine days. I counted calories, I did planks in increasing lengths, and I did two workouts most days. This left me little personal time, and I'm still a full-time working mom and the cook in the family. Also the laundress, but I digress.
Anyway, I did really well, and I kept track in my notebook--just didn't blog, until about day twenty-three, and then I went sort of off the rails. I just didn't keep track for a few days. When I started keeping track again, I saw that some bad habits had crept in. I decided to start the hundred days afresh, and I did, but I wasn't blogging, see, and so my accountability was too low. It was easy to say, "This will be day one," "No, THIS will be day one," until I've gotten back up to where I need to lose forty pounds.
So, even though today was not stellar, IT IS DAY ONE. And I AM GOING TO BLOG. I need to do this project through the holidays, because if I go up in weight from here. . . .
Let's just say I'll be hating life.
I started out fine today. Well, pretty fine. I only had twenty minutes at the gym, unfortunately. (I live with too many teenagers to have control of when I can go to sleep.) So I just did the elliptical with increasing resistance, doing a fast most-of-a-minute in intervals. I burned about 167 calories that way.
I made my two fried eggs with just a touch of butter, and made myself wait until 9:15 to eat them. I'm going to work my way up to sixteen hours again. Yesterday, an unofficial Day One, I made myself wait until 9:00. Anyway, I ate my eggs, and then I let myself eat the last piece of the homemade gingerbread I made on Sunday. I had made it with no sugar--I used monk fruit sweetener which has zero calories--so it wasn't that bad for me. I also used whole wheat flour for part of the flour. I calculated how many calories went into the whole pan of gingerbread and divided it by twelve, as the piece I had was about 1/12 of the pan. That came to 142 calories, which is not bad. I also had some dried honeydew melon. I wrote everything down in my notebook as I went along, just like the very good girl I am trying to be.
I had my lunch around 11:00, which I maybe should have waited for. Lunch was a piece of whole wheat toast with the last of the homemade turkey gravy. Now I was up to 592 calories.
I told my coworker that the potato chips were tempting me, but that not wanting to write them down and blog about them was keeping me from eating them. That worked for an hour or so, and then hell broke loose.
I actually took a lunch away from my desk, which I don't usually do. I went into a dark conference room and listened to a podcast for a half hour, only to find that I had two people waiting to meet with me when I got back. I had forgotten they were coming. So, I was a little stressed, and even more so when a third person checked in five minutes later.
I saw them all and did right by them as quickly as I could, then had paperwork and actually quite a bit of work to do today. I felt a little stressed, and I got some potato chips. I looked on the bag for how many calories were in the potato chips, and I wrote it on my list, but I didn't do a very good job here, because I had seconds. It's all on the list, but it was not the best choice.
I later ate my pear and my grapes, and wrote them down. I did not eat my cutie. That would have been a much better snack than the potato chips, but, hey, at least I am finally doing this and getting back on track.
Supper was butter garlic pasta with meatballs. I used whole wheat pasta and had a limited amount of it with just three meatballs. I had a little bit of the squash I had baked. I added up all my calories for the day, counting the cocoa in intended to make with my dinner milk, and it came to 1677. Too much, but I knew it was coming, and I had already planned to walk in the pool.
I didn't want to walk in the pool. It's cold outside. But I made myself, and I did the full eighty minutes I had planned to, with 31 of the laps including weights around my ankles. That burned about 490 calories. I walked up my double flight of stairs at work three times today, for 15 more calories. All together, I burned about 672 calories, leaving a net of 1005 calories today. Not the best, but definitely better than it might have been.
Double workouts might be part of my main get-through-the-holidays strategy.
There are always weird people at the pool--I don't know why, but I'll only tell you about one of them tonight. It's an older man who putzes around in the sauna and jacuzzi--not getting any exercise but just hanging out, which is what 90% of the people in the pool do, anyway, but then he sits in a chair off the side of the pool and slathers himself in body butter. You know, the expensive stuff that I put on my feet and try to make last as long as possible. I'm talking his legs, arms, chest, even his neck and the top of his balding head. He spends about fifteen minutes greasing himself up generously with this stuff, and then he sits there like that a few seconds, and then he. . .washes it off in the shower. I've seen him do it twice now.
Anyway, I did really well, and I kept track in my notebook--just didn't blog, until about day twenty-three, and then I went sort of off the rails. I just didn't keep track for a few days. When I started keeping track again, I saw that some bad habits had crept in. I decided to start the hundred days afresh, and I did, but I wasn't blogging, see, and so my accountability was too low. It was easy to say, "This will be day one," "No, THIS will be day one," until I've gotten back up to where I need to lose forty pounds.
So, even though today was not stellar, IT IS DAY ONE. And I AM GOING TO BLOG. I need to do this project through the holidays, because if I go up in weight from here. . . .
Let's just say I'll be hating life.
I started out fine today. Well, pretty fine. I only had twenty minutes at the gym, unfortunately. (I live with too many teenagers to have control of when I can go to sleep.) So I just did the elliptical with increasing resistance, doing a fast most-of-a-minute in intervals. I burned about 167 calories that way.
I made my two fried eggs with just a touch of butter, and made myself wait until 9:15 to eat them. I'm going to work my way up to sixteen hours again. Yesterday, an unofficial Day One, I made myself wait until 9:00. Anyway, I ate my eggs, and then I let myself eat the last piece of the homemade gingerbread I made on Sunday. I had made it with no sugar--I used monk fruit sweetener which has zero calories--so it wasn't that bad for me. I also used whole wheat flour for part of the flour. I calculated how many calories went into the whole pan of gingerbread and divided it by twelve, as the piece I had was about 1/12 of the pan. That came to 142 calories, which is not bad. I also had some dried honeydew melon. I wrote everything down in my notebook as I went along, just like the very good girl I am trying to be.
I had my lunch around 11:00, which I maybe should have waited for. Lunch was a piece of whole wheat toast with the last of the homemade turkey gravy. Now I was up to 592 calories.
I told my coworker that the potato chips were tempting me, but that not wanting to write them down and blog about them was keeping me from eating them. That worked for an hour or so, and then hell broke loose.
I actually took a lunch away from my desk, which I don't usually do. I went into a dark conference room and listened to a podcast for a half hour, only to find that I had two people waiting to meet with me when I got back. I had forgotten they were coming. So, I was a little stressed, and even more so when a third person checked in five minutes later.
I saw them all and did right by them as quickly as I could, then had paperwork and actually quite a bit of work to do today. I felt a little stressed, and I got some potato chips. I looked on the bag for how many calories were in the potato chips, and I wrote it on my list, but I didn't do a very good job here, because I had seconds. It's all on the list, but it was not the best choice.
I later ate my pear and my grapes, and wrote them down. I did not eat my cutie. That would have been a much better snack than the potato chips, but, hey, at least I am finally doing this and getting back on track.
Supper was butter garlic pasta with meatballs. I used whole wheat pasta and had a limited amount of it with just three meatballs. I had a little bit of the squash I had baked. I added up all my calories for the day, counting the cocoa in intended to make with my dinner milk, and it came to 1677. Too much, but I knew it was coming, and I had already planned to walk in the pool.
I didn't want to walk in the pool. It's cold outside. But I made myself, and I did the full eighty minutes I had planned to, with 31 of the laps including weights around my ankles. That burned about 490 calories. I walked up my double flight of stairs at work three times today, for 15 more calories. All together, I burned about 672 calories, leaving a net of 1005 calories today. Not the best, but definitely better than it might have been.
Double workouts might be part of my main get-through-the-holidays strategy.
There are always weird people at the pool--I don't know why, but I'll only tell you about one of them tonight. It's an older man who putzes around in the sauna and jacuzzi--not getting any exercise but just hanging out, which is what 90% of the people in the pool do, anyway, but then he sits in a chair off the side of the pool and slathers himself in body butter. You know, the expensive stuff that I put on my feet and try to make last as long as possible. I'm talking his legs, arms, chest, even his neck and the top of his balding head. He spends about fifteen minutes greasing himself up generously with this stuff, and then he sits there like that a few seconds, and then he. . .washes it off in the shower. I've seen him do it twice now.
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