Posts Tagged ‘food’

I found my running mojo.

July 21, 2010

It was right there the whole time.  Hiding in a pile of clean laundry, made up of mostly workout clothes.  Who knew?

So I picked it up, put it on (along with my workout clothes!) and picked a goal race for this fall.  I’m training again.  This time for a half marathon in Columbus, Ohio.  Eek!  I’ve been running more consistently now for a couple weeks, and I feel good.  A gal I work with moved in to my neighborhood, so we’ve been meeting each other to run a couple mornings before work (5:15 am, baby!  Best hours of the day, as my Grandad would say!).  That’s been nice, and kept me off my treadmill.  She hurt her knee this weekend, so this week I’m on my own.  I ran yesterday morning and plan to do it again tomorrow and Friday.  Then this weekend I”ll get in my long run (7 miles!) and another short run. 

Ideally.  😀 

My weight has kind of plateaued.  It’s not a mystery as to why.  I’ve not been logging my food, and I’ve been eating cookies like they are the last ones on earth.  So yeah.  I’ll be needing to change that.  Y’all may know about my tummy trials and tribulations, and I can tell you that the answer is not cookies.  I’m highly suspicious that the culprit is actually gluten, but I’m in denial about what that would mean.  So I’m not sure where I’m at on that.  I feel like a 3 year old, all “I don’t wanna!” when it comes to potentially cutting out the best food in the world.  Bread.  Which manifests itself into the best meals ever.  Sammiches.  Pizza.  Pasta.  FRICK.

Briefly last week, I attempted an elimination diet, where you basically eat nothing but chicken, turkey, lamb (who the hell eats lamb?), and potatoes.  And some fruit.  I lasted about 2 days.  I wore my cranky-pants the entire time.  In theory, the idea was that I’d do this for two weeks (HA!) and then start adding foods back in to see what it is that makes me feel like royal crapola all the time.  But apparently I was not motivated enough, because I did not stick with it.  The allure of a PB&J was too strong. 

So this week, I’ve bounced back down to my lowest weight in years, and I’m logging my points every day.  Yesterday that involved pizza and wine, but hey, that is what you get activity points and weekly points for!

Hells to the yeah – or a tale of 3 victories

April 20, 2010

So this morning when I weighed in, I wasn’t sure what to expect.  I really didn’t think I’d see a loss, since I definitely overdid it on the Turtle Cookies this weekend.  I’d seen a variety of numbers all week long.  I saw a nearly two pound variation yesterday from before my run & Insanity workout, to afterwards.  (I know that just means I sweat an assload.)

But I got on the scale anyway (victory #1), and saw a number that I wasn’t sure what to do with.  Amazingly, I had forgotten what my weigh in number was last week, so I didn’t know if I had lost or maintained.  I was pretty sure I hadn’t gained (victory #2).  So I hopped off the scale, got in the shower, and was pondering wtf my last weigh in number was, and wtf I couldn’t remember it.  I got out, got dressed, and went scurrying out to my laptop to record my number for today. 

Lo and behold, that number was a whole pound DOWN from last Tuesday (victory #3, if you’ve been counting).  BOO-YA! 

Part of the confusion came from me seeing numbers up to 2 lbs lower than this all week long.  Which I am hoping will mean that I’ll see a loss next week as well, if I can stay on track.  I gave the rest of those Turtle cookies away today at work, so that won’t be a problem. 

Today’s problem is that I went to the dentist and got my teef cleaned.  Now my mouf hurts.  It sucks.  I’m hungry, but I only want to eat soft food.  And oddly, the only two things I can think of are ice cream and pizza.  Two quality weight loss oriented foods.  Excellent.  ::insertsarcasticsmileyhere::

Tonight will bring another date with my hot buddy, Shawn T.  While we do the 50 minute torture session, I’ll sweat my ass off yet again.  After that, I will fix something for dinner.  Something soft and smooshy.

More Insanity

April 20, 2010

Jeebus.  Are you kidding me, Shawn T?  Squat pushups, power jumps, power pushups, or some crap.  Some of it I can’t even really do, since I can’t really do a pushup.  Holy crapinoly. 

But prior to the Insanity workout, I ran.  Woot.  Outside.  It’s so nice to be able to run outside.  I love it.  Me, my music, a dirt road, and my gps.  4 miles! 

I weigh in tomorrow.  Hopefully I didn’t do too much damage the last two days with the damn mock turtle cookies I made.  They are dangerously good.  I need to give the rest of those fuckers away.  Aside from them, I’ve done really well food wise this week.  I saw a new low number this week, so I hope it sticks 🙂 

In three days I go to Louisville – WOOT!  I cannot wait.  It’s going to be a weekend filled with fun, running, fuckerware, and wine.  Does it get any better than that?  I even bought this to make food for the fuckerware party:

We are going to Deck the Dicks.  It’s going to be fabulous.

Realization

March 31, 2010

Quick mid-day thought:

I think about food a lot.  Like, I’ve had to actually stop myself from going up to our front desk and getting some fuckin’ Easter candy.  Three times.  At least.  I have this urge, and I can practically feel myself getting up from my desk, walking up there, and pouring some of those damn Hershey eggs into my palm, then popping them in to my mouth.  I can feel the crack of the hard candy shell, then feel the chocolate melting on my tongue.   

I think the fact that I can see, and practically feel, this happening so vividly probably helps explain why I struggle with junk food so much.  If it isn’t around, I don’t think about it.  I may have a fleeting “mmm, chocolate would taste good” type thought, but it isn’t obsessive like it is when I know those  Hershey eggs are a 20 second walk away. 

I have to wonder why this is.  Why I can’t seem to get the thought out of my head.  And it’s not like if I go up there and pop a couple candy eggs into my mouth, that these thoughts would go away.  They’ll still be there (I could have MORE!) and they’ll be even stronger (They were so good just a minute ago!).