I love roller coasters. The “whee!” factor is huge, too huge not to make it one of the best things ever. But, wanna know when roller coasters are a big ball of suck? When they are EMOTIONAL roller coasters. (Important distinction - This does not include “Roller Coasters of Love”, because the Ohio Players only sing about good, funky things). Today, I was on the emotional equivalent of “The Dragon’s Lair of Fire and Death and Metal and Awesome” or whatever ridiculous thing they’re naming coasters these days, and as such, I had a craving.
After an emotionally draning day, over the course of which I maintained my dietary integrity, there was this nagging feeling that I needed something. That something was…Oreos. Yes, that yin-yang of yum that we have all loved since our childhood - it called to me. See, I don’t think that it was just that I wanted a yummy cookie, I can go better places for that. I think that I needed the comfort of the ritual (Dunkers to the front!) So, I left some calories at the end of the day to have two servings (I ate wonderfully and organically and therefore was good with a snack, I didn’t sacrifice dinner for this) and was good to go. I got my mug, my skim milk, I dunked, I waited for maximum absorption before the fall-apart point, and I ate. AND, I was able to stop at that. Check. Me. Out. This may not be big news for you, but this was a minor victory. I enjoyed sensibly, and it was totally worth it.
Tune in for tomorrow’s installment - I Wish Spirulina Tasted Like Rainbows Instead of Shoe-Flavored Quicksand.
Day One is in the books, and I’m pretty happy with the results. I didn’t get my exercise in, so that’s goal number 1 for tomorrow. Well, I did take the stairs, which I generally avoid because of their jerk status. So, you know, that could be regarded as progress. My food was good. I gotta say, this food journal app, while somewhat a pain in the ass, plays on my laziness in a good way. There were free cookies in the breakroom (thanks for the support, Universe) and I didn’t mindlessly grab one and eat it because I DIDN’T WANT TO GO THROUGH THE EFFORT OF PUTTING IN THE APP. How goddamned lazy is that? Am I afraid I’ll get winded just typing? It’s brilliant! Oh, and by eating better food, I wasn’t as hungry. I only got to 75% of my caloric intake for weight loss, and I’m pleasantly full. Take that, mindless snacking! I’m having fun so far. Let’s see if I can kick Day Two’s ass harder than Day One.
I’ve always been fat, and I’ve lost weight before, but it’s never stuck. So, in a fit of “Christ Allmighty, just do it already” I decided that today is that “tomorrow” that never seemed to come. So I will share my wins and fails here, and hopefully some of you will feel inspired once you see me acheive my desired result, which is to be healthier - and to finally see my feet. At least without leaning.
Full disclosure - I hate exercise. A lot. Stairs are jerks. I don’t run unless I’m being chased or the ice cream truck is nearby. However, I am willing to strike a deal with exercise for the purpose of this process. If it doesn’t kill me, I will not curse it’s name continually. And I can get pretty creative with some curse words, let me tell you.
I am also using an app on my phone record all of my food and beverage intake and exercise. It’s Calorie Counter by FatSecret and I like it so far (probably because I hate to cook and it has a barcode scanner - score!). There’s an online element to it, too, but I’m not trying to build Rome in a day here, so I’ll get to that some other time.
Okay, I’m putting on my helmet, here we go!