First world problems

I realize this is stupid and ridiculous, but that’s just the kind of day that I’m having. Stupid and ridiculous. A perfect combination for a total comfort-food calorie fest.

Except Kit Kats and chocolate chip cookies don’t taste good anymore. In fact, I ended up throwing away 3/4 of the snack-size bag of cookies. This “healthier eating” thing has my body rebelling against over-processed, empty-calorie junk food.

Great. Now what am I supposed to do?

Any other day I’d probably take it as a victory and as progress and as all sorts of sunshine and rainbow things because it really IS a good thing.

Except I’m still having a stupid and ridiculous day, and now I have to actually deal with it instead of distracting myself with junk food.

This sucks.

I mean, it’s good, but it sucks.

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Small changes taking hold

It’s always nice when it feels like the effort of making better choices and passing on the really tasty (but really bad for you) junk food of yore is getting easier. There are still many changes to be made, but the fact that it’s getting harder to find something that sounds good for dinner when rifling through fast food options is encouraging.

I really didn’t feel like cooking tonight, and being a Friday evening, finding room in a restaurant was practically impossible. That left drive-through, but nothing sounded even remotely appealing. Taco Bell, Burger King, Quiznos, McDonald’s… nothing sounded good. Which is weird, because it used to be really easy to pull into a fast food joint and find something.

Is this progress?

I ended up driving through Boston Market as the “lesser of several evils” option and getting half a Tuscan Rotisserie Chicken, then put more than half of it in the fridge for future meals. Maybe I can throw it into the crock pot this weekend and do something with the rest of it. Some potatoes, some carrots… Hmmm.

This is looking to be a busy weekend. Tomorrow morning at 8:30am I am picking up an Anatolian Shepherd Dog from boarding and helping him on his way to a new foster home by driving him to a town about an hour away. There I will meet another driver who will take him on the next leg, and by tomorrow evening, he will be at his foster home in Little Rock, Arkansas. After I get back from that I have dance class, then our dance studio has a Hafla (dance show) at the studio, then to karaoke where a friend is having her birthday.

There are worse things. ::grin::

It’s a month until the Firefly Run, which means I should start digging out the glow sticks and black light shirt again. Ready for spring!!

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It seems like every morning for the past week or so, I’ve gotten on the scale and the number has been lower than the day before. Not that I’m complaining, mind you, but since I haven’t consciously been doing anything different, I’m starting to wonder if my scale is screwing with me. Maybe I was just eating so much junk and salt that I was retaining more water than I ever thought possible.

I have noticed that cravings are getting easier to suppress (except for the two boxes of Girl Scout Cookies that arrived last week). Maybe the audio I’ve still been listening to regularly has been leaving little footsteps in my brain. Now to nurture it from the subconscious into the conscious… I’m working on my Mindful Eating approach to the Samoas, but have only had limited success so far. I still have a box left to try it on, though!

Last Saturday I went back to belly dance class, and promptly got my butt kicked by the new choreography that we are learning. I haven’t been to class in nearly a month, so everyone else in the class had already had the basics broken down for them. The teacher did a quick breakdown and refresher, and I managed to keep up with a decent chunk of it by the end of the class. My personal goal is to nail the choreography by the beginning of April – I need to find a video of it somewhere so I can drill it at home. I also got reminded yet again that I’m not quite up to my former endurance level, since I was out of breath halfway through it!

Chalk up yet another reason to get my butt back on the treadmill.

Subliminal success story

When I got my smartphone a couple weeks ago, I ordered a subliminal weight loss audiobook on Audible. I wanted it more for the Guided Meditation for Relaxation portion, since that is something I’m trying to get better with as a way to help reduce my stress levels and improve my sleep habits.

The audio is definitely helping with the sleep part – the thing is 40 minutes long, and I’m usually asleep by the first 10 minutes. I don’t even know how the whole recording sounds. But I have noticed some changes in my eating habits the past couple of days, and I’m thinking they’re a combination of conscious effort and subliminal reinforcement.

As an example, today I decided to finally go see The Hobbit at a local mall, and decided to have lunch before the movie at Dave & Buster’s. All the way up to the mall, all I was thinking about was how delicious a big, juicy burger would taste. But when I got hold of the menu, even though the pictures looked good, I ended up going with the “Sweet Apple Pecan Salad with Grilled Chicken” minus the pecans. It was really delicious, and according to MyFitnessPal, only 320 calories. I looked at the dessert menu, thinking that since I had saved so many calories on the meal, I could get something else. But none of it really even sound good (even though the Banana Fosters Pie looked incredible).

Even at the movie I ended up just getting a small popcorn, a Diet Coke, and a bottle of water. No Whoppers. No Raisinets. No Gobstoppers. No candy of any sort to mindlessly munch during a three hour movie (which could have been about 20 minutes shorter and been a somewhat better movie, in my opinion). Because it simply didn’t sound good.

On the way out of the mall I stopped by the cupcake shop – I’ve had a thing about cupcakes lately, thinking that they would be a good way for me to get an occasional sweet tooth fix with built-in portion control, even though I haven’t actually had any cupcakes since last April. Okay, so maybe getting a variety six-pack isn’t exactly “built-in portion control”, but after eating only one I felt like I was overdosing on sugar, and the other five are sitting in their box on the kitchen counter for later enjoyment.

I don’t have to eat them all in one day. I don’t. And it’s kind of neat to look at the box on the counter and not want any.

Even tonight for dinner, I ended up going with baked tilapia stuffed with spinach and feta cheese. I had thought that pasta sounded good, but when I got rooting around the kitchen, I went with fish instead. This is not normal for me. But it feels good, at least for today.

I wonder if there is a subliminal audio recording for exercise motivation?

Hello weekend!

I didn’t do much yesterday in the way of exercise, but I did pretty good calorie-wise.  Having an insanely busy day at work with more than a few fires to put out will definitely put the kibosh on overeating.

Unfortunately having an insanely busy day at work with more than a few fires to put out will definitely trigger stress eating in the evening, which is what I ended up doing both yesterday and today.

My task this weekend is to get back into a better mode diet-wise, and to not take the three-day weekend and turn it into a sofafest. I have TEAM tomorrow morning, and I’m not sure what to expect. I know we’re starting on the treadmill, but I don’t know where we go from there.

I also have dance class tomorrow, which will keep me moving. I also have karaoke tomorrow night, and I will have the wedge salad with the blue cheese dressing on the side in order to keep from eating all the tasty fried goodness that they have on the menu.

Bring on the dancing girls!

I missed exercising yesterday, but I did take the stairs multiple times since my brain freeze sent me back to my office from my car at least twice on Friday. Urgh.

Today was better. I did a fitness assessment at the gym, and while my numbers are nowhere near where I want them to be, I did do a lot more push ups than I thought I would be able to. Double-edged sword. On the one hand, “Yay! I did a lot more push ups than I thought I could!” On the other, “Okay, I can do a lot more push ups than I thought I could, so quit slacking and start pushing, darn it!”

And today was the first day back to belly dance class since before Christmas. We drilled on walking chest circles and hagallas. Yeah, my lower back realizes it’s been out of class for a couple-three weeks! I need to get better definition in my chest circles, but the hip slide for the hagalla is still in good shape, and I keep forgetting just how much I enjoy dancing.

Today I also signed up for MyFitnessPal, and finally took the jump and bought a smartphone. I have a two-week trial on the device, so I’ll see if I learn to like the keyboard enough to keep it. It will be handy having MFP on the phone so I can keep real-time track of my food and exercise, hopefully that will be instant gratification enough to keep me focused.

Psych Out

Okay, not the most auspicious start. I went out to karaoke with some friends last night, and while I was successful in winning the internal food war (I went with the wedge salad with dressing on the side instead of the fried cheesy appetizer goodness that looked sooooooo yummy…!), getting home at 3 in the morning kind of shot my “getting up in time to go to Studio Cycling Class this morning” plan.

Oops.

But today is another day. I have a treadmill and I’m not afraid to use it!!

Meal-wise is going much better today. I made some “Presto Primavera” for lunch, divvied out the other 3 servings for later and put them in the fridge before even starting to eat, and am pleasantly full without the temptation of going back to the leftovers. Combine that with having oatmeal for breakfast and I’m feeling pretty good about that side of things at the moment.

Tomorrow is New Year’s Eve, and there are no open classes at the gym after about 1pm. Bummer. I’ll have to wait till later this week to jump into a class, but I will be in a class by Friday!