Update on Goals and the BMI, please!
So according to the offical inaccurate-accurate Fat Boy Skinny Weigh In scale I’m down to 234 and or 4 lbs from last week only 34 lbs to go… Now starts the plateau phase of my diet. All though to be honest my working out has been sparse and not very involved. Something I need to remediate if I want to actually get fit. I know it’s a novel concept to exercise in order to get fit but extreme events are cause for extreme measures.
Redemption…how bland you taste
Well to get back on track I decided to eat a little better yesterday to make up for the debacle that occurred the day before. And I did but gosh why do good things have to be so bland. To be completely candid though, breakfast and lunch were good but they were of my own design, cereal (that had a litany of grains that I can neither remember nor spell if I could remember) and a peanut butter and banana sandwich. I know it sounds fatty and it is but at least the bread is whole grain and the peanut butter is natural and organic so there is no added sugar.
Mea Culpa
Mea culpa, mea culpa, mea cupla. Yesterday was not a bright shining star on my road to fitness. More like a dirty corner of a musty basement where I can hide my shame. Before I go into my dieting sins let me give out a list of my excuses. Yesterday I was exhausted from several long days and nights adding to this exhaustion was the rest of a large reading assignment that could be almost compared to propaganda for one of my classes. And see its pretty important because its a discussion style class and we were going to discuss it…that seems a lot more cut and dry and not needing to be explained after I said it?!?
Just another day in Paradise
I’m learning now that if one is on a diet that one should probably not watch cooking shows or any style of food show. It becomes counter intuitive. Last night we watched ‘Made In Spain’ following José Andrés a Spanish-born chef. In the show he cooks foods from Spain in his kitchen and then takes you around places in Spain. Ah, the food looks so good and simple and fresh. And Spain has a special place in my wife’s and my heart, we honeymooned there, or Luna de Meil. It was fantastic. Cost us nearly every penny we had and as odd as it might seem was the first time I had ever been on an airplane. But it was so worth it. We loved it so much so that we named our daughter after a region in Spain.
Curse You Sugar!
Boy there’s one thing I forgot about when I used to exercise in some form of frequency. The hunger. Aye yayay. I’m general fairly hungry as a defult feeling, I’ve always blamed it on being extra wooly and always hot, but try to run and gun and feel like the plant from little shop of horrors – Feed Me Seymour Feed Me!
Perhaps it also is becuase I’m trying to alter my eating habits as well. Last night we had an amazing dinner of salad and pan seared Tuna steaks, with olive oil and vinegar as a dressing. It was good but after we laid our babies down I’m thinking to myself. Where can I get a steak and cheese fries at this time at night in town.
Oops I did it again!
I thought I’d channel my inner…Britney Spears Chuch Norris and run again on Sunday. I took Friday and Saturday off to well recuporate. I thought it would be better overall if I waited until I could walk down the steps while bending my knees. Some of you out there know exactly what I’m talking about. So I gathered up the dog and a bundle of warm clothes, now that Janurary decided to get back here from vacation in Florida. The high for Sunday only being about 38 but terribly gusty.
Yep I did it or Ben Gay the after shower lotion of the exerciser!
So I actuallly convinced myself to jog yesterday. It was gorgeous as Janurary days go, 57 and sunny; unlike today 42, rainy, with the wind gusting somewhere near 40 mph. It went really well too I did about 2 miles according to the marker posts on the jogging trail and to top it off I didn’t feel like I was going to puke either as I finished (a common sentiment I have when returning to running after a long hiatus).
