A few weekends ago, I went to the Junior League Holiday Mart with a good buddy! We walked, talked, laughed, and spent money---and it's turning out to be money well spent.
I bought a My Family Meal Planner thinking I would actually take the time to cook Hubs and I dinner during the week. We are constantly waiting until 8pm an then ordering pizza because we have no other plan. So, this planner provides 4 recipes a week complete with a shopping list. We started on Sunday and we're on day 3. Each day makes 4-8 servings so we have leftovers; which means we really don't need more than 4 recipes a week. And so far, they have all been delicious!
My favorite part The meals are already planned (with healthy, close to the earth ingredients) so all I have to do is go to the store with the preprinted grocery list and make dinner..absolutely no thinking involved! Monday, was Beef Stroganoff with tons of mushrooms (Hubs and I don't even like mushrooms) so I chopped them up super fine and we both loved it. So, we (aka I) have resigned ourselves to trying everything in the planned order and then making decisions about what to remake the next time around.
This meal plan is changing our lives. I love having something homemade to eat that only takes a few minutes to prepare. It also makes me feel like I'm doing something nice for my Husband. Hubs used to take the lead on all things cooked. I'm hoping he likes the real food as much as I do; although I'm pretty sure he would say he loved it even if he didn't...I got lucky in the Husband department :)
Showing posts with label Eating. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Eating. Show all posts
Wednesday, November 3, 2010
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Eating Close To The Earth
I mentioned a little earlier that I was mulling over my eating habits. So I've been trying to change a couple things here and there without getting myself all worked up in a frenzy about it. And what I've found is that it's not really that hard to change. Eating crappily is more about convenience than necessity and the last couple of weeks have really hit that point home.
It only takes 3 extra minutes to make oatmeal and eggs for breakfast instead of whipping into the McDonalds drive thru. And with my handy dandy egg poacher it only takes one minute to actually cook the eggs. Thanks Mom. Or Grandma. I can't remember which...maybe both. I've actually had the aforementioned egg poacheer since college and 10 years later I'm actually loving it.
Morning snack? Easy. Almonds in my desk drawer.
Lunch is sort of tricky. I like to eat lunch WITH people. My good buddy Lisa. Or Taco Thursday with people from work. Or Hubs. Seriously, lunch is my weekday social life. Which makes it quiet difficult to eat "close to the earth" since I like to eat loads of bread at Panera or 5 Tacos at Taco Thursday or vats of cheese dip with Hubs. So, I've been trying to only eat lunch WITH someone once a week. When I eat by myself the choice is easy. Hy-Vee produce department (yeah, I know Hy-Vee sounds like a disease but seriously, their ginoramous lunch area is to die for--they have everything! They have an entire isle full of small prepackaged veggie, fruit, cheese, or fruit/veggie/cheese combo cups prepared daily. They are super fresh and the perfect size. Then I grab some chicken or turkey off the salad bar. And viola! The perfect healthful lunch. My favorite part? They have tons of variety so it's not just carrots and celery every day. It's a long list of things to choose from daily--so it doesn't feel like I'm eating the same old boring thing every day. And they are super portable so I can eat them in the car if I need too...and I can get a fruit, a veggie, and a meat for under $5! So, it WAY cheaper than social lunches....BONUS!
Afternoon snack is easy to as I'm usually home by 4 and I can grab something at home. Or if I'm not going home, I will grab a fruit cup at Panera before Fusion.
Now, dinner (and all weekend for that matter) is much more difficult. Let's just say we have an entire baking dish full of left over spaghetti Hubs made last weekend. It was delish but seriously, if there is spaghetti in the fridge why would I want to cook something else? I have such a hard time sticking to the healthful eating when he's around. It's so much easier to just eat what he's eating. I'm trying to stand my ground but it hasn't been easy.
Anyway, "eating close to the earth" is mostly stuff that I enjoy eating anyway. I like veggies and fruit and salads. And looking at the ingredients list before putting something in the cart makes a world of difference...at least for me. Hubs still put the Country Crock Loaded Mashed Potatoes in after he saw the 35 ingredients but hey, who am I to judge?
Oh, I've been drinking tons more water too. I've basically limited my soda intake to 2 (maybe 3) a day. Which may not seem like a great adjustment but I used to ALWAYS have a soda in my hand so 3 small sodas a day is a HUGE improvement.
Now, if I could just figure out how to go to actual restaurants and still make wise food choices this would be a much more enjoyable process! I'll keep you updated on that front :)
It only takes 3 extra minutes to make oatmeal and eggs for breakfast instead of whipping into the McDonalds drive thru. And with my handy dandy egg poacher it only takes one minute to actually cook the eggs. Thanks Mom. Or Grandma. I can't remember which...maybe both. I've actually had the aforementioned egg poacheer since college and 10 years later I'm actually loving it.
Morning snack? Easy. Almonds in my desk drawer.
Lunch is sort of tricky. I like to eat lunch WITH people. My good buddy Lisa. Or Taco Thursday with people from work. Or Hubs. Seriously, lunch is my weekday social life. Which makes it quiet difficult to eat "close to the earth" since I like to eat loads of bread at Panera or 5 Tacos at Taco Thursday or vats of cheese dip with Hubs. So, I've been trying to only eat lunch WITH someone once a week. When I eat by myself the choice is easy. Hy-Vee produce department (yeah, I know Hy-Vee sounds like a disease but seriously, their ginoramous lunch area is to die for--they have everything! They have an entire isle full of small prepackaged veggie, fruit, cheese, or fruit/veggie/cheese combo cups prepared daily. They are super fresh and the perfect size. Then I grab some chicken or turkey off the salad bar. And viola! The perfect healthful lunch. My favorite part? They have tons of variety so it's not just carrots and celery every day. It's a long list of things to choose from daily--so it doesn't feel like I'm eating the same old boring thing every day. And they are super portable so I can eat them in the car if I need too...and I can get a fruit, a veggie, and a meat for under $5! So, it WAY cheaper than social lunches....BONUS!
Afternoon snack is easy to as I'm usually home by 4 and I can grab something at home. Or if I'm not going home, I will grab a fruit cup at Panera before Fusion.
Now, dinner (and all weekend for that matter) is much more difficult. Let's just say we have an entire baking dish full of left over spaghetti Hubs made last weekend. It was delish but seriously, if there is spaghetti in the fridge why would I want to cook something else? I have such a hard time sticking to the healthful eating when he's around. It's so much easier to just eat what he's eating. I'm trying to stand my ground but it hasn't been easy.
Anyway, "eating close to the earth" is mostly stuff that I enjoy eating anyway. I like veggies and fruit and salads. And looking at the ingredients list before putting something in the cart makes a world of difference...at least for me. Hubs still put the Country Crock Loaded Mashed Potatoes in after he saw the 35 ingredients but hey, who am I to judge?
Oh, I've been drinking tons more water too. I've basically limited my soda intake to 2 (maybe 3) a day. Which may not seem like a great adjustment but I used to ALWAYS have a soda in my hand so 3 small sodas a day is a HUGE improvement.
Now, if I could just figure out how to go to actual restaurants and still make wise food choices this would be a much more enjoyable process! I'll keep you updated on that front :)
Friday, September 17, 2010
...on my mind right now
- I’m ecstatic that this weekend is Hubs’ Half Ironman. He’s all trained up and I’m sure he will finish well within his goal. I know he can do it! Even more importantly, I’m looking forward to jumping up a spot on Hubs priority list and hopefully I can regenerate some enthusiasm for swim/bike/run in the upcoming off season. This summer was a lot of waiting around for Hubs….
- Work is a roller coaster of good and bad days. One day is super busy with tons of orders and the next my phone is lucky to light up with an arrival of another ridiculous twitter by @chunkhandler. Seriously, that dog is funny. Thank you Chelsea Handler! Or should I say @Chelseahandler since hashtags are the new cool.
- I’ve been thinking a lot about my eating habits recently. I read the book “Food Rules” by Michael Pollen and am in the Middle of “This is Why You’re Fat” by Jackie Warner---these people bring up some valid points about how I’m making the wrong food choices. Basically, both of their philosophies go a little something like this: Eat as close to the Earth as possible. And Jackie has a special emphasis on avoiding sugar (since it’s in practically everything we eat. She says not to eat any food with more than 5g of sugar except for fresh fruit.) This is basically the same as eating close to the earth because avoiding processed chemically altered foods only leaves food from the outside isles of the grocery store anyway. I’m contemplating adapting these food philosophies into my daily eating. Oh, and Jackie says you get two treat meals on the weekends as long as you eat “clean” for 5 days...I’m still kinda mulling this over a little bit though. Do you know how much I love Tostitos?
- I’m super excited for one of my girlfriends to get home from her cruise…hopefully engaged or not but either way--we need to talk!
- Tyson has really started to wear on me in a way that makes me want to sew his butt hole closed. What is it with this dog pooping in the house? Nothing gets your day started off on the wrong foot than a big steaming pile of dog crap in your kitchen morning after morning. He’s quick too. I don’t even miss him when he sneaks downstairs during the 15 minutes its takes me to brush my teeth and throw on my clothes. I don't understand how one dog can be so clueless...or maybe brillant.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Dear Fusion Fitness
Dear Fusion Fitness,
I owe you an apology. On Friday while I was packing for my weekend getaway I thought I would try on a pair of shorts that could previously only be button under extreme strain to the stitching (you know, just to check my progess) and I was pleasantly suprised when they zipped right up without any struggle! At that moment I was so proud and appreciative of your efforts to get my butt back in shape….
But then.....the weekend happened. The wine, the pan fried chicken, the bread pudding, the bacon cheese burger, the strawberry cheesecake, and the Senor Tequilas complete with a margarita that was so salty it made me wish I had a bone saw to cut off my wedding ring this morning.
When I woke up I was moving a little slow (a product of a long weekend I suppose) and contemplated skipping class this morning but I didn’t and you practically killed me. Last week, I was only moderately embarrassed at my ability to keep up (the progress I was making was worth the embarrassment) but this morning was a whole other story; I would have done anything for a magic trap door to open and inconspicuously lower me down into the floor so your other (more disciplined) clients wouldn’t have to listen to all the grunting and sighing as I tried my best to hold a simple plank…
Just so you know: I’ve learned my lesson. I will never take 4 days off AND eat crappily again…I promise. Please forgive me? How long are you going to punish me? I know what I did was awful and you can’t just forgive and forget but I promise to show you that I didn’t mean it and I promise not to behave so badly again. Please. I would like to get things back to normal....maaaaaybe by the end of the week if at all possible?
I owe you an apology. On Friday while I was packing for my weekend getaway I thought I would try on a pair of shorts that could previously only be button under extreme strain to the stitching (you know, just to check my progess) and I was pleasantly suprised when they zipped right up without any struggle! At that moment I was so proud and appreciative of your efforts to get my butt back in shape….
But then.....the weekend happened. The wine, the pan fried chicken, the bread pudding, the bacon cheese burger, the strawberry cheesecake, and the Senor Tequilas complete with a margarita that was so salty it made me wish I had a bone saw to cut off my wedding ring this morning.
When I woke up I was moving a little slow (a product of a long weekend I suppose) and contemplated skipping class this morning but I didn’t and you practically killed me. Last week, I was only moderately embarrassed at my ability to keep up (the progress I was making was worth the embarrassment) but this morning was a whole other story; I would have done anything for a magic trap door to open and inconspicuously lower me down into the floor so your other (more disciplined) clients wouldn’t have to listen to all the grunting and sighing as I tried my best to hold a simple plank…
Just so you know: I’ve learned my lesson. I will never take 4 days off AND eat crappily again…I promise. Please forgive me? How long are you going to punish me? I know what I did was awful and you can’t just forgive and forget but I promise to show you that I didn’t mean it and I promise not to behave so badly again. Please. I would like to get things back to normal....maaaaaybe by the end of the week if at all possible?
Anxious to fix our relationship,
Jillian
Monday, July 5, 2010
America's Birthday Weekend
Over the weekend we went to Hermann, MO and enjoyed the wineries. We did 4 different tastings and Hubs got a little silly. IT was so much fun! Our bed and breakfast was super cute and the lady who owned it was so sweet and prepared a super delicious breakfast! Oh, and let’s not forget the massages. We met tons of cool people and ate lots of good food. Hermann is the perfect getaway for a quick vacation. We left Friday and came back Sunday morning…leaving America’s Birthday for our families.
We started at Hubs’ parent’s house. We ate Brats, beans, and delicious rhubarb dessert. Then we headed to my parents for roast, potatoes, and gravy! So much good food! After dinner, we had a Wiggans family Yahtzee tournament and the Yahtzees were definitely flowing…we had a great time sitting on the deck, playing with the new puppy, and watching fireworks. (I didn’t really enjoy the fireworks but my family did and I think they got a couple good laughs watching me jump every five minutes.)
The weeknd was full of everything Hubs and I love. Traveling, family, and food....last 4 days have been really fun but a little rough on Operation 20lbs. So, I'm kind of excited to get back into the regular weekday schedule that starts with a killer workout at Fusion Fitness. The Fusion workouts kick my butt every morning and while I’ve only been going for a few weeks I can already tell a difference and I'm getting very addicted. It’s amazing how a little exercise coupled with smaller portions can make such a difference. Unfortunately, I think Hubs might be picking up my slack since everytime we eat I put whatever I don't want on his plate…and he eats it. I’m afraid Hubs is gonna need a few extra workouts just to compensate for the extra bites he’s eating off my plate. The good news: I’m no longer eating Hubs bite for bite….yay!
We started at Hubs’ parent’s house. We ate Brats, beans, and delicious rhubarb dessert. Then we headed to my parents for roast, potatoes, and gravy! So much good food! After dinner, we had a Wiggans family Yahtzee tournament and the Yahtzees were definitely flowing…we had a great time sitting on the deck, playing with the new puppy, and watching fireworks. (I didn’t really enjoy the fireworks but my family did and I think they got a couple good laughs watching me jump every five minutes.)
The weeknd was full of everything Hubs and I love. Traveling, family, and food....last 4 days have been really fun but a little rough on Operation 20lbs. So, I'm kind of excited to get back into the regular weekday schedule that starts with a killer workout at Fusion Fitness. The Fusion workouts kick my butt every morning and while I’ve only been going for a few weeks I can already tell a difference and I'm getting very addicted. It’s amazing how a little exercise coupled with smaller portions can make such a difference. Unfortunately, I think Hubs might be picking up my slack since everytime we eat I put whatever I don't want on his plate…and he eats it. I’m afraid Hubs is gonna need a few extra workouts just to compensate for the extra bites he’s eating off my plate. The good news: I’m no longer eating Hubs bite for bite….yay!
Friday, June 4, 2010
My Declaration to the World
The last couple weeks the universe has been screaming the words, “Hey, missy, you’ve gained a few (noticeable) lbs.”
First, my mom took me shopping. She bought me shorts and tops and more shorts. Her exact words as we were in the dressing room, “Now you have clothes that fit.” While I tried to argue my old clothes fit fine, she pointed out that I wear the same stuff over and over and even that stuff is too tight. So, I graciously thanked her for the new comfortable clothes and happily loaded them into my car. (Sidenote: the new clothes are much more comfy than my old ones—but let’s not tell the whole world.)
While we were checking out, my mom and I were having a typical mother daughter exchange. You know the ones, the ones where mothers suggest you do stuff (like finally throw out all those zeros you will never wear again) and daughters argue that moms don’t know stuff (like I might get back in those zeros if I completely stop eating and spit into a cup all day like a high school wrestlers cutting weight before the big match; “the big match” being my life.)
During my rebuttal the checkout lady chimes in to the tune of: WHO WAS A ZERO? YOU WERE A ZERO? GIIIIIIRL, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN EATING?” Seriously lady? Was that entirely necessary? Mom just giggled. I shook my head.
Then, the nail in the weight loss coffin: I stopped to visit an old account. I hadn’t been there since I left my last job back in February--the first words out her mouth? “You’re Preggers??!?!?” No, but I have several pregnant friends so maybe I’ve just gained sympathy weight? They of course, laughed and said marriage was agreeing with me….
Anyway, I’ve made the decision to lose the extra pounds I’ve put on eating queso, French toast sticks and pizza. I’ve talked to my good buddy Erin and she talked me through the basics of what I should be eating and how to make them weight loss friendly for me but still delicious for Hubs because there is nothing like a healthy tasting meal that makes you wanna scarf down an entire pizza AFTER you’ve already eaten all those healthy meal calories…not that Hubs and I know from experience or anything. (wink wink)
So, this is my declaration to the world: By the end of the summer I will be 20lbs lighter. I guarantee it. No one (or at least me) should ever be asked if they are pregnant until they are ACTUALLY pregnant. Queso doesn't taste THAT good. I’m just saying….
First, my mom took me shopping. She bought me shorts and tops and more shorts. Her exact words as we were in the dressing room, “Now you have clothes that fit.” While I tried to argue my old clothes fit fine, she pointed out that I wear the same stuff over and over and even that stuff is too tight. So, I graciously thanked her for the new comfortable clothes and happily loaded them into my car. (Sidenote: the new clothes are much more comfy than my old ones—but let’s not tell the whole world.)
While we were checking out, my mom and I were having a typical mother daughter exchange. You know the ones, the ones where mothers suggest you do stuff (like finally throw out all those zeros you will never wear again) and daughters argue that moms don’t know stuff (like I might get back in those zeros if I completely stop eating and spit into a cup all day like a high school wrestlers cutting weight before the big match; “the big match” being my life.)
During my rebuttal the checkout lady chimes in to the tune of: WHO WAS A ZERO? YOU WERE A ZERO? GIIIIIIRL, WHAT HAVE YOU BEEN EATING?” Seriously lady? Was that entirely necessary? Mom just giggled. I shook my head.
Then, the nail in the weight loss coffin: I stopped to visit an old account. I hadn’t been there since I left my last job back in February--the first words out her mouth? “You’re Preggers??!?!?” No, but I have several pregnant friends so maybe I’ve just gained sympathy weight? They of course, laughed and said marriage was agreeing with me….
Anyway, I’ve made the decision to lose the extra pounds I’ve put on eating queso, French toast sticks and pizza. I’ve talked to my good buddy Erin and she talked me through the basics of what I should be eating and how to make them weight loss friendly for me but still delicious for Hubs because there is nothing like a healthy tasting meal that makes you wanna scarf down an entire pizza AFTER you’ve already eaten all those healthy meal calories…not that Hubs and I know from experience or anything. (wink wink)
So, this is my declaration to the world: By the end of the summer I will be 20lbs lighter. I guarantee it. No one (or at least me) should ever be asked if they are pregnant until they are ACTUALLY pregnant. Queso doesn't taste THAT good. I’m just saying….
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
A Fresh Layer of Butter
Last night after my super stressful Spanish Interview I had the most painful headache ever! Hubs called on his way home from a late meeting:
(Hubs walks in carrying a Corner Café bag!)
Sooooo freakin delicious! I ate half the cinnamon roll last night (shared the other half with Hubs--it was only fair) and a blueberry muffin this afternoon. Also, I found that when you eat a blueberry muffin right next to the butter tub it tastes extra yummy, you know, so you can put a fresh layer of butter on each bite…it was AMAZING! I love Hubs and the Corner Café!
Hubs: Hi! I’m on my way home!
Me: I have the worst headache! Can you bring home some cookies? I think cookies might be the only thing that can make my head stop hurting.
Hubs: What kind of cookies do you want?
Me: Any kind….you pick.
Hubs: OK. Cookies it is!
(Hubs walks in carrying a Corner Café bag!)
Me: Corner Café cookies?!??!
Hubs: They didn’t have any cookies so I got Blueberry muffins AND a cinnamon roll. Hopefully, that will do….
Me: Seriously? I think I love you!
Hubs: Which do you want first?
Sooooo freakin delicious! I ate half the cinnamon roll last night (shared the other half with Hubs--it was only fair) and a blueberry muffin this afternoon. Also, I found that when you eat a blueberry muffin right next to the butter tub it tastes extra yummy, you know, so you can put a fresh layer of butter on each bite…it was AMAZING! I love Hubs and the Corner Café!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Domino's--Just Don't Do it
A couple nights ago I came home from class and was starving….apparently basking in the enjoyment of two 96% + tests makes a girl hungry—especially when I thought my confidence intervals were all messed up and I had my fingers crossed praying for a C on my stats test.
Anyway, it was about 9 o’clock and I was starving. So, in true Jill and DaShaun fashion we immediately pick up the phone and call our go to….Papa John’s. Our loyalty to Papa John’s was brought to our attention by our regular delivery driver, he said, “Usually you hold the dogs back while she pays for the pizza. Why the switch up?” Wait, our delivery guy knows our door answering routine? Is it sad that he knows which one of us body blocks the dogs to ensure the safety of our delivery guy (we have a couple killers on our hands) while the other makes polite conversation and pays the man? Maaaaaaybe, but this post isn’t about our poor eating habits it’s about ordering pizza.
So anyway, we call the Papa and were informed it’s going to be an hour and a half wait…what? That’s way to long, so we get online and order Domino's. 25-30 minutes! Jackpot! I know, it kinda hurt me in my heart but my tummy was hurting more at that moment. The Domino’s website is pretty awesome. You order you pizza and it gives you a progression gage letting you know what’s happening to your pizza.
See here (I stole this picture off the internet. I have no idea where it came from….please don’t persecute me):
We loved the moment by moment update--up until quality check. The last time (a few weeks ago) we ordered, it stayed on quality check for an hour and again Tuesday night it spent at least an hour on quality check (our computer died so we were left with the old system—trusting that our pizza would arrive and it did, an hour and 50 minutes later.)
By the time it finally arrived I was crabby and ready for bed…it was 11pm after all and the pizza was cold. So cold in fact that the pepperoni grease had re-hardened and it looked like I just pulled it out of the fridge. So, here’s my letter to Domino’s:
Dear Domino’s,
I’ve been watching your commercials on TV—you really tricked me (twice) with those medium pizzas for 5.99. We will never order your pizza again, no matter how cheap or delicious you promise. You suck. And so does your freezing cold pizza. I mean, I could have gone to the store, made crust from scratch, chopped toppings and baked a healthier pizza in the time it took you to ‘quality check’ our grease hardened pizza. I’ve basically told everyone I know how much I hate you….
We will never cheat on Papa John’s again,
The Carters
PS. Hubs did really mind your awful pizza as much as I did because he ate 4 chicken legs prior to my hunger driven rampage that finally ended in ordering your miserable pizza. He thought it was nice you gave us $5 off for being late but he doesn’t really get a say in where we order pizza….so there.
Anyway, it was about 9 o’clock and I was starving. So, in true Jill and DaShaun fashion we immediately pick up the phone and call our go to….Papa John’s. Our loyalty to Papa John’s was brought to our attention by our regular delivery driver, he said, “Usually you hold the dogs back while she pays for the pizza. Why the switch up?” Wait, our delivery guy knows our door answering routine? Is it sad that he knows which one of us body blocks the dogs to ensure the safety of our delivery guy (we have a couple killers on our hands) while the other makes polite conversation and pays the man? Maaaaaaybe, but this post isn’t about our poor eating habits it’s about ordering pizza.
So anyway, we call the Papa and were informed it’s going to be an hour and a half wait…what? That’s way to long, so we get online and order Domino's. 25-30 minutes! Jackpot! I know, it kinda hurt me in my heart but my tummy was hurting more at that moment. The Domino’s website is pretty awesome. You order you pizza and it gives you a progression gage letting you know what’s happening to your pizza.
See here (I stole this picture off the internet. I have no idea where it came from….please don’t persecute me):
We loved the moment by moment update--up until quality check. The last time (a few weeks ago) we ordered, it stayed on quality check for an hour and again Tuesday night it spent at least an hour on quality check (our computer died so we were left with the old system—trusting that our pizza would arrive and it did, an hour and 50 minutes later.)
By the time it finally arrived I was crabby and ready for bed…it was 11pm after all and the pizza was cold. So cold in fact that the pepperoni grease had re-hardened and it looked like I just pulled it out of the fridge. So, here’s my letter to Domino’s:
Dear Domino’s,
I’ve been watching your commercials on TV—you really tricked me (twice) with those medium pizzas for 5.99. We will never order your pizza again, no matter how cheap or delicious you promise. You suck. And so does your freezing cold pizza. I mean, I could have gone to the store, made crust from scratch, chopped toppings and baked a healthier pizza in the time it took you to ‘quality check’ our grease hardened pizza. I’ve basically told everyone I know how much I hate you….
We will never cheat on Papa John’s again,
The Carters
PS. Hubs did really mind your awful pizza as much as I did because he ate 4 chicken legs prior to my hunger driven rampage that finally ended in ordering your miserable pizza. He thought it was nice you gave us $5 off for being late but he doesn’t really get a say in where we order pizza….so there.
Monday, March 1, 2010
Little Debbie
Dear Little Debbie,
The picture on the box of your 100 calorie snack cakes made it appear as though I would get an ‘actual snack cake’ but when I opened the box I could hear you laughing as I dropped the first one out...
Why you ask? It's smaller than HALF of a credit card. It's barely bigger than my keychain CVS card!
I will not eat the others (tonight) no matter how tempting you make it….
Jillian
The picture on the box of your 100 calorie snack cakes made it appear as though I would get an ‘actual snack cake’ but when I opened the box I could hear you laughing as I dropped the first one out...
Why you ask? It's smaller than HALF of a credit card. It's barely bigger than my keychain CVS card!
I will not eat the others (tonight) no matter how tempting you make it….
Jillian
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
I promise this is my last post about Taco Bell
Last month my good buddy and personal trainer, well, not exactly MY personal trainer--I'm too busy eating Hot Baby Chickens and cheese dip to justify paying a trainer . (Usually, my first stop after a workout is at my local Quik Trip to pick myself up a well deserved soda and I'm pretty sure a trainer is NOT going condone that type of behavior.) Anyway, I digress. Last month, my FRIEND, Erin Heidi sent me this link (or maybe she posted it on her blog/facebook, either way, it ended up on my browser window.) Then, yesterday, after another friend read my desperate plea for the removal of all Taco Bell advertising I received the same letter again. And since I laughed out loud both times I read it; I thought I’d post it here for you! Thank you, Mark Sisson.
Monday, February 15, 2010
Just Say NO! to Taco Bell
It's official. I made it back to the gym! 24 hour fitness had the pleasure of swiping my card Saturday and earlier this evening. It feels good to be back in workout mode. And I’m looking forward to losing the 11 comfort lbs I gained when my Grammy passed. (Somehow those snacks and sandwiches and candies and breads and sweets made it easier.) And most importantly I cannot wait to button my pants comfortably again!
Last spring I started going to Fight Club aka Title Boxing Club and absolutely loved it. Something about hitting/kicking those bags really works out any frustration! Then I started tagging along on Hubs triathlon training! That’s when I learned that I HATE running, doggie paddle fast, and love biking. At the end of the summer I was happier and healthier than I had been in a long time. And then after I crossed the finish line at my last triathlon my workouts rapidly decreased more and more everyday. So, now that it’s the middle of Feb I think it’s time to get going again… I want to be ready for swim suits, get my mind right, and make a respectable showing at our upcoming races.
Anyway, if I post it on here it’s real. And then I have to do it. So here it is: I’m back on the workout wagon.
If someone would please take down all the taco bell billboards and commercials/radio spots off the air I would really appreciate it. Cause, I love taco bell. And imagine what I could do if I would just stay out of the taco bell drive thru….if only for a little bit.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Valuable Lesson Learned
Most important lesson from 2010 so far:
If I eat nonstop for the course of 8 eight days and follow those 8 days with a slight to moderate taper for 4 days -- my pants will stop buttoning and I may or may not need a hair tie to keep them from falling down (from inability to button). In my defense, January was a stressful month.
If I eat nonstop for the course of 8 eight days and follow those 8 days with a slight to moderate taper for 4 days -- my pants will stop buttoning and I may or may not need a hair tie to keep them from falling down (from inability to button). In my defense, January was a stressful month.
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