WW Trick #7 – Simply Filling


 

** Disclaimer:  I’m not getting paid to endorse Weight Watchers™ or any of their products, which means I’m telling you my take from the process and products. Xoxoxoxoxox… )

When I started WW back in the day, it was Flex/Core.  Flex you counted points, Core you simply ate off a approved list of foods.  Both plans worked if you stuck to them, but with a lot of people sticking with a plan 100% is hard.  They also had weekly points, but not many, and for me personally if I ate any of those, I gained.

So now WW has Simply Filling – the continuation of Simple Start – it’s been around for a while, but I never fully tried it.  I would flirt with the idea but was like “I CAN’T HAVE (X FOOD)”.  It became mental torture.

So now I am more mature (or something) and am trying it again.  My weigh in day is tomorrow, but I decided to start a day early, and then continue with it over the next week and see where that brings me.  I lost 0.4 last week, but I feel like I will have gained this week.  Too much eating out, too much alcohol (not enough to get drunk, but you know), even though I exercised, you can’t out train a bad diet.

So that’s it.

Eating cleaner and with more variety.  I love salads and veggies and fruit anyways, so this will just be binge-fest on those things.  I’m good with that.

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Ugh… Morning.

I am thinking about this in the long term, but for now I think it will be a good reset to how I’ve been eating.  It doesn’t hurt that there are some of the really good WW products that are super duper yummy, on the approved list.

I think there will be a crap ton of smoothies and oatmeal in my future.

GIVEAWAY 

Answer the following questions and I will randomly draw someone on Friday – August 8 – for the winner of a new Weight Watchers Water Bottle (24 oz)

With a better straw than my ugly green one

With a better straw than my ugly green one

  • Have you ever tried Simply Filling / Simple Start?
  • What is your idea of clean eating?
  • What is your favorite fruit?

WW Trick #1: Prepare, Prepare, Prepare


One thing I have noticed a lot with my issues in losing weight is that I fail to plan.  With this new go around, I have begun pre-planning my weeks, just to know what’s up.

Yesterday I had planned my lunch meticulously, and then was invited out by a friend at work.  It was too good to pass up, so I looked at the menu, picked the least bad for you thing (Salad w/ Chicken) and tracked every bit.  I had worked out that morning, so it wasn’t too bad of a meal.

Last night we went to Flight Night at BadWolf Brewing Company, and shared a flight.  I have about 2 beers total, so I tracked.  I dipped into my weeklies by 5 P+, but it was worth the indulgence.

This is how things have to be.  I have to weigh what is more important.

  • Having numerous beers and feeling like crap in the morning vs. having a small amount of beer and having a slight headache but not feeling weighed down
  • Having a large piece of cake and shaming myself later vs. having a tiny piece of cake and staying in control
  • Beating myself up vs. Forgiving myself

I know these seem like a no-brainer, but there are so many times where I have simply chosen the bad route because it was easier.  I was searching for comfort and found it in food.

I need to find comfort in other things, like myself.  I need to learn to process emotions and feelings without stuffing my face with food.  Mainly because it never helps.  It makes me feel worse.

This song was something that I listened to on repeat because it actually made me feel better.  It made is seem like I wasn’t alone in my self hatred.  The heavier girl in the video is how I saw myself.  I would hide food, take an ice cream carton and go into the bathroom to eat it.  Buy numerous baked good from bake sales, and just chow down.  I always felt full afterwards, but sick.

I remember being about 7 years old and going to the Sizzler with my family, which is essentially a huge buffet (well it is a huge buffet) with really good food.  I loaded up my plate 3 times, and then had ice cream.  I felt so sick, and so horrible.  I couldn’t sleep that night because of the pain.

Or having to shop in the adult section of Caldor because the cute clothes of the juniors didn’t fit.  Wearing my dads pants to school because they did fit, and saying they were ‘vintage’ made the bigger size ok.

Having a friend of mine in the 3rd grade tell me that her mother said I should lose some weight.

These are the moments that stick out in my childhood.

I didn’t have a lot of friends, and those I did have pretty much were friends out of obligation of their parents.  I was socially awkward but outgoing – which is a horrible combo.

I never felt in control.

Now, with planning my food, and planning my weeks out, I feel in control.  I feel in control of what goes into my body, and the exercise I do.  I feel in control of my choices.

Preparing = being in control

 

So I Joined Meetings


I changed my account to Monthly Pass yesterday, and will be going to my first meeting tonight.  I’m nervous as a hooker in church, but I’ll get through it.

I’m leaving work at around 3 to get home and get my run over with so I can be at the center by 5.  I’m thinking this will hold me more accountable than just online has.  I think the idea of going each week will keep me on track.

Just have to get in the door.

Menu:

  • Breakfast: 3 eggs, zucchini, bell pepper, onion; coffee w/ milk
  • Snack: water
  • Lunch: Chipotle – lettuce, veggies, medium salsa, corn salsa, barbacoa, cheese
  • Snack: more water for my run
  • Dinner: Pork tenderloin with zucchini pasta

Activity: 3 miles this afternoon.  I should have done it this morning, but sleep was needed.

I’m missing Moody something fierce right now.  I keep thinking his little 11 pound body will be next to my bed.  I keep thinking that I have to mix his food.  I keep thinking I have to get his shot ready.  I keep thinking he’ll be asleep next to me on the couch.  I miss his presence.  I miss his fur.  I hate that I know I won’t ever hold him again.

Moody and Jason

Moody and Jason

Breaks my heart.

I’m hoping that this new turn I am taking in my life will be exactly what I need.  I hate waiting, even though I think I am being really patient.  I’m fighting really hard, I’m trying to be strong.  I’m trying to see the progress, no matter how small.

I’m really trying.  In running and mental stability and weight loss, really trying.

Tuesday Morning Run #RunHappy


I DID IT.  I got my butt out of bed at 5:20, fed the dogs, laced up my shoes and went out for 3-ish miles.

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Prepared.

I finally got to wear my reflective vest!  You know, because wearing one while running inside might make you feel cool, but not more visible than you already are.

I set out, at first nervous, then I felt good, then my legs sucked, then the heat was getting to me (It wasn’t actually hot, I just told myself it was) and then my evil thoughts crept in.  I need to learn to banish those.   I slowed quickly.  Most likely because I have been running, yet again, on the treadmill, and not breathing right, and being lazy, and tired.

BUT.

I found this…

Trash Treasure

Trash Treasure

It was SO cool.  I stopped to inspect (and of course take this picture) and then thought about what kind of crossfit workout that would be to carry this beast home while finishing my run.  Before I threw on my gloves, pounded my chest, and activated beast mode, I took a whiff of air through my nose.

Death.  It smelled like actual death.  It also, upon further and closer inspection, had a mysterious stain.  All of these reasons are most likely why it is on the curb for trash pick up.  But I wanted to make sure.

I resigned to only have a slightly parkour run, so I jumped on and off some curbs and hurdled some sprinklers to make myself feel better.

It was not the best run, it was def. not my fastest or most comfortable.  But, it was mine, and it was done prior to work and that, my friends, enemies, lovers, and family is all that matters.

The face of accomplishment

The face of accomplishment

Nothing spectacular planned for today, but work, and then a doctors appointment.  I plan on going home and sitting on my ass, because hey, I earned it this morning.  I just really hope in all my exhaustion that when I do get home I don’t immediately lace up and try to run again.

HAH.  Who am I kidding.  I’m not going to forget that this is done.  PLEASE.

#Runhappy

#Runhappy

My Workout Schedule Whilst Training for a Marathon


We are 128 days out, guys.  128.

My training officially starts on Monday, but I figured I would start getting in the groove now.

  • Sunday: Lifting
  • Monday: Rest
  • Tuesday: Run (normally, nothing special)
  • Wednesday: Run (about 2 miles more than Tuesday’s run and race pace… whatever that is)
  • Thursday Lifting
  • Friday: Rest
  • Saturday: Long Run

The lifting days will most likely be “The Firm” DVD series.  They have one called High Def Sculpt, which I love.  Actually, it’s the only DVD I’ve done, even though I have like 6 to choose from.

The running will be a mix of run/walk because I’m not kidding myself.

I am rarely prepared for races, or I am too prepared.  I either carry nothing with me – this is when water stations tend to not have water – or I carry everything with me, and then after 4 miles I’m like ‘GAH’.

Did I really think this get up was a good idea? Not pictured: Thermal shirt underneath blue shirt. It was like 40 degrees that day.

I am never mentally prepared for a race either.

what in God’s name have I done.

Don’t you like how I have a shuffle under my shirt, AND an armband for my phone.  That totally didn’t become annoying almost immediately.

I have this overwhelming fear of coming in dead last, but I never do – mostly because there are walkers – but I never do.

Annapolis Half Marathon

I do believe that running is mostly mental.  I am not saying if you are a positive person, you can simply go run a marathon, but it helps.  Mentally training yourself is just as important as physically training yourself.

I’ve added strength training because every time I talk to runners, they also strength train.

It can’t hurt, right?

  • What races are you doing this year?
  • What training plan do you use?
  • do you carry a lot of crap with you when you run?

 

Running While Living On The Face of the Sun


I know Washington DC is not the hottest place on earth.  I get that.  I mean it’s not like this…

This person is not moving because their body has melted to the surface.

Death Valley, CA (HuffingtonPost.com) – Hottest Place On Earth – has reached 134 Degrees F.

Gross.

But, I am not one to live or like living in hot temperatures.  My people are from Europe.  Not the bustling party towns of Greece or Italy, where there is sun, but the quieter rainy countries of Ireland, Scotland, and England (May be not quieter, but it’s hard to talk when you’re drinking Whiskey to keep warm).

So when I see this….

Hell.

Hell.

All I can think about it jumping into our commercial freezer in the basement and dying that way.  I’d rather die cold I’ve decided.  You kind of just shut down and fall asleep.  Where as with fire and heat, you are awake.  YOU ARE AWAKE.

So the first thing I thought was – I’ll just bring extra water and wear my thinnest running garb and a hat.  I’ll be fine for 5 miles.

Then Jason said no.

So then I was like “I’ll run on the treadmill” and Jason smiled.

For those that don’t have a protective partner, or the free use of treadmill… here are some running tips from MyFitnessPal.com.

myfitnesspal hot weather running

Guys, this is so easy.

Of course, I think lists are always lacking, so here are my additions:

  1. Make friends with kids.  Kids have moms.  Moms go grocery shopping.  Kids get a Popsicle from their moms.  Thus, you will get a Popsicle.
  2. Force someone who doesn’t run to go with you.  You will surely do better than them, which will make even a jog around the block seem like victory.
  3. Just Sleep Instead.  Sleep is crucial to running and recovery.  Take the day off for a nap.  You deserved it for that run you did in January when it was about 7 degrees outside.
  4. Run in Your Underwear.  Seriously, who cares what you look like.  You are running!
  5. Sing Journey The Entire Time.  Seriously.  It might work.
  6. Shave Your Head.  I mean, you are dedicated to this, right?  Summer is long, your hair shouldn’t be.
  7. Leave coolers with beer along your route.  Nothing too dark or heavy.  A nice wheat beer should do the trick.
  8. Curse.  Loudly, and frequently.  Unless you are around your children friends.
  9. Run through sprinkler systems in people’s yards.  I’m sure they won’t care.
  10. Stop running and take up swimming instead.  Who wants to run anyways.

Why Turkey Bacon, is in fact, Not Bacon


Whenever the husband and I deviate from the normal shopping trip to Wegmans, our mecca, we end up getting food that is similar to what we normally eat, but, really, not as good.

This past weekend, we ran out of time and had to hit up the Harris Teeter for our weekly trip.  This is no cut to Harris Teeter, but when you are used to Champagne, Budweiser just won’t cut it.

I eat bacon and eggs for breakfast everyday – I’m spoiled like that – because it’s a lot of protein that fills me up.  I learned this from talking to someone about how my protein drink in the morning didn’t do much, and how all I wanted were Donuts.

(FYI TODAY IS DONUT DAY – FREE DONUTS AT DUNKIN DONUTS)

This person was like, “Uh, eat actual food?”  So I did.  It’s worked out well.  I used to be a real freak and not eat pork.  I had a bad experience one time with ham and since then I’ve stayed far away from it.

Well, that changed with Bacon.  I love bacon.  I normally buy the Wegman’s Brand of center cut thin slice  no sodium bacon.  It’s pretty much my jam.

Well Harris Teeter does have bacon that is from pork, but it was all thick cut and expensive.  So I veered back to an old friend of Turkey Bacon.

Do you know what it’s like to eat real Italian Food in Italy, and then go to Olive Garden?  That’s what this experience has been.  The Turkey Bacon was great when I didn’t know any better.  But now, it’s flavor is a bit lacking, it’s dry, it doesn’t break apart well, even when crispy.  It kind of makes me hate breakfast.

WHICH SUCKS BECAUSE I LOVE BREAKFAST.

(I also love Brunch, Lunch, Second Lunch, Dinner, and Supper.)

So I sit here with my pathetic breakfast of dry turkey and eggs and wonder, why?

Then I think about the people who don’t eat bacon at all.  I understand moral objection to eating meat, and I’m not downing on Vegans or Vegetarians, but I tried that for like a day and have never been so hungry before in my life.  Granted I was doing it wrong.  I was eating lettuce and bread with Peanut Butter.  I’m sure if I added actual food it might have worked.

Until dinner with my husband, who refuses to not have at least two animals slaughtered for every meal he has.

I will live through this, but come Sunday, on our shopping trip to Wegmans, I will be buying multiple packs of actual, real to life, amazing bacon.