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Yesterday

angelina — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 21:59:53 +0000

I don’t know what the hell is going on with this site, but my past two posts were for some reason not actually published. . . ? ? ? So, yesterday:

Breakfast: 2 soft boiled eggs on toast, 1 tomato

Lunch: tuna sandwich with light mayo and wheat bread

Dinner: Lots of baked broccoli with salt, pepper and light olive oil, 1 baked tilapia fillet (5 ounces)

Exercise: 30 minutes stationary bike (8 miles), 1 mile with dogs

1000 miles in 2009: 891

Ouch

angelina — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 21:44:48 +0000

Fine- no challenges then. Yesterday was pretty good- picked up Nance from the airport, went to my writing group, worked, exercised. Today was not the best food day, as I guiltily split a fat-filled sammy with Nancy at lunch, but it definitely could have been worse. I’m looking forward to a relaxing evening involving a bath, the new episode of 30 Rock, several chapters of the book I’m in the middle of (I Was Told There Would Be Cake, by Sloane Crosley- pretty good).

Breakfast: no

Lunch: 1\2 french dip sammy, side green salad with roasted tomato vinaigrette

Snack: 1 apple, 20 low-fat cheez its

Dinner: Salad with baby spinach, red leaf lettuce, tomatoes, celery, carrots, red cabbage, sprouts, olives, 1 slice gouda, chicken breast (6oz)

Exercise: no, but yesterday: 8 miles on stationary bike, 3 miles with dogs, 30 day shred

1000 miles in 2009: 882

Song of the Day: Double Shadow, by the Junior Boys

Daily Awesome: A little article about how AWESOME dogs can be.

feh

angelina — Wed, 11 Nov 2009 06:31:23 +0000

I had a pretty blah day today- but on track with food, exercise and water intake.

Did some work, got my hair cut, had dinner with my wonderful friend Evelyn, who I rarely got to see when I lived in Olympia but now lives actually quite close up here in Seattle-yay! She was thinking of getting a group of girls to all do weight watchers together (she wants to lose like 50 pounds) and while this was not entirely tempting, I was thinking of how motivating the old Slump Busters challenges were for me- does anyone know if we’re still doing that anywhere on 3FC? If not, I’m ready to start it up again- anyone with me?

I’m going to try to get those gals together out here in the real world and bring them into our blessed online home for Fat Chicks (say it with pride, now) and rekindle these eating\exercising challenges, because I know I, for one, need some mini-goals to rip into, to get me officially back in the game. So. . . anyone? Bueller? Bueller?

Breakfast: 2 eggs soft boiled, 1 slice wheat toast, 1 tomato, 1 cup skim milk

Lunch: Left over Indian food (left at the house by a musician friend who was staying here this weekend)- 1\4 piece naan, 1\4 cup chicken, 1\4 cup saag paneer.

Dinner: Salad with a chicken breast (baked), red leaf lettuce and baby spinach, carrots,celery, tomato, olives, sprouts, pine nuts, 1 slice gouda, light champagne vinaigrette

Exercise: 30 day shred, 2 times around greenlake- 6 miles

1000 miles in 2009: 871

Song of the Day: Famine, by Sinead O’Connor

Daily Awesome: Things Disney Taught Me About Being a Lady. They’re raising some excellent points here, dude.

break is over, for real, yo

angelina — Tue, 10 Nov 2009 04:00:02 +0000

I am officially back from my break from blogging. I’ve spent the past month growing fat and lazy, but I’ve spent the weekend evaluating how I want to spend this, my 29th year. Unfortunately, as far as my goals for this year go, I’ve really fallen short. I’ve lost about a size and a half (two on a good day), but that’s not a very fine show for nine months of alleged dieting. I’ve organized a calendar to keep track of each day until I turn 30, on October 25th, 2010. This year’s birthday was amazing- had all my friends over for a fabulous dinner party and games. But I was so disappointed to have not reached my weight loss goals, to have let it all slip again. I have to do this this year, I’m so unhappy with this one thing, it’s driving me crazy. The rest of my life feels so good, and productive, and on track these days (except that I’m having MASSIVE money problems right now), but it’s like I’m dragging around this extra person all the time, still this fat girl who can ruin birthdays and embarrass me at business meetings. I can’t afford any more off weeks and certainly no more off months. I hate not being able to dispatch this problem with purpose and surety- I just want to be done with it, but the siren song of shitty food and inactivity is still so loud and attractive, just that same old self-punishing bullshit. Anyhow, I think the only way to do it is just to do it, so here goes again. Lots of exercise and vegetables and water- no cheating or binging or laziness; that’s the essence of my plan. Only good news: 69.5 miles on my pedometer since I last wrote- and that’s without the stationary bike- woot!

Breakfast: english muffin with one soft boiled egg, 1 tomato, salt

Lunch: Salad with sliced turkey, 1 slice gouda, sprouts, tomato, celery, carrot, garbanzo beans, olives, light champagne vinaigrette.

Dinner: Leftover wheat pasta with tuna, tomatoes, capers, olives

Exercise: 30 day shred, walk around greenlake with dogs (3 miles)

1000 miles in 2009: 865

Song of the Day: All My Heroes Are Weirdoes, by !!! (Rest In Peace, Gerry Fuchs, you will be missed)

Daily awesome: In honor of last nights amazing Mad Men Finale, here are some of the most insane moments on that show, courtesy of Television Without PIty.

lots of news

angelina — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 06:45:45 +0000

Well, it’s been a while since I last posted; I have been INSANELY busy. Since I last wrote, my sister had a beautiful baby boy (Lucas Jose, 7 pounds 9 ounces, 72 hours of mild labor contractions followed by Pitocen and 30 minutes of pushing), I broke up with David, gained a ton of weight (I think), moved home to Seattle and threw out my back. I have been packing and moving this whole week- I still have to clean out my old apartment of all the leftover stuff- not to mention many, many trips to Goodwill to drop off some of the junk I’m having such a hard time letting go of. Noah and I ended up moving his apartment the Friday before last (it just so happened he found a new place at exactly the same time I was moving) and mine this past Friday. I don’t know how it could possibly have come to pass that we ended up doing the damn thing ourselves but all the people I know well enough to ask for help are currently unavailable having either recently given birth, moved out of town or are attending school. So it was just us and an hour of help from Chance (who drove like a bat out of hell up to Seattle from Olympia to help for a short time, as he had work AND school that day). We filled a 17 foot moving truck full to the brim with all my furniture and personal items and then unloaded that bitch in 2 hours (we were hustling to get the truck back down to Olympia on time, which is a two hour drive from Seattle during rush hour). So Saturday I woke up chipper and cheerful and ready to get started putting all things in their right places and after about an hour of putting away dishes and breaking down boxes and dragging the random wicker furniture my mom has into the garage (I swear, it’s the weirdest thing, she has one piece of the foul stuff in every room- a sassy blond wicker chair here, a miniature ottoman, stained white, there- it’s very weird as she generally has more sophisticated taste), I realized that I could barely stand up and that my back felt like someone had stabbed me with a hot poker. Ever since then, I’ve been in various states of repose. I can’t really move around, I’m walking like I’m 90 years old and I’m had to take codeine yesterday, which makes me terribly, allergically nauseous but I had to take it for the CRAZY pain. I’ve never had a back injury before but this shit is no joke! I’m going stir crazy and the dogs are starting to wig out- I can’t even really walk them the past couple of days. Hopefully tomorrow will be better and I can stick with my Aleve regimen of today, rather than Saturdays vomitous codeine. I’m dying to get the house set up and to get some goddamn exercise and I’m just praying that my early bedtime, hot bath and reliance on painkillers will make for a more pleasant and productive day tomorrow. Glad to be moved up here, though I’m having some intense and conflicted feelings about it. I need two strong, fresh weeks, leading up to my birthday, at which point I’m throwing a completely unhealthy dinner party- going to try out all manner of elaborate recipes that I would never make for just myself (for dietary reasons and because I’m a very good, but very, very lazy, cook) and sample all of them with the joie de vive of a girl who doesn’t (still!) have 80 pounds to lose. I have racked up 68 miles on the pedometer since I last wrote, though, so, there’s some concrete evidence that at least a modicum of regular exercise was had, but I have certainly not been faithful to my routine. This is one of the reasons I’m so enraged about my sudden and debilitating (if only for two days so far, hmpph) injury- I want to get everything set up so I can really establish my routine here. I’m thinking that I’ll just modify what was working for me before, but I’ll have to scale it back a little earlier, as I’ll be commuting to Oly 3 days per week. My plan goes as such: wake up around 8, take the dogs to the dog park adjacent Green lake, walk around Green Lake (3 miles), come home for some stationary bike, then exercise video action. Possibly I’ll break it up so I’m doing stationary bike only in the morning and then an exercise video at night or vice versa, but this is my plan. I have one year and two weeks to complete my weight loss journey (got to kick my fat self to the curb before I’m thirty, I mean, bitch, please). I can do this, I can do this, I can do this.

Will get back to regular food journaling, daily awesoming, and mile totalling soon, but not tonight, eh, except milage for the year which is now. . . 796.5- getting close, y’all, but I need to push it through these next two and a half months to get to 1000 by New Years Day. Hope all you ladies are doing well out there.

solid day

angelina — Wed, 16 Sep 2009 06:18:55 +0000

Well, today was good, busy and basically on track with the diet plan. Got in a workout, saw friends, got shit done.

Breakfast: 1 poached egg on greens with balsamic vinaiger, tomatoes, chicken breast

Lunch: no

Dinner: green salad, sandwich with chicken breast, tomatoes, light mayo, wheat bread

Exercise: 40 minutes stationary bike (11 miles) 30 day shred, 2 miles with dogs

1000 miles in 2009: 728.5

Song of the Day: Single Ladies, by Beyonce

Daily awesome: David Lynch’s Interview Project is very cool and This American Life-y.

trying to pull my shit together- for real, yo

angelina — Tue, 15 Sep 2009 06:55:29 +0000

Well, today was not too bad but I have been off my workout plan all week. I need to pull it together; I swear I can feel myself gaining back some of the weight I lost already. It’s funny; this is always how I end up sabotaging myself on diets, start by saying ‘oh, well, putting extra cheese on that sammy won’t hurt, I’m working out constantly’ and then all of a sudden it’s a month later of being mostly sedentary and eating crap and I’ve put back on five pounds. I had a VERY low key day today, after working hard all weekend. Did some laundry, watched the True Blood finale (MaryAnn’s death AND Sam Trammell nudity. . . AMAZING, with a capital ZING!), read, started planning this live storytelling event I’m setting up over here (turns out, as usual, it’s going to be ten times more work than I thought it was), didn’t put on makeup and wore slippers when I went to the grocery store. Tomorrow, I have coffee with my writing buddy, Katya, a planning meeting for the Moth event and a morning meeting with one of our clients. I have a lot going on right now, as always, but mostly I’m just waiting by the phone, convinced my sister is going to go into labor at any moment (and she really might- her due date is the 17th). Things aren’t really working out with David and I think I need to cut him loose, but I’m dragging my feet about it quite a bit. I haven’t been eating well or working out as much as I’d like, so I’m feeling huge and logy all the time. I’m just so stalled with the weight loss thing; I need to kick start myself again and the only way to do that is to just DO IT. I’m going to be pissed tomorrow when I wake up at seven, but I’m getting a real workout in tomorrow, as god is my witness. I’m going to be so glad when the Biggest Loser goes up on Hulu this year; it’s such a good motivator.

Breakfast: nein

Lunch: sandwich with sliced chicken breast, wheat bread, tomatoes, pesto, light mayo.

Dinner: salad with everything on earth: lettuce, spinach, radishes, olives, avocado, edamame, feta, tomatoes, red cabbage, green onions, celery, chicken breast, balsamic dressing

Snack: those new popped potato chips (3 grams of fat per serving and 120 calories- not too shabs), about half a 3-serving bag (booo!)

Exercise: No, except 2 miles with the canines

1000 miles in 2009: 715.5 (I only did 7 miles in the past five days, including today- I am fucking up, big time)

Song of the Day: Lucifer, by Jay Z

Daily awesome: Stay. . .stay. . . stay. . . get it!

Back to school. . . NOT

angelina — Thu, 10 Sep 2009 08:48:22 +0000

So, I’m officially finished with college AS OF TODAY. Hiyo!

This month has been quite hectic and full of shitty food and stress, stress, stress. I’ve been riding the stationary bike and walking (89.5 miles since I last wrote), but my exercise video commitment has completely fallen off. Noah and I worked like crazy over labor day weekend, trying to get all our multiple projects on track. My sister is due, like, yesterday (actually, next week), but they think they’re going to have to induce. I have to break things off with David because it’s just all getting too distracting and he’s just too bland for me, I think, even with the good bedroom stuff. I’m getting ready to move home to Seattle in November (thank god!) and trying to get my head back in the game as far as eating goes. I think I’ve probably put five pounds back on- my smallest jeans are getting a little bit tight. I did, though, have a cool experience the other day: I have two virtually identical pairs of jeans, same brand, same color. One has been too small for me since I got them (it was one of those ‘I’ll get into these in a couple months, no problem’ things, which of course NEVER work out, but I like the jeans so much I never got rid of them) and the other fits and I wear them often. So yesterday, I was rummaging around the house, trying to find the pair that does fit, in a panic- they were they only jeans that agreed with the rest of the outfit I was putting together. Anyhow, I found them and put them on and wore them all day without incident. But, as it turns out, they were the pair that never fit me before- I found the newer, fitting pair later in a laundry basket. The too small ones now fit loosely and pretty well. So, a small victory!

I put together an intensive shopping list for tomorrow- I’m purging the house of disgusting food, I’m going to mop the kitchen and spend the day preparing nice, healthy food to have around the house. I made a pact with Noah, that we’re not going to eat out for two weeks. This will be extremely challenging, but I need to cut that part of my diet WAY down, not to mention, I’m kind of struggling for money right now. So, a challenge!! Anyone want to join us on cutting down on restaurant eating?

Breakfast: nein

Lunch: mexican food, 1\2 steak quesadilla, 1\2 cup rice, handful of tortilla chips

Dinner: 1 1\2 cups quinoa salad with tomatoes, black beans, feta cheese, basil, capers, olives

Exercise: 3 miles with the dogs

1000 miles in 2009: 708.5

Song of the Day: Dearest, by Buddy Holly

Dailiy awesome: This is a very good, unsentimental article by Roger Ebert, about his 30 years of sobriety and his previous life as an alcoholic. It’s a little to culty about the Program, but I’m easily rubbed the wrong way by that sort of thing, being a sober person who does not attend AA meetings or use the program to stay sober. But it sure is interesting and brave and bold, for someone whose serious-person persona is so public to out himself as a former alkie. Interesting.

unintentional belt tightening

angelina — Tue, 18 Aug 2009 05:31:28 +0000

Well, it’s been a very bad week. I’m feeling pretty down again and have been eating like a morbidly obese hippopotamus for, like, ten days. My belt is getting tighter and I was down to the last hole and ready to trade the entire thing in for a new one. The only thing good is that I’ve been exercising a lot, too- not, by a long shot, enough to mitigate the candy and fries-eating madness, but enough to offset it a little bit. My stomach, which is usually the first thing to deflate when I lose weight and has been no exception this time, is incredibly bloated and full. I need to flea bomb my house. I’m moving in two months. My sister’s relationship depresses me and my own bores me (except the sex part is still fun). My business is slow and I’m broker than a joke. The dogs are on my last nerve. I steam cleaned the house and then it was promptly ruined by the animals. I have been keeping a walking diary though, got myself a pedometer and everything, so I can keep track of mileage, even when I’m being a lazy blogger. 56 miles (walking and biking) since I last wrote- I think I can make my goal of 1000 miles by the end of the year. Every workout has been like pulling teeth lately, probably because it feels like my stomach is full of rocks all the time. Today, I ate teriyaki chicken and tonkatsu, and TWO cans of beef ravioli (low fat, but still 800 calories total! Also, being a fairly excellent cook- particularly of Italian food- I know it’s a bad week if I can’t even boil water and make a simple sauce), and drank about two gallons of water and today was one of the better days this week. I feel disgusting. I have to have a good day tomorrow. My house is stocked with healthy foods- freshly pulled carrots and radishes, heirloom tomatoes, roasted tofu, seaweed salad, a wealth of asian pears and nectarines, low fat chicken sausages. I staged a raid on the co-op during Noah’s volunteer shift Thursday and took advantage of his 40% discount, also last weekend I picked my mothers garden clean (pears, tomatoes, basil, etc.). There is no reason for me to be anxiety-eating like I have been; I put in my notice on my apartment here, to be out by November first, to leave Olympia and move home to Seattle- gee, I wonder if I could be at all concerned about that? I’m also feeling a little overwhelmed by the amount of work I have to do both for school and for our upcoming merchant processing site for work. A lot of things are up in the air. I want to be falling back on my healthy exercise routine and diet plan- a constant during chaos, you know, but I haven’t been able to rally myself out of this funk. Earlier this week, I went to the movies with Noah (District 9- seriously, I feel like that movie was made specifically for me, so much did it appeal to my every sensibility. Loved it!) and ended up getting some gross-ish licorice from the grocery store. I had like almost a pound of the stuff and it was not really that good. Usually, I would either throw it away or just let it sit in the cupboard for months until my sister discovered it during her next visit and gobbled it up. But no; later in the night, I ate piece after piece of the awful stuff as I watched old episodes of Lost. I’ve got to snap out of it. This was a major backsliding week and I cannot have another one if I want to continue my progress to my next goal (my birthday\movie screening). It’s getting a little bit down to the wire and I still have another 70 pounds to go, god help me. Also, I hate feeling like shit- I like the way my body feels when it’s mostly free of processed garbage like what I’ve been eating all week (strawberry licorice wheels and canned ravioli-WTF, people, seriously) and it’s not as if I don’t have all that at my fingertips. Tomorrow, I’m going to wake up at a reasonable hour (also, I’ve been sleeping late, another indicator of capital-D depression), do my dog walking and my workout, then have healthy meals, all day, watch not a one minute of television (though, fellow fans, how good has True Blood been lately? Amazing, yeah? Mmm, Sam Tramell. . . ), finish my book and work on my school projects. Then, tomorrow night, the casino! I’m pretty broke but I’m going to spend the voucher they sent me this month on some mindless recreation, I think, to get back into a more pleasant mindframe. That’s the plan.

Breakfast: 1 can low fat beef ravioli

Lunch: chicken teriyaki and tonkatsu, 1 cup rice, small green salad

Dinner: can o’ beef ravioli (god, what is WRONG with me?)

Exercise: 2 miles with the dogs, 30 minutes stationary bike (8.5 miles), 30 day shred

1000 miles in 2009: 619 (added weekly tally plus todays)

Song of the Day: Do Re MI, Ani DiFranco covering Woody Guthrie

Daily awesome: Well, this is nerdy web designer stuff, but Smashing Magazine often has extremely useful design articles and blog posts, as well as nut-and-bolts practical stuff very useful to those of us in the oft-boring web field.

home from Montana

angelina — Thu, 06 Aug 2009 05:11:44 +0000

Well, I was in an internet blackout area in Montana, could not post. I had a pretty good trip, except for my uncle’s terrible personality problem. He’s a complete freakshow- a neurotic fitness freak with a hero complex, who speaks every word with the zeal of the converted. Everything he says is designed to point out how good and right his life is and how fall short yours falls. He drove me CRAZY, the entire time. My aunt is cold as ice and I adore her- she’s totally straightforward and not trying to impress anyone and her obnoxiousness is all out there, right on the surface. My uncle has gone into this whole lifestyle-soldier mode that is utterly intolerable. I could not get out of there fast enough. However, the area is beautiful and we hiked in Glacier (amazing, with a terrifying section walking on a thin path atop a sheer cliff, clinging to the rope attached to the rock face and trying not to look down). Now I’m back in Olympia; I had a big day of house cleaning planned today and completed about 15 percent of what needed to be done. I did, however, get a fabulous haircut (I woke up this morning and thought ‘not another day with my hair over my collar or I will go insane’), a weird new cookie jar for dog treats (shape of a monkey) and a dress for my friend Deana’s prom-themed birthday party this Saturday. I have a whole 80’s outfit all planned out. The dress is fitted and jersey up top with a trashy mess of tulle and mesh down below- it’s solid black and comes to the knee. Weirdly cute- I might even crimp my hair, just to amp the whole thing up another notch. Also, Lynn (my lifelong BFF- since we were six, anyway) has finally, finally, returned home for three weeks from Sweden, before she goes back to Detroit for her second year of school. Tomorrow, I am actually going to get all kinds of work done- going to do some school work, steam clean the carpets, clean and dust my bedroom and organize the office. Also, strenuous exercise.

Breakfast: 4 donut peaches, 1\2 cup yogurt.

Lunch: 1\2 subway sammy with chicken breast and all the usual stuff.

Dinner: 2nd half of sub sammy

Exercise: 3 miles with dogs (also, 20 miles done over the weekend in Montana and Yakima)

1000 miles in 2009: 552.5 (I need to get on top of this pronto or I’m not going to make my goal)

Song of the Day: Somebody’s Gotta Do It, by The Roots

Daily awesome: OMG! Lebowski movie.