Baby steps January 5, 2008
Well, the good news is that I’m down half a pound from the all-time high. Whew. Now once again, I’m totally aware that it’s water weight. But hey, that’s still half a pound farther from a dangerous milestone. Water weight or no water weight, atleast it’s in the right direction.
And, for the first time in more than a week, I wasn’t embarassed to enter my foods into my daily plate. Three cheers for that. It wasn’t perfect, but, once again, we’re trying to stay away from the p word. We started off strong, had some pumpkin oatmeal and a peach yogurt for breakfast. I must admit, I absolutely love pumpkin oatmeal- as long as I don’t look at it too long. Great taste, color and consistency… not so appealing. From there, we glided into the morning snack (a nice 100 calorie bag of popcorn and some crystal light). Can I just say how much I love popcorn? I mean, really. I would marry popcorn. As long as my husband wouldn’t get too jealous, and the state of California allowed bigamy. But, I’m totally amazed at the sheer amount of popcorn you can eat for 100 calories. It’s just amazing. Lunch I had a cheeseburger from the hospital caf and just a little bit of pasta salad. I didn’t get my veggies in before lunch, but I got them in after.
After lunch is where things got a bit questionable. It turns out that the storm we were anticipating is, in fact, pretty big. We got rain, more rain, and then, for a change of pace, heavy wind and snow. So after work I head over to a coworker’s house because she still has my house key after she looked after the deadly rodent-annhilating kitties. That’s where things went a little off the map. She had tortilla chips (my kryptonite) and hot chocolate made with steamed milk. MMM. I also proceeded to have another cheeseburger for dinner.
Hubby was snowed in on the mountain, and cooking, new recipe and all, isn’t quite as fun solo. So, the cilantro pesto butternut squash with chicken tacos will have to wait. Which is kind of a bummer, because I was looking forward to trying out the knife in hand suggestion to cut the giggles. (Get it, haha. “cut” the giggles). I guess I could have proceeded with the recipe on my own, but, if I have to try it, so does he. Besides, I don’t trust that squash. It’s up to something, I can tell. The way it sits there, looking healthy yet flesh-colored. Totally not normal. So, tomorrow night it will meet its demise, when I have backup in case it tries something funny. Or in case it tastes disgusting and I can make him try it first.
Once again, I didn’t get any exercise in. Unless you count stumbling around in the snow to dust off my car as exercise. But, tomorrow I plan on shoveling out my driveway. I know you’re jealous. Plus, my gym membership over at the college will start again next week, and I’ll be able to exercise in the relative comfort of warmer than 22 degrees. Right now I’m mulling over what I’ll start with, maybe looking at a treadmill vigorously for twenty minutes? Hmm.
Well, it seems that this whole bubble bath thing is much more complicated than it sounds. Since the night before last was too cold, I naturally tried to correct that last night. And the result? I’m pretty sure that the half pound I lost was due to the skin I scalded off. So, I added some cold water. Which helped, a little bit, but not enough. So I added a tray of ice cubes. Which didn’t really help the temperature, but, mixed with my mango madness bubblebath, caused me to feel like a pineapple garnish in a giant’s mixed drink. At leats my relaxing tea was really good, though, too cold compared to my boiling bath water. And that’s what I don’t get. I have a college degree, and yet, I can’t get bathwater right. I guess there are some subjects that just aren’t taught enough these days. But, I’m giving it another go-round tonight. What’s the deifnition of insanity again? Yeah, that’s right- doing the same thing over and over and expecting different results. And so, I’m off. We’ll give it another spin.
