morning weight: 181.4
exercise yesterday: 3km power walk
sugar: nada, except for the blueberry muffin for breakfast , damn, ok, yes, sugar
morning weight: 181.6
exercise yesterday: minor
sugar: one 2×2 piece of orangey cake that wasn’t event really very good
morning weight: 182.0
exercise yesterday: nada as was in transit from parents place - 5.5 hour drive
sugar yesterday: none
morning weight: 182.6 ….wtf, and all other unhappy emoticons and web-speak symbols
exercise yesterday: nada, as was on plane or in airports for 12 hours
sugar: lots ( see above)
Yes, I am back from my week in San Antonio and I did enjoy it. I loved that it was hot, I did walk every night and I did go to the gym 3 out of the 5 days I was there. I ate reasonably, no desserts, minimal alcohol….How I came back so much fatter is beyond me.
I am very late getting mobile this morning as was up most of the night with the dog, who gets very anxious during thunderstorms. My cleaning person took the week off, which means that I have to spend a couple of hours cleaning up and then I am off on a road trip to my parents for a few days. I am having a ‘detox day” (no sugar, no alcohol, only veggies and fruit and enough water to swim in) and then back on track. Sigh. Again.
calories - no idea
exercise - 2 good days in a row, acting on my summer resolution
I am in San Antonio for the week, and it feels so good to be somewhere warm! We have had only a tiny little taste of summer so far, and I am so happy to be able to sit outside.
This conference is interesting and I am here with a coworker. We are sharing a room which could be a bit awkward but we are both working hard at being considerate. I am using the hotel’s gym which is quite nice, every morning.
I have given up counting calories for this trip but I am trying to pay attention to portion sizes and timing of meals. So far so good.
calories yesterday: 2015
calories needed to maintain (according to nutrition program: 2350
walk: 65 minutes, strolling pace (3m/hr)
morning weight: 179.6
Ok, I am reconfiguring my approach. I have been at the same weight now for almost 4 years, with minor dips and doodles along the way. What’s that saying, “Crazy is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting different results?” That would be me.
First, I am making my goals small and short. Instead of looking at the endpoint I will look at benchmark dates along the way. It’s not that I want to lose 50 pounds, it is that I want to lose 10 pounds by Sept 1. Not so daunting, not so far away.
Second, I am going to work at facing the reality of my behaviour each and every day. Scarfing down a huge amount of food at the end of the day and treating wine like a beverage instead of a treat keeps me where I am. Overdosing on fruit and bread and cheese is still overdosing, even if no sugar is involved.
Third, I need to get moving again and I will just have to be honest with Sailorboy about why and when I need to do this. I feel like I have been trying to ’sneak’ in exercise to avoid cutting into our time together. The better way to go forward is to ask for his support.
There.
This week is very busy, I have a long list of things I want to do before I go on vacation, and Sailorboy has just bought a fast little motorboat off ebay that is an 8 hour drive away. He wants us to go get it Friday - at first he wanted to do a one day round trip, but let’s just say he sensed my lack of enthusiasm for that idea. So instead we’ll go down Friday and come back Saturday. Then I have to do some chores around the house and get ready for my trip. I don’t mind road trips but I think this is going to be a little outrageous.
It is pouring rain and I am postponing the dog walk as long as I can. The poor animal is patiently waiting for me to get my act together.
Hey - I actually cooked tonight! Roast chicken breasts on a bed of my own garden herbs (basil, rosemary, sage, lemon thyme) with tons of lightly steamed veggies…very nice, if I do say so myself. And enough for lunch tomorrow.
This is a taken from the stern of Sailorboy’s sailboat, with the dog on the dock. We were introducing him to overnighting on board…not really a success.
I am counting down the days until my vacation, I am very excited. Next week I am in San Antonio for a weeklong conference, and then I am off for three whole weeks. Of course it won’t work out like that - I am sure I will be working for a few days here and there. But I am going to try to be out of touch for as much of the time as I can possibly manage.
I just can’t figure out how to fit exercise time into my day, I know that sounds like an ecuse, and alright it is but it is still a problem. Working long days, travelling an additional 90 minutes a day to the boat or Sailorboy’s home, trying to keep up with my volunteer commitments and keep the house in decent shape, yada yada yada…I will have to either fit it into lunchtime or find some time at either end of the workday. I am proud of myself for cutting way back on sugar (almost nil), but the exercise problem has to be solved. Perhaps the best idea is to use this three weeks vacation as the time to shift habits again, bringing ‘wunning’ back into my regular schedule.
Tough morning, due to the fact that I spent the night trapped in a sailboat with a snoring man and a big dog emitting frequent silent but deadly farts. Ear plugs helped some, but couldn’t figure out a nasal filter. Ugh. I left at 5:30am.
However, until then, it was a good evening…lol…the weather was beautiful and we sat on the dock visiting with the neighbours, who sailed up from Michigan. This weekend is looking cold and wet, so maybe I will stay home and do the 1001 little jobs piling up.
I am being very careful to stay away from sugar, it makes such a big difference in my mood and my sleeping patterns. Even though I know this, I can’t believe how easy it is to allow myself to have a muffin here, a chocolate bar there…it is so bad but so good.
