Tag: diet

Tofu

I was a good boy today. I managed to go the whole working at home day without splurging on junk food. I followed the weight watchers rules to the letter. Then for dinner I did something…

Insane!

Well, not really but… really.

Jen made a really delicious veggie stir fry for dinner tonight, along with some quinoa. You might think the quinoa was the insane thing, but we’ve been eating that since just after New Year and I really like it. No, the craziness was in the stir fry, right along with the spectacular broccoli.

Tofu.

Not only did she make it… but I…

(wait for it)…

ATE SOME!

The world’s pickiest eater had fish over the weekend and now he’s had tofu. Un-be-freakin’-lieveable!

The first bite of tofu was okay. The taste was sort of non-existent but the texture was a little creepy. The second bite… not so much. The texture just got to me. I didn’t like it.

That’s not the point of this post though.

The point is THE WORLD’S PICKIEST EATER IS TRYING CRAZY NEW THINGS! Quinoa, fish, tofu! What the hell has happened to me? They are going to kick me out of the picky eater’s club!

(and I am okay with that)

Working from Home on a Diet

Today is my first day working from home since restarting weight watchers and getting back on the diet and exercise bandwagon.  When I am in the office there is a soda machine and a candy machine and a cafeteria full of good stuff.  It’s pretty easy to avoid it because it involves money.  If I don’t take any to work with me then I can’t be tempted.

At home things are different.  Our decision to do this happened quickly and at the time there was still a fair amount of junk food in the house.  There is a box of cookies and a bag of chips literally three feet away from me as I type this. 

The temptation is there, but I will rise above it.  I can beat this!

Three Whole Days

I know that every time I get the weight loss bug I post something exactly like this.  It’s repetitive, I know.  I’m sorry.  It’s just that if you see the kind of diet I subject myself to you will understand how epic a change this is…

Here goes…

I haven’t had any caffeine since Saturday morning.  Three.  Days.  Ago. 

I literally have not ingested caffeine into my body since last month.

And somehow, I have not died.  I can’t believe it.  Normally if you took a sample of my blood you would find that it is carbonated and caffeinated.  That’s how much soda I drink.  Lakes worth of coca~cola.  Seas of it.  Oceans of it.  Whole great big bunches of coca~cola.  And somehow I have gone for three days, more than 72 hours, without even a taste of it.

I don’t know how I’ve managed to survive this long, but I can say that last night I went to sleep at a decent hour.  Hopefully the caffeine ban is having positive results.

Go for a Walk

So I mentioned we went back to Weight Watchers. We also bought a treadmill. We could have re-joined a gym, but with our schedules during the week being so crazy (I spent almost three hours in the car, not counting the actual work day today) it’s really difficult to make ourselves go.

So we bought a treadmill. A big one. A big industrial strength monster treadmill. If we ever need to barricade ourselves inside the house to keep a zombie horde outside (or something) we can just put this thing in front of the door and live happily ever after. Assuming of course we can actually move it to the door. Hadn’t thought of that. Crap. Zombie lunch, I guess.

I turned it on and started walking. I made it a quarter of a mile before… I… dropped… dead.

Urgh, I am the King of Outofshape.

Why I Need to Go to a Weight Watchers Meeting ASAP

My beloved wife and I joined Weight Watchers just after the new year.  We went to meetings consistently for five or six week and then started to miss them.  It’s been about a month since we’ve checked in.  I haven’t been 100% faithful to the program.  There have been a few nights recently where whoopie pies were substituted for dinner.  I am still off of coca~cola, which is a miracle for me, but I find myself drinking caffeinated sodas more than I should (there is a coke zero on my desk as we speak).  I’m not really counting points anymore, but I have gotten into a set routine for most meals.  Breakfast, lunch, and snacking in between are pretty much the same each day.  Dinners vary, but with the exception of the junk food meals they are still under my available points for each day.  We haven’t started going to the gym, although March was sort of our target for that.  We need to get back into regular meetings first, I think.

Here is the real reason why I need to start going to meetings as soon as possible.  I stepped on our bathroom scale this morning.  Back in January, at our first weigh in, my weight was recorded as X. At our last meeting my weight was recorded as X-16.  (You didn’t know you’d be getting an Algebra lesson here, did you?)  When I stepped on the scale this morning my weight was X-24.  Fantastic!  Of course, our scale is notoriously inaccurate.  I stepped on again and it gave me X-17.  I stepped on a third time and it gave me X-10.  I stepped on once more and it gave me X-27. 

That’s it.  I’m done.  From this day forth the only scales that exist on Earth are the ones at Weight Watchers offices. 

 

PS: The irony of this post being written during my lunch break is not lost on me.  Mmmm, chicken sandwich.

Cleaning the house

I just watched five deer run through the woods. Where were the other two, or three? Deer sociology is a mystery to me.

What was I talking about? Oh yeah.

We are giving the house a full on post-Christmas cleaning this weekend. We got to two rooms yesterday and the improvement is gigantic. We can walk from one end of the living room to the other without having to jump over anything (except maybe the cat). Today’s goal is the kitchen, dining room, and bathroom. Unfortunately after two straight days of shoveling, and a full day of cleaning, my back hurts more then it has ever hurt before. It might be a tough day.

Tomorrow we try getting back on the New Year’s Resolution/weight loss bandwagon. I know I’m yo-yoing like mad here, but you have to start somewhere, right?

Scale and Sleep and Stuff

There were a number of reasons why I wanted to change what I eat. The main reason being that I felt like garbage all the time due to having to carry around my gigantic stomach. The other reasons included things like clothes not fitting right anymore, spending way too much money on junk food, fearing that when I sit in a chair it will be crushed beneath me. You know, the little things.

Another of those reasons was due to the digital scale in our bathroom no longer being able to read my weight. When I stepped on it the display would say ERR. In other words, you’re too fat for the scale you fat ass. I’m happy to say that after two weeks of no coca~cola, smaller lunches, no junk food breakfasts, and less snacking between meals, the scale gave me an actual number today. Granted it was an absurdly huge number, but a number. I feel happy about that little detail. Granted, hippopotamuses often feel happy too. I’m still a monstrous fat ass, but I’m enjoying my tiny little victory.

On a less successful note, another reason for changing my intake was that I had trouble sleeping through the night. Eliminating coca~cola from my diet would remove the vast majority of my caffeine intake. If I can cut back on chocolate too (so far so, sort of good) I could stop having caffeine all together. Well I haven’t had any caffeinated soda of any kind in over two weeks now, but I’m not seeing a lot of improvement in my sleeping. A little, maybe, but not that much. I still wake up 1-2 times a night for no apparent reason, and I never feel all that rested in the morning. I probably do feel better than I did a couple of weeks ago, but there has not been any major change. I wonder how long it takes caffeine to purge from your system? I wonder if my massive caffeine intake over the years would skew things so that it takes longer to purge. I wonder.

On the upside of things, the cold that cleaned my clock last week is about 95% gone. Jen is feeling better too, although it hit her much harder than it hit me (and it kicked my ass) and she still has a way to go before she’s all better.

On a non-health note, I put some new strings on one of my guitars yesterday during telecommute lunch and I did a little recording. Then immediately after work I did a little more recording. Then this morning before work I did a little more recording. New/old song in a couple of days? Seems likely. Maybe if I keep up the pre morning commute schedule there might be two new/old songs soon.

In the meantime though, Robert says no to caffeinated beverages. The goal is to have a decent beach body by 2033 (kidding). At this rate, anything is possible.