is not going any where, not happening. If it is,- and I remember that one time I did make a comment that i would take any weight loss, even one pound a month- I cant see it. Or feel it, or see it on the scale. I am keeping up with the workouts, atleast 45-60 min 4-5 days a week, have lagged off on the yoga this week, more elliptical than running, but still no change.
Was going over my journals, I did weight watchers once, 2-3 years back and lost 7 pounds n 4 mnths, that had seemed so frustratingly slow to me that i had given up after the 4 months. Now I keep going on and off the calorie watching roller coaster. But the diet is improving slowly. I try not to inhale a whole package of cookies at one time, that is the most difficult part.
Have to sign up for the half marathon, maybe, then I will pull up my socks and concentrate on the diet also.
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
*Fast Food Nation by Eric Schloser
*Read this book.
I read it because it was assigned to my 14yo's freshman class. Its amazing, horrifying, shocking, electrifying....
You will never look at the happy meal the same way again.
It makes one scared to eat. How many times do we look at what we are eating and wonder about how it came to be in its present form ? The intricate process of first feeding and growing the cow, slaughtering it, the workers who do it- their state of health and knowledge of hygiene, which companies do it, their standards of hygiene, he has gone over each step and the end result is an eye-opening book.
And this is just about one fast food meal, what about the rest of the products in the grocery store? Where are the strawberries coming from, which cows produced the milk- did u know the government does not have to tell the public if the food is irradiated or not- they say it is safe, but thats what they say about everything in the beginning and 10 years down the line its,OOPs!! Sorry!!
I had been to Disneyland a week ago and gorged on cheese snacks and rice crackers and chips and felt so nauseous. Vowed never to touch packaged goods again, that lasted maybe a half-day. and I have made these vows before- I will never eat anything coming out of a package again.
I am ready to try again. This time I am replacing the store bought stuff with home made stuff- that way I know exactly what I am eating- well, almost. Starting with the basics, I am trying to bake bread at home. the only problem is that it might not look as great as the storebought one so the kids will absolutly refuse to eat it, but lets see. Today will surf the web for an easy whole wheat bread recipe. And will soon post the results.
I read it because it was assigned to my 14yo's freshman class. Its amazing, horrifying, shocking, electrifying....
You will never look at the happy meal the same way again.
It makes one scared to eat. How many times do we look at what we are eating and wonder about how it came to be in its present form ? The intricate process of first feeding and growing the cow, slaughtering it, the workers who do it- their state of health and knowledge of hygiene, which companies do it, their standards of hygiene, he has gone over each step and the end result is an eye-opening book.
And this is just about one fast food meal, what about the rest of the products in the grocery store? Where are the strawberries coming from, which cows produced the milk- did u know the government does not have to tell the public if the food is irradiated or not- they say it is safe, but thats what they say about everything in the beginning and 10 years down the line its,OOPs!! Sorry!!
I had been to Disneyland a week ago and gorged on cheese snacks and rice crackers and chips and felt so nauseous. Vowed never to touch packaged goods again, that lasted maybe a half-day. and I have made these vows before- I will never eat anything coming out of a package again.
I am ready to try again. This time I am replacing the store bought stuff with home made stuff- that way I know exactly what I am eating- well, almost. Starting with the basics, I am trying to bake bread at home. the only problem is that it might not look as great as the storebought one so the kids will absolutly refuse to eat it, but lets see. Today will surf the web for an easy whole wheat bread recipe. And will soon post the results.
Tuesday, February 3, 2009
Days passing by..
... with no results. Total 4 pound weight loss in the last 3 months.
Even tho I have been regular with my workouts, I have been doing atleast 45 min sessions , have added on free weights- OK only 2 sessions so far,
even tho I did not get any cake for my wedding anniversary- I wont mention the scrumptious cupcakes- two- I had the day before,
even tho I try to move more during the day - trying to organise this house, and still at the end of the day have to throw in the towel because however much I do , it never seems enough. There is always loads of laundry to be put away, utensils to be cleaned and put away, socks, glasses, pencils, crayons and markers, magazines, cups, glasses, books, papers, unread unopened mail, all the paraphrenalia of life, cannot call it clutter because I do need these things at some point or other. Its neverending, and however much I clean the kitchen or pickup the living room, somehow, magically, all these things appear again. I wish I had those elves which the shoemaker had, but to clean my house while I snored in my warm bed.
And so I run, or read, or learn something new, to get away from the so-called drudgeries of life, because, I would be the first to complain if I did not have this routine, this sameness of the days passing by, merging one into another , due to illness or war or some other scrouge.
And with each run, I thank the higher power, because I can.
Even tho I have been regular with my workouts, I have been doing atleast 45 min sessions , have added on free weights- OK only 2 sessions so far,
even tho I did not get any cake for my wedding anniversary- I wont mention the scrumptious cupcakes- two- I had the day before,
even tho I try to move more during the day - trying to organise this house, and still at the end of the day have to throw in the towel because however much I do , it never seems enough. There is always loads of laundry to be put away, utensils to be cleaned and put away, socks, glasses, pencils, crayons and markers, magazines, cups, glasses, books, papers, unread unopened mail, all the paraphrenalia of life, cannot call it clutter because I do need these things at some point or other. Its neverending, and however much I clean the kitchen or pickup the living room, somehow, magically, all these things appear again. I wish I had those elves which the shoemaker had, but to clean my house while I snored in my warm bed.
And so I run, or read, or learn something new, to get away from the so-called drudgeries of life, because, I would be the first to complain if I did not have this routine, this sameness of the days passing by, merging one into another , due to illness or war or some other scrouge.
And with each run, I thank the higher power, because I can.
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