Will Versus Weight

This was a coffee morning. I needed to be strict on calories, but some mornings, you just have to let yourself have the calories and the comfort of coffee with creamer, even if it is fat free. This was one of those mornings. So be it. I'll clean really hard to make up for it.

Usually, I like to weigh everyday. I know there are multiple camps on this one, but it works for me. I like to keep up with what I weigh on more of a real time basis. Problem is, I don't want to be discouraged, either. So, as much as I want to weigh, I know I gained those icky four pounds, and since I am not exercising, it is going to take more than one pretty good day to make up for seven days with cheese flavored orange fingers. So, I need to resist, and give myself at least another 3 days. That should be enough time to just check and see where I stand. Willpower time. And I thought it was just bad food I needed to stay away from.

So, my scale has been moving the last few days, but in the wrong direction. I feel like I'm watching one of those terrible home videos on tv where the kid is running and trying, and reaching the end zone, or scores some kind of goal, and then realizes it is for the wrong team. That is exactly what my scale just did. It scored a goal for the wrong team. If only that could win me $10,000 on tv, I might forgive it as easily as those kids. It can't. Though, my reaction to realizing I gained 4, that right f-o-u-r, pounds might. In all honesty, I knew it was happening. I let it. It wasn't my fault, though. I blame that stupid man/baby in a diaper, cupid. I hate Valentine's Day right now. Between all the extra sugar for kid's parties, the giving of chocolate, and what not, I knew this would be bad. On top of all that, this Valentine's Day was a sad one for me. So, I ate. I knew it was wrong. Some days I would try to curb it, but I'll be honest, Dorit...

Having moved into a new home, I am finding it impossible to exercise. If I am going to be totally honest, I haven't exercised since I got here, and really a few weeks before. I used to go to the gym or walk a lot. Either of those would be the way to go for me. I walk with friends or around my neighborhood often, and these aren't leisurely strolls. i power walk until I sweat. If the weather was bad, I could always go to the gym, which included child care. Here, the weather hasn't been above 50 in since we got here, and it has generally been raining or snowing at least a little everyday. So, walking is just not an option. If I were back in San Diego, I would hit the gym, no matter the weather. Here, I don't have a gym membership at this time. Which stinks. So, right now, I have no good options for exercising. I can't even exercise in the house, because there is no place to do so. Really. There isn't. My mom does have an old treadmill somewhere. I...

I've moved from an area with a moderate climate, to one that has a cold winter. Unfortunitly, this move is having a negative effect on my waistline. It isn't moving. Where as back in Cali, it was slowing going down. Down is good. No change is not. I really didn't realize how much my move would change my eating habbits. The biggest change is that I drink coffee all day, just to keep warm. Coffee by itself isn't terrrible, but the way I like to drink it isn't good. I need milk and sugar or creamer of soem sort. I have switched to a non fat creamer, but those things still have 25 calories per two tablespoons. I use about a quarter cup with each cup of coffee. Thats a lot of extra calories in a day. So, this morning I decided to try something new. I switched to tea with Splenda. No milk, and no sugar. Right now, I am drinking something called "Morning Thunder". I have mixed opinions on the name. There are some serious jokes looking around it....

As it states on my profile, I am a vegetarian. To be a bit more specific, I am an ovo-lacto vegetarian. That means I eat eggs and dairy, but no meat. On the no meat thing, I am pretty strict. Honestly, though, I don't believe that being a vegetarian has anything to do with being healthy by itself. In fact, my body is literally living proof that it doesn't necessarily makeyou healthier. When I first became a vegetarian in college, I ate nothing but cheese, pickle, and kechup sandwiches on white bread for abotu a year. As I said, healthy and vegetarian are not necessarily related. However, just how strict I am now does prevent me from eating some things I would love to over indulge on. I don't eat gelatin. Gelatin is made from animal hooves or legs, boiled down. While some can be man made now, you never know the difference unless you investigate it. So, if I see gelatin on a label, I don't eat eat. Do you have any idea how many desserts have gelatin in them? ...

Thought about blogging about my weight loss again. We will see how it goes. I've lost a bit. Ok. A lot, but I am struggeling right now, and maybe this may help me. We shall see.