I flounder. Perhaps I should have been a fish.
I have been doing a lot of stuff, though not everything I really need to be doing.
I put in too many hours at work. I put patients, church, friends and family often before my own needs. I got married a couple of weeks ago (now that it's legal for gay folk to do so here.) (OMG, I sound like my mother.) (Or have I become my mother?)
I have been fortunate enough to have several people in my life willing to call me on my 'back-burnering' of my own health.
SO, to this end, I'm back.
The word for the day is produce. Lots of it. At every meal.
Got up this morning, and sliced up a peach with a 1/2 cup of non-fat cottage cheese, a 1/2 slice of homemade pumpernickle my housesitter baked while he was here, and brewed up a cup of tea. I just had a boca burger on a half of a whole wheat bagel, 10 cherries, a large red pepper (eaten out of hand like an apple) and another white peach. I'm quite sated. Full actually.
I just ran a nutrition analysis on the food for the day so far, and it stacks up quite nicely.
552 Kcal is not bad for both b'fast and lunch. 15 grams of fibre is nothing to be sneezed at either. I had also taken out some cherry tomatoes to have with lunch and put them back in the fridge. I'd had quite enough thanks. No more for now. Moreover, I feel as if I'm putting food thats of value into my system.
Why do I forget that produce is my friend?
I have been doing a lot of stuff, though not everything I really need to be doing.
I put in too many hours at work. I put patients, church, friends and family often before my own needs. I got married a couple of weeks ago (now that it's legal for gay folk to do so here.) (OMG, I sound like my mother.) (Or have I become my mother?)
I have been fortunate enough to have several people in my life willing to call me on my 'back-burnering' of my own health.
SO, to this end, I'm back.
The word for the day is produce. Lots of it. At every meal.
Got up this morning, and sliced up a peach with a 1/2 cup of non-fat cottage cheese, a 1/2 slice of homemade pumpernickle my housesitter baked while he was here, and brewed up a cup of tea. I just had a boca burger on a half of a whole wheat bagel, 10 cherries, a large red pepper (eaten out of hand like an apple) and another white peach. I'm quite sated. Full actually.
I just ran a nutrition analysis on the food for the day so far, and it stacks up quite nicely.
552 Kcal is not bad for both b'fast and lunch. 15 grams of fibre is nothing to be sneezed at either. I had also taken out some cherry tomatoes to have with lunch and put them back in the fridge. I'd had quite enough thanks. No more for now. Moreover, I feel as if I'm putting food thats of value into my system.
Why do I forget that produce is my friend?
- Mood:
relieved
This was a lovely early morning.
My husband and I awakened shortly before dawn and one thing led to another, doing those things that long-time married couples do, and then wonder why they don't do them more often. I was left breathless for a bit, though not for lack of exercise this morning.
I wonder how many calories THAT burned?
Its been a week now and I find I'm hungering for more physical exercise, thought the blisters on my feet are telling me I need to be a bit more careful with my footwear. It's poven a bit frustrating to find walking shoes that will allow me to do just that, without regret later.
B'fast this morning was a delight.
I padded off to the kitchen and while water was on the kettle for tea, put some whole grain bread up to toast (two slices for him, one for me, and sliced up a gorgeously ripe tomato and an equally lovely crisp red bell pepper. A cup of 1% milk (lactose free!!) onto the tray, the sliced crudités, my tea (a wonderful Yunan black), some zacusca for my toast, a couple of hard boiled eggs and an orange and off I went to the sitting room to watch the morning news with LJ.
It seemed like every channel hosted President Bush and the Pope. Aaron sat at my feet staring at me the entire meal, until I decided (as I had intended all along) to give him one of the yokes, which he wolfed down happily, wolf that he it. I looked back at the tray and realized I was quite satisfied, even though the orange remained untouched. Back to the kitchen to put the dishes into the machine, I pondered, "why have I not been eating like that all along?"
This is not torture for me, but rather enjoyable. I'm far from feeling punished.
Why the hell did this take me so long?
My husband and I awakened shortly before dawn and one thing led to another, doing those things that long-time married couples do, and then wonder why they don't do them more often. I was left breathless for a bit, though not for lack of exercise this morning.
I wonder how many calories THAT burned?
Its been a week now and I find I'm hungering for more physical exercise, thought the blisters on my feet are telling me I need to be a bit more careful with my footwear. It's poven a bit frustrating to find walking shoes that will allow me to do just that, without regret later.
B'fast this morning was a delight.
I padded off to the kitchen and while water was on the kettle for tea, put some whole grain bread up to toast (two slices for him, one for me, and sliced up a gorgeously ripe tomato and an equally lovely crisp red bell pepper. A cup of 1% milk (lactose free!!) onto the tray, the sliced crudités, my tea (a wonderful Yunan black), some zacusca for my toast, a couple of hard boiled eggs and an orange and off I went to the sitting room to watch the morning news with LJ.
It seemed like every channel hosted President Bush and the Pope. Aaron sat at my feet staring at me the entire meal, until I decided (as I had intended all along) to give him one of the yokes, which he wolfed down happily, wolf that he it. I looked back at the tray and realized I was quite satisfied, even though the orange remained untouched. Back to the kitchen to put the dishes into the machine, I pondered, "why have I not been eating like that all along?"
This is not torture for me, but rather enjoyable. I'm far from feeling punished.
Why the hell did this take me so long?
- Mood:
contemplative
My battle with my weight has gone on for a very long time.
In the early 90's I had ballooned up to 440 lbs. Out of desperation I went on a medically supervised fast, monitorred by one of my colleagues, a colleague that in fact died last year at the tender age of 59. There were a few things that I learned during that period.
1) I am lactose intolerant. The shakes that we were given to drink were lactose based and withing 48 hours of being on the program my results were, shall we say, explosive. Within the week I had been switched to the non-lactose shakes, much to my poor gut's relief.
2) The best stats for permanent weight loss are in folks that are maintaining 2000 calories of exercise per week. Now when I first heard that I thought, "Damn. I'm screwed! I'm never going to be able to get that kind of calorie burn in."
Well here it is Friday and since Tuesday, despite this being my first week at it and I only started on Tuesday, I am already at 1490 kCal for the week. I've covered 6 miles so far, each time going just a little bit further and a little bit longer. It amazes me that because of the amount of mass I'm moving at the second that I have a calorie burn that this large, but both my calculations based on weight and distance, and my nutrition program's calculations are pretty close to one another so I'm inclined to believe the nubers are correct.
And I have to say it feels good. I'm a bit sweaty at the moment, and my feet are just a wee bit sore, but overall it feels very good to move. Perhaps tomorrow I'll take on the elliptical stepper at the gym.
In the early 90's I had ballooned up to 440 lbs. Out of desperation I went on a medically supervised fast, monitorred by one of my colleagues, a colleague that in fact died last year at the tender age of 59. There were a few things that I learned during that period.
1) I am lactose intolerant. The shakes that we were given to drink were lactose based and withing 48 hours of being on the program my results were, shall we say, explosive. Within the week I had been switched to the non-lactose shakes, much to my poor gut's relief.
2) The best stats for permanent weight loss are in folks that are maintaining 2000 calories of exercise per week. Now when I first heard that I thought, "Damn. I'm screwed! I'm never going to be able to get that kind of calorie burn in."
Well here it is Friday and since Tuesday, despite this being my first week at it and I only started on Tuesday, I am already at 1490 kCal for the week. I've covered 6 miles so far, each time going just a little bit further and a little bit longer. It amazes me that because of the amount of mass I'm moving at the second that I have a calorie burn that this large, but both my calculations based on weight and distance, and my nutrition program's calculations are pretty close to one another so I'm inclined to believe the nubers are correct.
And I have to say it feels good. I'm a bit sweaty at the moment, and my feet are just a wee bit sore, but overall it feels very good to move. Perhaps tomorrow I'll take on the elliptical stepper at the gym.
- Mood: cheerful
tried to get out at lunch today, but there was no time. It's 5:20 and I be done for my work day. Time to go take a hike.......
In my regular journal I posted a while back about comfort food. As I said there, comfort foods are often equated with someone in particular and how they specifically prepared something (ie Grandma's Apfelkuchen, Pop's Sweetbreads, Doña Bertha's Chili Rellenos, etc.)
I finally learned how to make Zacusca from Oana, and in February made what will hopefully be a year's supply. I love this stuff. It's a spread or dip made from roasted eggplant, roasted red bell peppers, zucchini, mushrooms, onion, garlic (in quantities that it qualifies not as a spice, but a vegetable!), oil and seasonings. The kitchen ordeal ran 14 hours from when we arrived at the market, till the last jar came out of the water bath.
Well I just ran the numbers on Zacusca with my nutrition program and this stuff fairs pretty damned well. At just 22 calories per tablespoon, it's packed with both flavor and nutrients, with a scootch of fiber for good measure. I kinda figured it would, but with all the oil in the recipe (3 litres, spread out over a 22 Qt. yield), I kinda wanted to be certain, before I go off thinking this is essentially non-caloric. Two tbsp. makes a heaping sandwich, by itself. These days I usually put in on a slice of toast at breakfast, or to top off a Boca burger at lunch as it sits on a half whole grain bagel.
I finally learned how to make Zacusca from Oana, and in February made what will hopefully be a year's supply. I love this stuff. It's a spread or dip made from roasted eggplant, roasted red bell peppers, zucchini, mushrooms, onion, garlic (in quantities that it qualifies not as a spice, but a vegetable!), oil and seasonings. The kitchen ordeal ran 14 hours from when we arrived at the market, till the last jar came out of the water bath.
Well I just ran the numbers on Zacusca with my nutrition program and this stuff fairs pretty damned well. At just 22 calories per tablespoon, it's packed with both flavor and nutrients, with a scootch of fiber for good measure. I kinda figured it would, but with all the oil in the recipe (3 litres, spread out over a 22 Qt. yield), I kinda wanted to be certain, before I go off thinking this is essentially non-caloric. Two tbsp. makes a heaping sandwich, by itself. These days I usually put in on a slice of toast at breakfast, or to top off a Boca burger at lunch as it sits on a half whole grain bagel.
.......that this is not a flash in the proverbial pan.
My friend Patrick is doing very well in his journey south on the scale.
He started a blog and it struck me as a very wise idea and so I decided to do the same. I think I may have made it a week. Not good on my part, but I need to accent the positive and not beat myself up for the negative. This is supposed to be positive change time and not self abuse.
I've been thinking for months I NEED to make a change and start moving my butt. Literally here. A major key to health and healthier weight is to simply move. Thirty minutes of aerobic exercise 5 times per week will go a long way to changing anyone's well being. That's people in general and ME in specific.
There was a time I was a major gym goer. From the time I was in my early 40's until I had a haemorrhage 3 years ago, I was at the gym 4-6 times per week, putting in lots of time on the elliptical stepper. How I loved that machine, once upon a time. I used to swear that if I could figure out how to sleep and have sex while using it, I might never get off of it. Then the bleed happened and in the period of a month I lost about half of my blood volume, thanks to ulcerative colitis. Can we say weak as a kitten?
It was 6 months before I was back to any semblance of normal and in that time I lost the gym habit. My current size is the direct result.
In my 40's, when I became a gym goer and got good and compulsive about it, my weight tumbled, I felt wonderful and I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. (ie, I just might look like a normal sized person!) Being really diligent about the exercise made it easier to be really compliant with a healthy eating plan as well. It really wasn't that difficult to observe when I was pushing my self to get to the gym. What I did find when I was hitting the gym as I was, was that the exercise depressed my appetite, rather than increased it. I also found that mindless eating was much less frequent as well.
So, I tell people to walk. I started to do the same myself today.
On my way to work, I did a 10 minute drive around the area to get distances. From the back door of my office south to Hwy 12 along Brookwood is 0.6mi; to head east along Sonoma Ave. to Farmers Ln is 0.8mi. The head south to Hoen along Farmers is another 0.4mi, and top then head back along Hoen, to Sonoma and back to my office's back door exactly 1 mile. So the area most convenient to walk is mapped out and now that the weather is good again, I have no excuse.
Once I parked back at my office, I grabbed my sunglasses, cursed myself for not bringing sunscreen today (I am an ULTRA white boy!) and stepped out the back door of my office to take a hike. It was too warm for the jacket and hat I had planned on using. I headed down Sonoma towards Farmers, and went even one city block beyond, and then turned around and walked back. Took me 38 minutes and I covered 1.75mi, according to my car's odometer. I think that'll be a good start. My ankles aren't complaining, so Thursday, I think I'll do it again. If I can make this a 4 time a week thing, within a month or so, I may be able to get my motivation to make it back thru the gym's doors.
Oh, and thank you Patrick for making the first trip with me. Yes, it was only by cell, but your company was delightful and invaluable.
My friend Patrick is doing very well in his journey south on the scale.
He started a blog and it struck me as a very wise idea and so I decided to do the same. I think I may have made it a week. Not good on my part, but I need to accent the positive and not beat myself up for the negative. This is supposed to be positive change time and not self abuse.
I've been thinking for months I NEED to make a change and start moving my butt. Literally here. A major key to health and healthier weight is to simply move. Thirty minutes of aerobic exercise 5 times per week will go a long way to changing anyone's well being. That's people in general and ME in specific.
There was a time I was a major gym goer. From the time I was in my early 40's until I had a haemorrhage 3 years ago, I was at the gym 4-6 times per week, putting in lots of time on the elliptical stepper. How I loved that machine, once upon a time. I used to swear that if I could figure out how to sleep and have sex while using it, I might never get off of it. Then the bleed happened and in the period of a month I lost about half of my blood volume, thanks to ulcerative colitis. Can we say weak as a kitten?
It was 6 months before I was back to any semblance of normal and in that time I lost the gym habit. My current size is the direct result.
In my 40's, when I became a gym goer and got good and compulsive about it, my weight tumbled, I felt wonderful and I thought I saw the light at the end of the tunnel. (ie, I just might look like a normal sized person!) Being really diligent about the exercise made it easier to be really compliant with a healthy eating plan as well. It really wasn't that difficult to observe when I was pushing my self to get to the gym. What I did find when I was hitting the gym as I was, was that the exercise depressed my appetite, rather than increased it. I also found that mindless eating was much less frequent as well.
So, I tell people to walk. I started to do the same myself today.
On my way to work, I did a 10 minute drive around the area to get distances. From the back door of my office south to Hwy 12 along Brookwood is 0.6mi; to head east along Sonoma Ave. to Farmers Ln is 0.8mi. The head south to Hoen along Farmers is another 0.4mi, and top then head back along Hoen, to Sonoma and back to my office's back door exactly 1 mile. So the area most convenient to walk is mapped out and now that the weather is good again, I have no excuse.
Once I parked back at my office, I grabbed my sunglasses, cursed myself for not bringing sunscreen today (I am an ULTRA white boy!) and stepped out the back door of my office to take a hike. It was too warm for the jacket and hat I had planned on using. I headed down Sonoma towards Farmers, and went even one city block beyond, and then turned around and walked back. Took me 38 minutes and I covered 1.75mi, according to my car's odometer. I think that'll be a good start. My ankles aren't complaining, so Thursday, I think I'll do it again. If I can make this a 4 time a week thing, within a month or so, I may be able to get my motivation to make it back thru the gym's doors.
Oh, and thank you Patrick for making the first trip with me. Yes, it was only by cell, but your company was delightful and invaluable.
- Mood:
determined
I'm bloody tired. It's 10:45pm and I'm still at my desk. I'm stalling heading for home, waiting for a phone call about someone in early labor.
Food wise this has been a reasonable day. I had a small breakfast, at least by my standards, consisting of a Satsuma madarin, a dry slice of toast, a 1/2 cup of cottage cheese and a small pot (*translation - a mug and a half) of a new tea I'm considering buying, Smokey Russian Caravan, a blend of China black teas and Lapsang Souchong. It was too smokey for my husband's taste, but suited me just fine on a cold and blustery, rainy morning. I had intended to take the remainder of last nights salad for lunch, but walked out without it.
Lunch was a boca burger on a half of a bagel and a small banana, and along the way today were an ounce of pepper jack cheese and a couple of crackers, another cup of tea (Scottish b'fast) and a couple of cans of diet Coke. Not sure what I want to do for supper, but I need to have something light before I hit the sack, assuming I actually get to do so. I need to remember to lay in some fruit here in the office. I'd really love an apple right about now, and alas, there are none here.
I'm wondering about tomorrow. I have a b'fast call group meeting, assuming I'm not delivering the lady in early labor when it happens, and there's a detail person bringing in lunch for my staff. I'm not sure what they're going to bring, but to be on the safe side I think I may keep an alternative in the freezer for tomorrow.
Alright, the call just came from L&D. The labor is indeed early, so I'm outta here for home to hopefully get some sleep.
Food wise this has been a reasonable day. I had a small breakfast, at least by my standards, consisting of a Satsuma madarin, a dry slice of toast, a 1/2 cup of cottage cheese and a small pot (*translation - a mug and a half) of a new tea I'm considering buying, Smokey Russian Caravan, a blend of China black teas and Lapsang Souchong. It was too smokey for my husband's taste, but suited me just fine on a cold and blustery, rainy morning. I had intended to take the remainder of last nights salad for lunch, but walked out without it.
Lunch was a boca burger on a half of a bagel and a small banana, and along the way today were an ounce of pepper jack cheese and a couple of crackers, another cup of tea (Scottish b'fast) and a couple of cans of diet Coke. Not sure what I want to do for supper, but I need to have something light before I hit the sack, assuming I actually get to do so. I need to remember to lay in some fruit here in the office. I'd really love an apple right about now, and alas, there are none here.
I'm wondering about tomorrow. I have a b'fast call group meeting, assuming I'm not delivering the lady in early labor when it happens, and there's a detail person bringing in lunch for my staff. I'm not sure what they're going to bring, but to be on the safe side I think I may keep an alternative in the freezer for tomorrow.
Alright, the call just came from L&D. The labor is indeed early, so I'm outta here for home to hopefully get some sleep.
- Mood: determined
Two thoughts for today, one easy to do, for me at least, the second not so.
1) Veggies are my friend.
2) I need to move my butt. Literally, not euphemistically.
It's been a good day on the weight loss/life style change front. Yesterday, one of the leading blurbs on the morning news was a story about fruit and vegetable intake correlating well with longevity. The food pyramid says 5-9 servings a day. I've been short on that for way too long. The same report mentioned exercise was another major correlate.
My husband does not cook. Not at all. In 27 years together he has prepared supper once, and it was a fiasco. At the end of my day at work, I either have to make what we eat for supper, OR pick something up. For way too long I have been taking the easy route and as a result, I am carrying the consequences of that decision around with me. There ARE faster homemade alternatives, and bi-passed the options of pizza and chinese takeout last night & I hit Safeway to grab salad fixings. Bagged pre-made lettuce blends, mushrooms already sliced, a couple of baskets of grape tomatoes, a few red bells (on sale!) a bag of croutons, and a couple of cans of organic beans (pintos and garbanzos). Tossing together a nice dinner salad to serve along with the already cooked (boiled)shrimp in the fridge, took me all of 5 minutes. (10 if you count the time it took to empty the dishwasher first!) We each had a nice meal and there was enough left over for lunch for me today. The dressing was light, a vinaigrette in one of those bottles with a cap with a hole in it, so it sprinkles out on the salad, instead of a gush. A cara cara orange for dessert and I was set. Not gorged, but certainly not hungry. Moreover, it cost me considerably less than the pizza would have, AND I have enough fixings left for another large dinner salad for us tonight. I wonder if there are any more ahi steaks in the freezer? I guess I may stop at Trader Joe's on the way home.
As for exercise, I've been sedentary for way too long. I haven't done anything about it yet, but I'm thinking about it. Daily. Which is the precursor to actually doing it, at least for me. I've been thinking about alternatives about how to go about it. Plans this morning were to get up and walk Aaron. However I overslept, thanks to a 5 am phone call which had me up for almost an hour before I was able to go back to sleep. It will happen. The more I obsess and plan for it, the better.
Poor sleep patterns have been a long-term problem, that I have to deal with. I have obstructive sleep apnea and am on cpap, which have helped dramatically, but if the mask gets jarred or leaks, I awaken. If the power goes out, I awaken. If the phone rings in the wee hours of the morning, also not rare given what I do for a living, I awaken. If either the dog or one of the cats jump onto the bed, I often awaken. Unfortunately, it often takes me a bit to go back to sleep.
( Behind the cut, sex and trouble sleeping. Bi-pass if discussion of sex offends you, or you're under 18 )
So, if those of you reading have any thoughts or tips on how you manage to work (or not work) exercise into your lives, please share them with me. Successful ideas are especially appreciated, but commiseration will be just as welcome.
1) Veggies are my friend.
2) I need to move my butt. Literally, not euphemistically.
It's been a good day on the weight loss/life style change front. Yesterday, one of the leading blurbs on the morning news was a story about fruit and vegetable intake correlating well with longevity. The food pyramid says 5-9 servings a day. I've been short on that for way too long. The same report mentioned exercise was another major correlate.
My husband does not cook. Not at all. In 27 years together he has prepared supper once, and it was a fiasco. At the end of my day at work, I either have to make what we eat for supper, OR pick something up. For way too long I have been taking the easy route and as a result, I am carrying the consequences of that decision around with me. There ARE faster homemade alternatives, and bi-passed the options of pizza and chinese takeout last night & I hit Safeway to grab salad fixings. Bagged pre-made lettuce blends, mushrooms already sliced, a couple of baskets of grape tomatoes, a few red bells (on sale!) a bag of croutons, and a couple of cans of organic beans (pintos and garbanzos). Tossing together a nice dinner salad to serve along with the already cooked (boiled)shrimp in the fridge, took me all of 5 minutes. (10 if you count the time it took to empty the dishwasher first!) We each had a nice meal and there was enough left over for lunch for me today. The dressing was light, a vinaigrette in one of those bottles with a cap with a hole in it, so it sprinkles out on the salad, instead of a gush. A cara cara orange for dessert and I was set. Not gorged, but certainly not hungry. Moreover, it cost me considerably less than the pizza would have, AND I have enough fixings left for another large dinner salad for us tonight. I wonder if there are any more ahi steaks in the freezer? I guess I may stop at Trader Joe's on the way home.
As for exercise, I've been sedentary for way too long. I haven't done anything about it yet, but I'm thinking about it. Daily. Which is the precursor to actually doing it, at least for me. I've been thinking about alternatives about how to go about it. Plans this morning were to get up and walk Aaron. However I overslept, thanks to a 5 am phone call which had me up for almost an hour before I was able to go back to sleep. It will happen. The more I obsess and plan for it, the better.
Poor sleep patterns have been a long-term problem, that I have to deal with. I have obstructive sleep apnea and am on cpap, which have helped dramatically, but if the mask gets jarred or leaks, I awaken. If the power goes out, I awaken. If the phone rings in the wee hours of the morning, also not rare given what I do for a living, I awaken. If either the dog or one of the cats jump onto the bed, I often awaken. Unfortunately, it often takes me a bit to go back to sleep.
( Behind the cut, sex and trouble sleeping. Bi-pass if discussion of sex offends you, or you're under 18 )
So, if those of you reading have any thoughts or tips on how you manage to work (or not work) exercise into your lives, please share them with me. Successful ideas are especially appreciated, but commiseration will be just as welcome.
- Mood: contemplative
I sat this morning for a bit thinking about all the things I need to alter to make this happen. What I eat, the exercise I need, changing the bad habits (no simple feat there, now). For a little bit, I was feeling overwhelmed.
Then the zenbear inside whispered, "One step at a time." So I took a cleansing breath, then another, and tried to let go of it.
So two things to start addressing for today:
1) Drink more water. Simple and important, and something I sort of do, but only if tea counts. (I'm on my second mug of the day, as I write.) I'm wondering if I need to create somesort of fail safe by my desk, like a small greaseboard where I just check off glasses of H2O as I drink them?
2) Stop eating unconsciously. No, I don't sleep walk. You won't find me out cold on the kitchen floor with my blanket and a ham sandwich. What I'm talking about is the handfull of popcorn that was on the front desk, and I just instinctively took some. The buttercream from the candybox at the work station, where I've taken one (or three) and consumed them even before I realized, no I didn't need them. I have had the afterthought all to frequently, "why the hell did I eat that?"
Any one out there have any tips on how they deal with unconscious eating?
Then the zenbear inside whispered, "One step at a time." So I took a cleansing breath, then another, and tried to let go of it.
So two things to start addressing for today:
1) Drink more water. Simple and important, and something I sort of do, but only if tea counts. (I'm on my second mug of the day, as I write.) I'm wondering if I need to create somesort of fail safe by my desk, like a small greaseboard where I just check off glasses of H2O as I drink them?
2) Stop eating unconsciously. No, I don't sleep walk. You won't find me out cold on the kitchen floor with my blanket and a ham sandwich. What I'm talking about is the handfull of popcorn that was on the front desk, and I just instinctively took some. The buttercream from the candybox at the work station, where I've taken one (or three) and consumed them even before I realized, no I didn't need them. I have had the afterthought all to frequently, "why the hell did I eat that?"
Any one out there have any tips on how they deal with unconscious eating?
- Mood:
puzzled
I think I will start by reminding myself of important things I already know.
HUGE thing to remember. Eat slowly!!
I have a tendency to inhale my food, but when I dawdle at the table I get full with less stuff. I just had lunch, two small pieces of Oana's left-over Sarmale, Romanian Stuffed cabbage (how I love this stuff), a diet coke, a couple of crackers and a cara cara orange. Iate while at my desk reading and web surfing and now I really am quite sated. I have been told that it takes about 30 to 45 minutes for one's brain to catch up to one's belly, so drawing out the eating process makes a difference in how much you consume in total.
This is a big one for me to remember. All to often I have a very uncomfortably full sensation, particularly when I've eaten too quickly.
HUGE thing to remember. Eat slowly!!
I have a tendency to inhale my food, but when I dawdle at the table I get full with less stuff. I just had lunch, two small pieces of Oana's left-over Sarmale, Romanian Stuffed cabbage (how I love this stuff), a diet coke, a couple of crackers and a cara cara orange. Iate while at my desk reading and web surfing and now I really am quite sated. I have been told that it takes about 30 to 45 minutes for one's brain to catch up to one's belly, so drawing out the eating process makes a difference in how much you consume in total.
This is a big one for me to remember. All to often I have a very uncomfortably full sensation, particularly when I've eaten too quickly.
- Mood:
hopeful
And so it begins.
My friend Patrick is doing something about his weight and is now keeping a blog. This strikes me as a superb idea and so I'm going to join him in doing so. He needs to lose weight, and I likely outweigh him by a 100 lbs.
The taste of my last piece of chocolate still lingers on my tongue.
Over the next days, weeks, months and I suspect likely years, I'm be looking back at my history of obesity, what I've tried to do about it in the past and what I'm doing now. I hope to make this a place to be accountable, at least to myself, if to no one else, and to explore.
My friend Patrick is doing something about his weight and is now keeping a blog. This strikes me as a superb idea and so I'm going to join him in doing so. He needs to lose weight, and I likely outweigh him by a 100 lbs.
The taste of my last piece of chocolate still lingers on my tongue.
Over the next days, weeks, months and I suspect likely years, I'm be looking back at my history of obesity, what I've tried to do about it in the past and what I'm doing now. I hope to make this a place to be accountable, at least to myself, if to no one else, and to explore.
- Mood: hopeful
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