I have decided to start eating better. This isn't a New Year New Me phase, I am going to do it for real.
No diet, no gimmicks, just better food and *gasp* exercise.
But hey, if you see me in El Patio eating Fajita Nachos, just shut up and let me eat it.
I am going to document this whether I succeed or fail. Just bear with me.
I technically began on Monday the 23rd, but Sunday evening the 22nd I made spaghetti for Scott and just ate a small bowl. Normally I will eat for sure 2, and sometimes 3 bowls. I had ground turkey meat with taco seasoning for my meal.
I bought a ton of fruits and veggies to snack on. I am currently staring a Honey Bun sitting on my desk, with it's sugary deliciousness. Not going to give in.
Weight loss- 0
Blood Sugar- I have no idea because I can't find all of the pieces to my meter.
I have plenty of meals prepped, and I forgot 2 huge staples. Eggs, and freezer bags to put my chicken in. I am going to just cook a whole bunch, and then it'll be there for quick meals. My biggest problem is being in a hurry, and just grabbing junk.
For example. This morning. I didn't have anything prepared for breakfast so I grabbed carrots and hummus. It isn't horrible, but I could have done better.
Lunch I had leftover turkey/taco meat, with one my favs, I mix tomatoes, cucumbers, mozzarella, avocado, and just a little bit of EVOO, shake it up, and leave it overnight. Divine. It's really good with cilantro, but I never remember to buy any. Shake just a tiny bit of salt on it, but right before you eat it.
I finally gave away the Honey Bun because it was ruining my happy place.
I caught myself eating a couple of peanuts or Chex Mix, I do it without thinking, so that's something that I have to work on.
You know what I want? A Diet Mtn Dew. I had half of one when I woke up, but that is it. I drank some Black Tea for a little caffeine, I can't do the black coffee thing.
I got home around 7:30pm, I made a salad for dinner.
Spring Mix, cashews, almonds. sunflower seeds, leftover Sriracha chicken (I know it's heavily processed and breaded, but it was cooked 2 days ago and I didn't want it to spoil), with a swish of Avocado-Cilantro dressing. I threw in some raw green beans.
Here is where I need to create new habits. After dinner we watched WWE (no, that's not the bad habit, LOL), I was tired from the lack of caffeine, I went straight to sleep. I don't remember anything until the next morning.
I didn't even think about exercising, planning my breakfast, lunch, nothing.
I pretty much fail.
Like I said I went straight to sleep, with zero planning for the next day.
When my alarm went off at 6ish, I realized that I didn't shower, I didn't have any work clothes laid out, I never have more than one shoe where it should be.
I microwaved some turkey links, grabbed a bag of frozen veggies, as in the kind that are meant to be a dinner side, and ran out the door. At least my clothes matched and my body and teeth were clean.
The first thing I did after I clocked in was drink a cold Dt Mtn Dew.
Nothing else mattered, haha.
Around lunch time Scott was headed to the Walmart (I never let him have a peaceful off day), to buy paint for the bedroom. He returned with a 20oz Dt Mtn Dew and lunch. I skipped the frozen veggies and chowed down on 8 shrimp and a small coleslaw.
I hang my head.
Dinner was ribs and a salad.
What I really wanted was on his plate.
I didn't get on the elliptical, but we did move furniture around to prepare for the bedroom to be painted.
I got up early and immediately started moving stuff around for start painting. I ate some carrots and hummus and drank a Diet Dew.
I went to pick up my painting crew, haha, and we went to work.
I didn't eat lunch, I just kind of picked at what Lily had, which meant half an Oreo, a piece of ham from a lunchable, and 2 slices of an orange.
I did get on the elliptical for a couple of minutes, but I never really stopped moving today.
Dinner was zucchini and grilled chicken.
Scott had beer battered fish and fries.
Then I killed him.
Lily was playing in my room today and she stepped on the scales. 38.8 lbs.
I stepped on the scales....
3 pounds HEAVIER than I was on Sunday.
What is life.
The bedroom is looking good, though.
Today was a good day.
Of course I didn't have anything planned for breakfast and dinner, I ate turkey, cheese, and cucumber for breakfast and lunch consisted of a handful of pork skins and beef jerky.
I did get exercise, Rebecca and I walked on the walking track for a mile or so, and I put everything back from painting, so I haven't stopped moving all day.
Dinner was the best all week!
Omelet with cheese, onions, and bell pepper, sauteed mushrooms, and two, yes two baked Tilapia. I was starving!
I know now that my scale is completely unreliable. Yesterday I weighed 3 pounds more than Sunday, and today I weighed 4 pounds less than yesterday.
Maybe I will just weigh once a week.
Tomorrow I am going to have to go to the grocery store and get stuff for breakfast. This morning I ate the turkey and cheese out of a Lunchable.
For lunch I was proud of myself. I prepared my lunch last night, grilled chicken, avocado cilantro dressing, sunflower seeds, cashews, almonds, and an entire avocado. I put it all in a cute Bento-type box, put the spring mix in a bag, and was ready to go.
When lunch rolled around.....meh.
I was wasn't feeling it. Not to mention after every other bite I was having to run around.
It did not make my heart warm.
When I got home I was starving. Everyone has said to stay sane to have one cheat meal a week. This was my day.
I wanted Fish Tacos which comes with a side of chips and salsa. Forget the chips, I always dip the tacos in the salsa. Both tacos and salsa are always rich with cilantro, and they're cool, crisp, and make out on the first date.
You know what?
They were terrible. The restaurant must have been out of cilantro. The salsa was just chunks of tomato, like the slimy eyeball kind. It tasted like Picante sauce, and not the name brand kind. The tacos didn't have cilantro either, but parsley. The fish was alright, but not happy in the pants alright. I even skipped on eating the flour tortilla. BUT NO FEAR!! Fat girl has a backup plan!!!
Scott went to Dickey's BBQ, and I saw they had a Smokehouse Salad. It sounded large, happy, and for sure to make my tummy sing Kumbaya.
It didn't. I ended up just picking the meat and cheese out of it. I gave Scott the Ranch dressing and added the Avocado Cilantro I have. I basically wasted my cheat meal on a handful of fried green beans and onion straws.
I did walk a mile tonight!
I hate everything and I want a cheeseburger.
It was supposed to be an easy work day, so I scarfed down some turkey links and went out the door.
Dude. I didn't get off of work until 6:40pm. No lunch.
We then did the worst thing imaginable when I got home. We went grocery shopping. I was starving.
I finally have enough food for a decent meal planning week.
Dinner was an omelet, one hot link, veggie chips and hummus.
I tried prosciutto.
I think all of my meals this week I am eating at the coffee table. For shame.
I planned out every day, breakfast, lunch, and dinner.
STILL! I failed. I laid in bed until 20 minutes before I had to leave for church and 12 of those I spent in the shower.
No breakfast, lunch was the inside of a chimichanga, pico de gallo, and guacamole. It took all of my strength not to eat chips and salsa.
I worked the 3-11 desk shift, mainly so I could live stream the WWE Royal Rumble, and I didn't plan the first thing to take with me. Knowing I couldn't leave the desk, or go walking when I got off. Sigh. I need to get my act together.
Scott makes this dish called Ritz Chicken. I have no idea what's in it besides chicken, some kind of something that makes it creamy, and Ritz crackers.
I mean I had to eat it, he brought it to me...
I ate an apple later to make me feel better.
What I have learned.
If I am going to do this, I have to plan better.
I need to wake up earlier.
My scales are completely unreliable.
I could probably eat 12 croissants and cheese right now.
My scales say that I am 3.6 pounds lighter than 7 days ago, but they're also sketchy.
We shall see.
Oh yeah. I still haven't found all of the pieces to my blood sugar tester. I am the worst diabetic ever. My feet are for sure going to fall off. I am going to lose the bet.
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