Seven Days Strong, Watch Me Move Along!

Yadda Yadda, LTNS and WEEEE!

Juicing and Trying New Juicing Recipes

90 Days Later and I'm STILL a Non-Smoker!

Seven Days Strong, Watch Me Move Along!

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Seven Days! That’s how long I’ve been steadily on track. I’ve gone to the gym 4 times in the last week. I’ve tracked my food every day. I’ve not cheated, snacked outside of what I planned, or made shitty decisions. That’s a huge win! I’ve said this before but I’m repeating it, it is IMPERATIVE to track what you eat. Write it down. Put it into your phone. Use an app like “MyFitnessPal”. Whatever way you do it, make sure you are keeping track of what you eat, how much, what times, and even the calorie, fat, sodium, and carb count if you can. I can’t say enough good things about MyFitnessPal.com here. It truly has a nice iPhone interface and is super easy to navigate. Tracking what I eat helps me stay on track in a couple of very important ways: 1. I have to actually weigh, measure, or…

Yadda Yadda, LTNS and WEEEE!

Ok, so here’s the deal, I hopped off the wagon and back on again and back off again and back on again a few times over the past few months. Not because I felt unmotivated, but because my life has been so incredibly busy for the last 6 months that I find myself cramming stuff into my piehole without really thinking about it a lot of the time. Yeah, yeah, that’s no excuse and all because every bite is a choice but have you ever had a schedule so packed full that you stopped making choices and just rode on autopilot for a while? Yeah, cest moi for the last little bit Before I go on and on about all of the reasons I was off the wagon, let me say that this piece of writing is not meant as an exercise in excuse-making but more of a way to…

Juicing and Trying New Juicing Recipes

So, I watched that documentary called “Fat, Sick, and Nearly Dead” and got all interested in juicing. The guy was using a Breville juicer and when I checked to see how much they were, I found that the model he used was about $250. I didn’t want to spend that much just yet so I looked around and found a suitable juicer on Amazon for around $50. I got the Hamilton Beach “Big Mouth” juicer: I named her “Bertha”. She’s got a biggo mouth and an even bigger bin to catch the fruit sawdust. And yes, that’s exactly what it looks like when the apples and carrots get all chopped up and disintegrated. SAWDUST! Multi-colored SAWDUST! Looking around online for juicing recipes, I felt like there were an over-abundance of “green monster” juice recipes so, naturally, I wanted to try one. Off to the grocery store I went and I…

90 Days Later and I’m STILL a Non-Smoker!

Yep, you read it right! It’s been a little over 3 months and I still haven’t smoked! I have certainly wanted to and have even had those nasty cigarette dreams where I’m smoking on accident and I wake up all anxiefied about “OMG, did I smoke or didn’t I?” I have taken up vaping a nicotine-free water vapor but even that I’m doing with only semi-habit. (not more than a couple of times a week). I miss smoking. Especially in the car and after meals but I do NOT miss being winded and I do NOT miss waking up coughing. I’ve been drinking tons of water lately and have cut Diet Cokes out of my diet once again. I feel really determined to get this detox done and get back on track with working out. Oh, and they just made the gym at work FREE which leaves me no excuse…

“Pretty in Pink” or “The Fallacy of The Perfect Dress”

I was having a lazy day in bed today after a hellish and freakish last 3 weeks at work where lay-offs, fuckery, and over all universal asshattishness has abounded. Lo and behold, one of my all-time favorite movies comes on. Pretty in Pink starring Molly Ringwald. Well, first, I LOVE me some Molly Ringwald but second, I LOVE me some John Hughes. There I lay all spread out with a Diet Coke (yes, I’m back on them but that’s a whole other post) in my glorious day-offedness surrounded by dogs and a dreary rainy day. Molly timidly moved her way through the “richie” party and her love of the swoop-haired “Blaine” character (who, btw, isn’t as cute as I remember) while being the “poor” girl with the unique taste and love-forlorn “Duckie” to pine away for her at random intervals. It occurred to me that the 80s (well hell, and…