Posts tagged caloric intake

Take that, Dove Chocolates. Suck my veggies!

Food: 2493/ 1717

  • Jimmy Dean Turkey Sausage Muffin w/ 1% milk
  • Luna bar, apple, greek yogurt w/ fruit & granola
  • White bread, swiss, ham sammie.  VitaRain Sport.  Yoplait Greek w/ fruit and granola.  Might Mango Naked smoothie.
  • Spaghetti and Meatballs w/ white bread garlic toast and red wine.

Exercise:

  • Short Reilly walk
  • Spin Class w/ Leslie (lots of hills)

I don’t get it.  14,000+ steps yesterday and Spin Class and it still wants me to eat 1700 calories?  eff you again Fitbit.  Argh.  And I weighed in at 153 again this morning.  Boo.  I think I may have topped out (err… down?)  I think I might not care.  😦

I avoided the chocolate yesterday.  Not a single one.  VICTORY IS MINE.  Bwahahaha.  Suck that Dove.  Suck it hard.  (The verb “suck” has me visualizing that sweet delicious chocolate melting in my mouth… the way it crumbles when I bite into it… you thought I was going to say something else, didn’t you?  Naughty.)

Got home from work, browsed the pantry thinking Spaghetti and Meatballs, and then it had to be made.  I was craving it.  Could have been worse–I could have had cheese tortellini’s and meatballs.  Tim “made” it for me when I got home from Spin.  (He got everything started then I finished cooking it.)  He made Garlic Toast w/ buttered white bread and garlic salt.  Blech.  Double Blech.  I couldn’t handle the salt.  I ate both my pieces, granted, but ew.  I have even explained to him that we have a giant Costco thing of garlic in the frige as well as regular garlic seasoning instead of garlic “salt” for this purpose.  Alas, he is a man and seems to be lacking the gene to comprehend this statement.  But he made me dinner!  ❤

My tummy was bothering me.  Not like it was bothering me in August, like too much fiber bothering me.  Or maybe too much heavy food.  Anyway, I ate and drank slowly.  I thought for a minute I wouldn’t finish my wine.  But I did.  😉

So.  Dilemma.  Leslie’s teaching Spin tomorrow.  I *soooo* want to go.  Saturday’s are 1hr 15min “endurance” rides.  Plus its Leslie.  Last week, though, after “speed skating” Friday night… I barely handled Body Combat and Body Pump.  I don’t know if I can do it.  And I *do* need to be lifting.  Saturdays are my lifting days. But Leslie.  Spin. That would make my week look like this: Thursday: Spin.  Friday: Speed Skate/Off Skate.  Saturday: Spin.  Sunday: Bloody Sunday.  Monday: Derby.  Tuesday: off.  That’s a lot of cardio and a lot of legs.  Not advisable.  I think I’ll do it.

 

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Annoyed

Food: 2592/1958

I’m super annoyed.  I left my laptop at school last night to be re-imaged.  (They wipe the harddrive and load all the new shit on it) so I couldn’t sync my Fitbit.  I walked 18,000+ steps, plus went to Spin Class.  So I ate.  I ate well.  I ate what I usually eat when I do well.  And here I am wayyyyy over on calories.  Sure.  I’m on the 750/day deficit.  But still.  I’m 600 calories over.  wtf.  Eff You, Fitbit.  Eff you.

  • Healthy bowl of honey nut cheerios and 1% milk w/ coffee and sugar free pumpkin spice creamer.  
  • Healthy apple with greek yogurt, fruit, and granola.  Healthy Protein Chewy Bar.
  • …4 Dove Dark Chocolates.
  • Healthy Ham and reduced fat swiss cheese on wheat sammie.  VitaRain Sport, Banana.  (Healthy.) I totally skipped mayo and mustard and anything else loaded with caloric delciousness.  Bread.  Meat.  Cheese.  
  • Healthy Naked Blue Machine w/ 1/3 cup of healthy nonfat greek yogurt mixed in.
  • Healthy wild rice with grilled chicken, white toast w/ apple butter, Healthy glass of 1% milk.
  • Not even a half glass of wine. Tim poured me a nice sized glass but I was falling asleep from all my exercise so I gave it to him and went to sleep.  

Okay, so the chocolate and wine were not that great for me (and totally not nearly as awesome individually instead of together) but the only food indiscretions I had yesterday–plus they equal less than 300 calories.  *Sigh.*  But I guess they do account for over 250 of those extra calories.  Fuuuck.  This shit’s hard.

Top that off with: I did fine at Spin.  Except I’ve been going over 120 rpms these past few weeks and Leslie instructed a new girl last night not to.  I know I shouldn’t, but Kill Bill wants everyone over 120 practically the duration of his class, so I’m conditioned to do it.  Anyway, this means more tension on the wheel in future classes.  More tension = harder = hurts more.  My legs *always* hurt.  And it’s starting to annoy me.  I hate constantly being tight, stiff, sore, or in pain.  UGHHHH.

Exercise:

  • Looooong Reilly walk
  • Spin Class

Today I am clearly a CRANK@$$ instead of a MEAN@$$.  Blergh.  

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Buckling Down. Again. For realz this time. No–really.

Food: 2271/ 1772  😦 

  • Turkey Sausage Sammie w/ 1% milk, coffee, sugarfree vanilla creamer
  • Apple, Yoplait Greek w/ Fruit and Granola
  • …  Two Dove Dark Chocolates.
  • …  Two mini KitKat bars…
  • Two more Dove Dark Chocolates.
  • Ham and light swiss on wheat.  Naked Green Machine (10 oz).  1% Cottage Cheese.
  • … four more Dove Dark Chocolates (Karen put them in my hand–not my fault!  Ok she put three in my hand.  They were gone before I tasted them, so I needed one more…)
  • Giant Leafy Greens salad w/ cherry tomatoes, sugar snap peas, imitation crab meat and light italian dressing with 1% milk

Exercise:

  • 1 mile walk w/ Reilly
  • Spin Class

Ugh.  I need to do some yoga.  After 9 days with virtually no exercise, my legs are tight and sore after spinning. I’m just so tired.  😦 I may yet rally.  We’ll see.  It would burn more calories which would increase my caloric intake which I (of course) exceeded.

Then again I’ve got about 500 calories worth of chocolate in there.  *Sigh*  I didn’t really try to resist them.  They are in the library now.  On my desk.  Staring at me.  Calling to me, saying “I am your favorite kind of chocolate.  Think how creamy and delicious I am.  You know you love me more than Hershey’s dark chocolate, because I am Dove Dark chocolate and I melt in your mouth.”  So then I put one in my mouth and suck to feel it melt away whist coating my tongue in its chocolate glory, dissolving to delicious nothingness.  But then I get greedy and want more chocolatey goodness so I bite into it–another wonderful sensation altogether–and chew and swallow it’s creamy glory.  Then I’m sad I didn’t let it dissolve so I try again.  Same failure.  I should give up.  (You really need to eat those things with a good Pinot Noir anyway, or it’s a complete waste.)

I commented on the hardship of chocolate accessibility on facebook today, and Dosa and Sunny are agreed to continue this TBT hell another two weeks, so I said fuck it and jumped on that bandwagon, too.  At least we’ll be miserable (and skinny bitches) together.  Rowdy I’ve noticed has responded with “likes” and amused comments, but no affirmation of another two weeks.  Piper and Newt are completely ignoring us crazies, though. (Can’t say I blame them.)  Anyway, December 15th.  We can make it.

I have to say, though, if I’m going through this misery another two weeks, Ima fucking do this shit right.  No more damn chocolate all day long.  No more cheat-kends or full cheat days.  I’m not gonna say no cheating, because that’s a recipe for disaster, but I don’t want to go all out ever.  That’s what got me off the bandwagon in the first place.  So cheat meals or cheat treats.  Maybe like one a day.  One glass of wine or one chocolate or if it’s a “cheat day,” one meal or one six pack.  No going nuts. Something like that.  We’ll see how it goes.

As I was warming up for Spin Class this evening, perusing the December Fitness Guide, looking at all the classes I might be able to attend during finals week (when we have half days at school) or during my two week break, I thought “maybe I should TBT another three weeks–til December 21!”  And about 25 minutes later when the sweat started pouring and my legs started shaking I realized that was the crazy talking.  The point is to change habits and move forward positively.  Exercising more.  Eating healthier and less.  Managing those extra “empty” calories.  I’m going longer because I don’t think I’m there yet.  I’m giving myself an extra two weeks to get there.  To remind myself what empty calories can do and that I am capable of avoiding them.

Before this TBT, I didn’t exercise outside of derby.  I won’t stop when TBT is over, and I shouldn’t.  Continuing to exercise after TBT ends doesn’t mean I should extend TBT–I shouldn’t.  I should move forward with these new habits I’ve taught myself.  After the 15th, though, I will be done with this “dieting” bullshit.  I fucking hate it.  Hate.  Loathe.  Ughhh.  But it’s good for me, and I need to learn to manage my caloric intake better.

I think that’s all for now.

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Vino.

Food: 2581

  • 2 eggs w/ buttered stuffing bread toast
  • Cliff Shot Bloks
  • Swiss cheese, reduced fat cream cheese, and chicken breast on wheat bread with cottage cheese and a beer
  • Smoked salmon on reduced fat cream cheese triscuits
  • Pizza Rolls…  Chicken Nuggets…  bottle of red wine…

Exercise:

  • 2 hr scrimmage
  • long Reilly walk
  • Yoga stretching

OMG my body aches.  My back and my legs.  😦  I took an epsom salt bath, did some yoga-ish stretching, and sat w/ a heating pad on my back.  It felt fan-fucking-tastic.  Probably should have foregone some of the liquid calories, but I didn’t beat myself up about it too bad at the time.  Probably should have.  The bottle of wine was gone before I really realized there was a dent in it.  Ooops.

My weekends have been a little calorically crazy lately, and the result was that this morning the scale said 152.3.  This is really messing with my vacation plans.  There’s a nice gym there, but going to it would seriously cut into my already limited beach time.  *Sigh.*  In other news, despite how much I ache, I will force myself to go to practice tonight, since I will be missing over a week.  And probably something tomorrow, too.

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