Posts tagged Dove Dark Chocolate

Once you pop, you just can’t stop…

applies to Dove Dark chocolates as well as Pringles.

Food: 2952+

  • Honey nut cheerios, 1% milk, banana, coffee, sugar free carmel macchiato creamer
  • strawberries, clementines, yoplait greek w/ fruit and granola, no bake energy bites
  • Tomato Basil Tortilla w/ turkey, reduced fat swiss, greek yogurt cucumber dill dressing, spinach, and a mushroom.  Apple & Crystal Ice Black Raspberry antioxidant sparkling water.
  • 10 Dove Dark Chocolates.  Sad Panda.
  • Spinach w/ grilled chicken, strawberry, clementine, boiled egg and mushroom salad w/ greek cucumber dill dressing.
  • Zone Perfect Fudge Graham Protein Bar
  • Energy bite, snap peas… wine… Yogurt Pretzels…

Exercise:

  • 1hr. Leslie Spin
  • 50 Push Ups
  • 50 Situps

Weight: 153.6

I don’t know what happened.  I ate my snack too early?  I had strawberries and clementines instead of my apple?  I was hungry all morning.  I thought since the strawberries and clementines were individuals I could trick my tummy into thinking I’d eaten more than I really had…  Nope.  I even ate my energy bites early (w/ my snack) instead of saving them for after lunch.  The result: maybe just one Dove chocolate after lunch… or 10.  Seriously.  1 became 10.  Sad Day.

Then for dinner.  Had my salad and was full-ish, but was heading to Spin Class, so decided to add a protein bar to ensure I had enough energy to get me through the class.  Bad idea.  I was a ‘lil bloated…  plus when I came home from class, I had the psychological need to eat…  so I ate snap peas while making lunches…  and snuck an energy bite into my mouth instead of my lunch…  and finally decided to whip out my emergency non-candy-bar sweet treat: Yogurt Pretzels.  I ate them til I felt sick from sweetness.  Then went to bed.

Spin was so hard yesterday!  Lots of heavy endurance-y stuff.  I was dripping sweat the entire class.  It was awesome!  I felt great afterward!  I usually go 1-3 times a week, and have been barely making 1 class lately.  Which means I enjoy it so much more!  I know what you’re thinking.  I should apply the same thing to derby.  The thing is: I enjoy derby very much, and when I miss a spin class, I don’t have to worry about getting behind on strategy.  A) don’t care.  B) strategy in spinning?  nope.  Derby is different.

I skipped walking Reilly yesterday.  We walk her twice a day rain or shine or snow or drizzle. Yesterday was windy blizzardy during her walk time, though.  I told Tim “Reilly text me earlier and said she doesn’t want to go for a walk because the wind is making it too cold…”  😀  We played ball in the house instead.  It was fun.

My school’s newspaper has a WordPress now.  I commented on a post as “PhantomMenace.”  Hopefully this doesn’t mean they’ll find my “meanass” blog…  that could be bad…

Oh–finally weighed myself this morning.  I’ve gained 3lbs.  Ugh.  Motivation.  3lbs of chocolate fat that needs to go!  Must resist!

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The Battles Continue: Negative Nance-hole vs. Positive Polly, Dove Dark vs. Energy Bite, Red vs. Black

Food: 2809

  • Honey Nut Cheerios w/ 1% milk, coffee, carmel macchiato sugar free creamer
  • apple, yoplait greek w/ fruit and granola.  2 clementines.
  • Turkey, Reduced Fat Swiss, Spinach, Cucumber, Mushroom and Cucumber Dill Greek Dressing on a Sun-dried Tomato & Basil tortilla with Sparkling Ice Lemon Lime and two baby energy bites
  • Spinach salad w/ almonds, strawberry, clementine, tofu and Cucumber Dill dressing
  • Natural Almond Butter, milk, banana, whey protein, chia seed and Hershey’s Special Dark smoothie/protein shake
  • Red Wine

Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups
  • 50 situps (25 leg lifts, 25 cobras)
  • Reilly walk (short)
  • 2hr. Sweets practice
  • 1hr. scrimmage

After sitting down and writing all about being positive, I had a major Hulk Menace negativity slip.  😦  Oops.

Huge food success yesterday.  2800+ healthy calories.  I have decided to experiment with wraps, so yesterday I smashed myself a turkey-swiss spinach wrap.  I’ve never been good at rolling burritos and I always overfill my tacos.  These skills translate to wrap-ping, so I struggled and designed a cucumber-dill dressing disaster.  Oddly enough, after being refrigerated all day, it stayed together well.  And was filling.  Despite the lack of bread-stuffs.  I’m quite pleased with how it turned out, and have another for today. It kills me that 6 tortillas cost $3.59 and a loaf of bread is $1.99, though…

I brought clementines and energy bites to ward off the Dove Dark Chocolates (the stash of which Karen refilled yesterday.)  Success!  Those energy bites rock.  Remind me again why I didn’t make them the past few weeks?  I jammed on a spinach salad and a smoothie-shake (what’s the difference?) before practice yesterday.  Waaay more than enough, even for a 3hr. night.  I didn’t have a snack before scrimmage, or even afterwards.  Chia seeds keep your blood sugar regulated, and your tummy full.  Considering they were in everything I ate yesterday…  must be true.  🙂

Practice was… practice.  My backwards skating has improved tremendously the past week alone.  Misto hugely helped last Thursday.  When crossing over, she told me to keep my feet on the ground.  Aha!  I can still only do it going the correct direction, but yesterday I worked on the foot movement to cross the wrong direction and improved.  Baby steps.  At scrimmage…  well first I was pleased to have four refs.  Really.  It was such a relief seeing them all show up.  I’d have been happy with three, four was amazing! Yay.  I played… okay.  I fucked up a few times and did some good things as well.  But.  Positive Polly focuses on the things she did well, so…

  • I didn’t give up.  Jamming against a Sweets-Nona-Bijou-??? wall I pushed and pushed and fought and fought and got a high block and went to the box.  But Sweets said it wasn’t really a high block.  😀  Regardless: I didn’t give up.  I kept pushing and pushing and maybe I didn’t get through, but someday soon I will.
  • Cass jamming…  seconds on the jam clock.  I dropped back and nailed someone out of Cass’s way so she scored her points as time expired.  I’m not so good at the drop back (the clockwise “danger zone,” so to speak,) so this was pretty cool.
  • Last jam, power jam Menace.  I get out of the pack and look at the jam clock.  8 seconds to get back around and through again.  Fuuuck.  My instinct is to conserve energy, w/ 8 seconds I’m not getting around the track and back through… but I’ve seen She Who lap a pack and score in 8 seconds, so fuck it.  I sped up, got around the track, and with the help of an amazing offensive hit from Cass, scored my 5 points.  Fuck yeah!  … and that was the end of scrimmage.  😀

I’ve still got an Apex-Jumping mental block.  I think I have to skip practice tomorrow (we’re hosting a playoff basketball game.  They haven’t asked me to run the clock, perhaps due to the faux pas from Saturday… perhaps b/c they think I intuitively know to be here… not sure.) So maybe I’ll hit up Saturday Scrimmage and focus on my hops.  (My hops, my hops, my lovely lady hops?)

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If my journey were “Lord of the Rings,” this is the part where they are walking, walking, walking… walking, walking, walking…

Food:

  • Honey Nut Cheerios w/ 1% milk, banana, coffee, caramel macchiato sugar free creamer
  • Greek Yogurt w/ fruit and granola, apple
  • …  four mini old fashioned glazed donuts.
  • turkey and tons of swiss on wheat with Crystal Light and Cottage Cheese.
  • … the rest of the work dove dark chocolates
  • mini twix & dark milky way
  • salmon and reduced fat cream cheese with cucumbers on wheat thins
  • … the rest of the dark chocolate reese’s
  • Cliff Shot Bloks
  • Luna Bar
  • Veggies and Hummus.
  • … the rest of the cherry cordial ice cream…

Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups
  • 50 sit ups
  • 3hr practice

So.  On the bright side: I finished most of the bad food that I’ve been stuffing my face with. Unfortunately, there’s still some Dove Dark Chocolates at home.  And people have been giving me Valentine’s candy.  Eventually, though, if I stop buying it… I’ll stop eating it.  Maybe.

I was going to get up early and go to Spin yesterday morning since I haven’t been in two weeks?  Yeah.  Didn’t happen.  Partly cuz I didn’t wanna, and mostly cuz the guy who was gonna cover the library never got back to me…  Maybe when I start going again, I’ll stop stuffing my face with everything and start feeling better.

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The rest of this is me whining.

I sat in the Port-a-Potty and cried yesterday.  Couldn’t suck ’em back any longer.  That was a first.  And hopefully a last.  Crying in the bathroom?  Ok.  Crying in a PVC outhouse filled with excrement?  Yeah.  That’s a new low.

So I’m kind of back to what Bob asked me a long time ago.  What do I love about derby?  What has me driving 45 minutes each direction during rush hour and blizzards and traffic when there are other things to be doing three times a week?

It’s hard.  But I always manage to succeed.  I work hard and I do well and I’m a fucking badass on that track.  And Roller Derby is a badass sport.  And I have badass friends who I’m constantly so impressed by and proud of.

Except… this time it was hard.  And I failed.  This is so hard to admit, but maybe it will help me let go.  In August/September…  my name came up.  For Fight Club.  As a fleeting “now that we have 18, we could…”  And obviously nothing came out of that.  But I heard about it.  And laughed.  Then heard about it again, and it was pointed out to me that with two skaters leaving and one out for six months…  oh.  So I got my shit together.  The one goal of that entire 3.5 month TBT: if I’m going to be on Fight Club, I have to do RMRG proud.  Because that is what RMRG deserves.  If it’s going to be me, I’m going to be the best me I can be.  And I was.  I rose to that challenge.

It just turns out the best me wasn’t good enough.  And RMRG didn’t want me anyway.  At first, I thought we were wrong to put 20 skaters above me.  But now.  I wonder how I even managed to be considered in the first place.

So… even if I failed…  I still got a lot out of that first TBT.  I look better.  I feel better.  I am skating better.  Right now I’m failing at this second TBT.  Tomorrow we’ll be halfway through.  I need to suck it up and own this second half.  Even if I’m not one of RMRGs best 20 skaters…  I need to be the best skater I can be to set an example for the newbies.  To represent RMRG well when the Contenders go forth into the world.  Etc.  So I should sack up.

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The Vascillation Cont-inues…

Food:

  • Honey Nut Cheerios w/ Almond Milk, banana, coffee w/ SugarFree Caramel Macchiato creamer
  • Apple, Greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • Subway turkey w/ avocado, all the veggies, no cheese, honey mustard, MOR carbonated water, Parmesan Sun Chips
  • Dove Dark Chocolates.  Hershey’s Special Dark.
  • Pork Chop w/ BBQ sauce, garlic triscuits, Crystal Light
  • 2 Diet Cokes
  • Bag of M&Ms
  • Oreos and Milk.  Real 1% milk.
  • Wine.

Exercise:

  • 50 toe pushups
  • 25 cobras, 25 v-ups
  • Lunch Walk, Stair Climb, etc.

I had a great day yesterday.  I worked 14hrs.  (6:45am-8:45pm. Basketball Clock.)  I really enjoyed everyone’s old school derby photos and the stories that went with them.  Plus it was cool how everyone positively responded to my idea.  By the end of the day, when Gaygan told the derby world to join us, I was beaming and felt like a total badass.  I went home and told Tim all about it.  And Tim was proud of me, too, and posted a picture from my actual first bout.  On my drive home, I felt certain the influx of chocolate would surely end, now that I recognize my own badassery.  Alas.  It was not to be.  😉

Because I had a busy day, I took a walk during my lunch break.  I felt naughty and kept looking over my shoulder.  (At one point the school’s security golf cart did take off from the school in my direction…)  Other than that… it was great!  I walked about…  2-3 miles?  I wanted to get my 10,000 steps in yesterday, even though I’d be working all day.  Then during basketball, I walked up and down the main hallway stairs between games and at halftimes.  I not only achieved 10,000+ steps, I also climbed 40 floors (a personal best, I think, and I didn’t even have to climb up to Dr. Borman’s office!)

Oh–Almond Milk for breakfast.  Apparently dairy is bad for me.  I have a consultation w/ Cruelie coming up, and I think she will say it is bad…  Sunny seems in agreement.  So I bought Almond Milk to try it out.  It was fine on my cereal until I got to the bottom and tried to drink it.  Okay, I succeeded in drinking it but it was all thick and creamy like whole milk and ew.  EWWWWW.

Anyway, so I went to bed feeling a total badass and then I woke up all bleeeehhhhhgh again.  *Sigh.*  This is getting so old.  It’s draining.  Regulate, damn it.  Maybe if I stop eating chocolate all day long.  I emailed Sweets asking her to help me prioritize my derby goals.  I start one and never master it then work on something new, etc.  Plus Blew & I need a Cont training plan, so I’d like some help with that.  Maybe prioritizing will help and I won’t feel so “what’s the point.”

I would argue the only person I see working harder than me is Sweets herself.  That doesn’t mean everyone else isn’t doing it, just that’s what I see at practice.  She’s also there early, but she does more than roll around aimlessly.  She also focuses on drills, etc.  So it’s hard feeling like I work harder than a bunch of people that just moved above me.  And I got this “Most Improved” award, right?  And everyone thinks that means I’m doing well.  Well.  Based on the current layout of things, I think it means I must have really really sucked a year ago and I’m “meh” now.

Everyone else thinks I’m a badass.  Why can’t I?  Or, I do… for a bit…  then I just don’t see it anymore.  Why is it so fleeting?

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Mental Toughness–good for more than skating.

Food: 2572/2482

  • Jimmy Dean Turkey Sausage Muffin w/ coffee, Sugarfree Pumpkin Spice creamer, and a glass of milk.
  • Apple, Greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola, Naked Berry Blast, Luna Bar
  • VitaRain Sport, Ham and Reduced Fat Swiss on wheat with a banana and cottage cheese
  • Dove Dark Chocolate (just one!)
  • Leafy greens, cherry tomato, sugar snap pea, and imitation crab salad w/ light italian dressing
  • Dirty Martini

Exercise:

  • Long Reilly Walk
  • 1 hr Speed Skate Training
  • 25 mins agility circuits of death
  • 10 mins yoga stretching

I was counting my blessings yesterday because after practice I went for a drink with Tim and friends.  I had a dirty martini because it was a sports bar so I didn’t wanna be girly and order wine, but I also didn’t wanna drink a calorie loaded beer.  (There are 512 calories in 8oz vodka, btw, so that totally backfired.)  I drank my martini, then a large glass of water, then left when the wings, cheesy fries, nachos, etc arrived so as not to be tempted.  I was fine.  I may as well not have had anything to drink at all.  So I was driving home, through Highlands Ranch, in my workout clothes, at 11pm.

I saw him hiding out on a side street as I rounded the corner.  As soon as I saw him, I knew.  I was going to be pulled over.  I wasn’t speeding.  I wasn’t swerving.  I was driving perfectly.  Unfortunately, my driver’s side headlight is out.  I’ve been nagging Tim to fix it, but.  Well.  Men.  Ugh.  So he pulled me over.  My heart was racing.  I was panicing.  As I was fumbling through my “Insurance and Registration” folder from my glovebox, I did the same thing I did at the Sac City bout… without the Sith quote.  I said to myself: “Lindsay.  Relax.  You’re fine.  You’re not drunk.  And as long as you don’t look like you’re panicked, this is going to be a brief lecture about your headlight.  Relax.  If you look nervous, he’s getting the breathalizer out and then your’e fucked.  Calm.”

And I did.  And it was fine.  And I drove safely home.  I feel weird writing this.  I would never drive under the influence.  I’ve just heard stories about women and one drink, etc.  Plus… well.  If you eat healthy every day, then eat a loaded baked potato the day before a cholesterol test, you’re gonna have high cholesterol.  I think Blood-Alcohol measurements can be similarly distorted.  When Tim got home and we talked about it, he reassured me.  I was fine.  He even thought if I had been breathalized (which wouldn’t have happened anyway–I’d have told the SOB I wanted a blood test.  Which means they have to take you to a hospital which gives the alcohol time to burn out of your system. 😉 )  I would have been under both legal limits.  But I dunno.  That D.W.A.I. limit is pretty low.  Anyway, it was fucking close call and it was scary as shit.  And Pepa told me, and so did Titan and I know I need to get that thing fixed.  It’s just: the man’s the man, and that’s just the way it is.  Tim mows the lawn and takes care of the cars etc.  I go grocery shopping and buy his underwears.  Marriage is hard.  😉

The Speed Skating and Off Skates class last night was awesome.  I really don’t understand why it doesn’t count as a practice–not that it matters to me, but Dredna was there last night, and I know she’s tight on practices for the G&H bout next week.  Gaygan and Sweets are super cool.  They’re knowledgable and friendly and good at explaining things, easy to approach, they don’t judge, and well: they treat everyone equally.  Regardless of skill, attitude, whatever.  They’re good people.  I logged the activities into fitbit and it said I burned like 600+ calories last night.  I believe it.

I had one Dove Chocolate yesterday.  I was chatting with the night janitor, and gave him a few pieces, and “absentmindedly” grabbed one for myself.  (My conscience was screaming at me–“PUT THE CHOCOLATE DOWN!  DO NOT EAT THAT!” Until my tongue piped in with “sweet creamy glory…”  But when it was gone and I wasn’t satisfied, I did not grab another.  I had Sugarfree Pumpkin Spice creamer per Rowdy.  She had peppermint mocha the other day, so I scoured the grocery store creamer isles til I found the good sugarfree shit.  The first few sips tasted carboardy (consider–i’m comparing to Starbucks) but after that it was heaven.  So thanks, Rowds!  🙂  I packed a shit ton extra food in my lunch to avoid the chocolate.  It totally worked.  Jammed on that Luna bar when my assistant started eating Twix.  And water.  I had forgotten water Thursday.  Somehow that makes me less likely to eat.

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