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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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Karma sucks when you’re an asshole. Apparently I’m an asshole.

Food:

  • honey nut cheerios w/ 1% milk, banana, coffee, hazelnut creamer
  • apple, greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola
  • salad w/ tofu and light balsamic vinegar.  VitaRain Zero.
  • natural almond butter with honey and simply blackberry jam on wheat w/ 1% milk
  • Triscuits w/ reduced fat cream cheese, english cucumber slices, and smoked salmon.
  • Wine.  Chocolate Peanut Butter Moose Tracks Ice Cream.  Dove Chocolates

Exercise:

  • 50 toe push ups
  • 50 situps (25 crunches, 25 cobras)
  • Short Reilly Walk
  • Spin Class

Spin Class was great, but…  weird.  Leslie class, so it was fabulous.  My seat was taken when I got there, so I had to sit elsewhere.  So did five other “regulars.”  There’s this fat guy that’s been coming since the new year.  Sometimes he stares at me.  But when he notices me notice him staring, he looks away.  You know, like you’re supposed to do.  Yesterday he had to sit in front of me, so that was a relief.

I talk about him like I’m being judgmental.  I’m not.  I’m proud of him.  It’s clear Spin Class is so difficult for him.  Sometimes he has to sit out for drills, but he never gives up.  He’s always there, on time, he stays the whole class, and even when he sits out for part, he keeps riding.  And he’s lost some weight already.

So I was cheering when he sat in front of me, since it meant he couldn’t stare at me.  Then this other dude, who annoys me, sat on the other bike in front of me.  He annoys me b/c he wears his cycling outfit to class.  And he shaves his legs.  And he puts a pedometer on his bike.  And he sweats puddles onto the mat below him (it’s gross.)  None of these things would be such a big deal, and weren’t, until yesterday.  He was late.  Leslie was instructing us during our warm-up, and I felt eyes on me.  He was on his bike, fully turned around, neck craning, giving me a cheesy grin.  I met his eyes, grimaced (gave him my fake “wtf do you want stop staring at me asshole” grin), and looked strait back at Leslie.  He continued craning and staring.

😡

Eventually, he turned around.  But continued to annoy me by first not doing the things Leslie instructed us to do.  When she says stand: fucking stand up, asshole.  When she says sprint: fucking sprint, asshole.  Etc.  W.T.F.  ???  If you’re too good for my teacher and this class, go ride a bike somewhere else.  Period.

Then I caught this dipwad staring at me in the fucking mirror.  I’m the only one who gets to stare at me in the fucking mirror.  Look away, asshole.  Look away.

I go there to workout.  I go there to forget evaluations and Contenders and Practice Squad and Fight Club and the fight I had with Tim and Reilly pulling on her leash, etc.  I don’t go there to bat eyelashes at some fucking bald jock in his damn cycling outfit who’s craning his neck to look at me and trying to make google-y eyes in the mirror.

I was pissed.  But I just stared at Leslie and ignored him.  The staring and craning continued the full hour.  (As he poured sweat like a fire hydrant onto the mat below him.  Gross, dude.  Gross.)

So then I go to drive home, right?  Yeah.  Totally almost killed myself.  It was blizzardy on top of ice, and there’s a sharp turn w/ a cliff as you exit the Rec Center.  I was only going 20, but my brakes/steering wheel picked that moment to freeze.  My brain was processing whether the yellow-black caution sign things would hold my car when I slammed into them when I finally made the hard left and came to a stop at the curb.  (5 feet from death.  Or at least a major fucking accident and the death of my car.)

Then I went home and showered and ate salmon triscuits and ice cream and drank wine.

Here is a picture of the “cliff” from Google Earth.  It was much scarier in a blizzard.  At night…

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Balance

Food:

  • Honey nut Cheerios w/ 1% milk, coffee, creamer, banana
  • Spinach, mixed greens, cherry tomato, snap pea, tofu salad w/ light italian dressing.  Rice Krispie treat.  VitaRain Zero.
  • Energy Bite
  • 1% milk, cheese tortellini in meat sauce with parmesan.

Exercise:

  • 50 toe push ups
  • 25 crunches
  • 25 cobra crunches
  • Reilly walk
  • Leslie Spin (finally)

Thank you for the support yesterday, ladies.  It meant a lot.  I was better through the day… went to bed around 8pm.  Haha.  Woke up shitty again.

Trying to focus on balance, since that is one of my goals this quarter.  So last night when I had intended to eat a salad with the pounds of fresh veggies I purchased last weekend that are rotting in my refrigerator, and Tim was upset that I didn’t want to try his tortellini in meat sauce (ragu)… I had the tortellini.  Balance.

This week is tough, besides practice, Thursday bball, Friday bball, Saturday tournament, Sunday tournament.  No balance.  I considered taking Friday off of basketball–and immediately wanted to opt for Speed Skating class, also no balance.  I think I will feel guilty skipping skating, so I will just do the basketball–plus I’ll make $30.  Poor Tim suffers this week.  😦  But I warned him over break, and took my skating break and enjoyed it with him.  This whole month is rough.  I was thinking of sitting the Ice/Snow bout out, and the Punks bout, but now I’m stressed about my volunteering credit, even though I will be running Hoods line-ups Sunday.  (Does it count?  Tina says it does, but what if it ends up not counting?) So I dunno.  This is my month, though:

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So Tim left a lil before me this morning–he always does–and.  Well.  Poor Tim suffers when I’m upset.  Men are so clueless.  He is trying to be sweet but it just isn’t working.  He hugged me while I was getting dressed and put his cold assed hands on my skin.  😡  He made my lunch, with a huge thing of leftover tortellini. 😡  Does he not realize there are pounds of veggies and fruits in the fridge?  That are rotting as we continue not eating them?  And it’s not like I didn’t cut them up into bite sized pieces that dip perfectly into his favorite wasabi hummus that I also bought that is also sitting untouched in the fridge.  I made a giant bowl of salad and brought some w/ tofu and left his tortellini in the fridge.  Which will hurt his feelings, because he is trying.  Which of course only stresses me out more and then makes me feel bad for feeling bad and being a bitch to him as a result.   Anyway.  Now I must continue doing all of the things.

 

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Just hold ’em off for a few seconds

Food: 2633

  • Turkey Sausage Muffin, milk, coffee, creamer, banana
  • Greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola and an apple
  • Greek yogurt tuna (this is pretty good, you can’t really tell it’s not mayo) on wheat w/ reduced fat swiss, cottage cheese, banana, VitaRain Sport
  • … oreo cheesecake slice…
  • Giant Salad w/ roma tomato, English cucumber, mushroom, and imitation crab.  Honey-greek yogurt-oj-apple cider vinegar dressing.  Glass of red wine

Exercise:

  • Long Reilly walk
  • Spin Class.  Lots of sprinting. 

OMG.  I love-loathed Spin Class today.  Sprinting is a good thing for me to work on.  And I enjoy feeling the sprint muscles in my thighs/calves engage.  But then I’m sprinting.  And sprinting.  And sprinting.  And it’s miserable.  But then it was over and it felt pretty good.  

I feel like I’m starving myself, yet I had 2600+ calories today.  Granted the cheesecake is a factor (there’s soooo much crap everywhere I turn) but still.   I didn’t eat before spin, huge salad after.  I felt like I could have eaten less, too.  I get that way–sort of a hungry/not hungry after exercising hard.  It’s weird. 

I’m exhausted.  So tired.  

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I made you out of clay.

I have the Dreidel Song stuck in my head.  You too can share my misery, just click that link. Oh–and if you’re speculating: I’m not Jewish.  Not at all.

Food: 2607/2195

  • Quinoa bowl w/ walnuts, banana, and maple syrup.  Coffee and gloriously delicious Sugar free Pumpkin Spice Creamer.
  • Apple.  Greek yogurt w/ fruit and granola.  Banana.  Breakfast on the Go, Fruit and Berry Blend.
  • Chicken and Rice, Cranberry Orange Bread (courtesy of Colin’s mama,) VitaRain Sport
  • Cottage Cheese, Naked Might Mango.  Slice of thin crust frozen pizza.  
  • Chicken Breast, almond, mixed green, cherry tomato, sugar snap pea salad w/ Greek Yogurt, Pom, Red Wine Vinegar dressing.

Exercise:

  • Medium Reilly Walk
  • Practice

Yeah, so I was over on calories.  Should have, could have skipped that salad after practice. (461 calories–that would have put me where I’m supposed to be.) Conversely…  as Batty commented a few days ago: focus on eating better food, not less.  I think I’ve been doing that, but then last week when I didn’t have any snacks, I jammed on that chocolate.  Since then, I’ve been packing a shit ton of food in my lunches.  Like.  A shit ton.  My lunch suitcase needs wheels.  I would totally rock a rolling lunch suitcase.  Anyway, it’s working, and I don’t feel so badly when I eat good stuff.  I had one cheat item yesterday, but it could have been so much worse.  I had a slice of Colin’s mama’s Cranberry bread.  It was delicious and worth every one of those 120 calories.  

Gayg practice yesterday was excellent as usual.  I liked doing the Speed Skating laps instead of  like 100 laps in a pace line, or the lead for five laps version.  I doubt we did 100 laps yesterday, but we did quite a few, and it was challenging but mentally engaging as well, so that’s good.  Plus the passing piece kicks my competitive nature into overdrive so I didn’t sit out despite the throbbing back pain.   Really impressed with Saultz.  She was my partner yesterday, and she’s just returned from injury.  She hung in there like a champ.  I thought for sure she’d drop out, and was trying to keep her motivated to finish our lap together.  When we got back to the pack I expected her to sit out for a bit.  She didn’t.  She rolled on Gangnam Style.  It was B.A.  

Oh–also–Lops was my feedback buddy.  Totally scored the jackpot on that one.  She gives the best feedback and is sooo positive about it.  Lops is one of my most favorite league-team-mates.  I was really excited to be drafted to USPS for a number of reasons, and to be able to call a number of skaters “teammates” officially, but Lops was probably the one I was most excited about.  Simply because: she was at the War*house for my tryout, and her face lit up, she hugged me, and she was genuinely excited to see me there.  I was nervous and shitting my pants and there were other RMRG girls there who I knew better than Lops who were nonchalant at me, gave me a “what-the-fuck-are-you-doing-here?” look.  Well.  I was thinking to myself “what-the-fuck-are-you-doing-here?” and when I saw some girls I knew and they ignored me…I assumed that was what they were thinking as well.  Regardless, Lops was an encouraging face/body for me that day, and I needed it.  Plus she’s just the shit.  

So… yeah.  Pretty solid Monday.  Effectively avoiding the hordes of treats so far today.  

 

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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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