Goodies Galore

Learning to focus less on dieting and more on overall health and wellness

Enough already

You know it’s time to stop blogging about relationships when your inbox is filled with concerned emails from close friends and family. I’m fine everyone, I promise!! I’m great, actually.

Let’s talk about something near and dear to our hearts: FOOD!

I’ve accepted and moved on from the fact that I don’t fit into any of my clothes. It’s been fun boozing face and eating whatever the hell I want but it’s time to reign it in a bit. Plans/diets don’t typically work out for me but I have come up with a plan of sorts to get the scale moving downward.

Healthy eating starts at home (not to say the nearest Dunkin Donuts won’t call my name. God love me a jelly stick.) so I stocked up at Trader Joe’s.

Tofu, veggie meatballs, tempeh, soup, bars, peanut butter (back away from the pumpkin butter mother f-er), bananas, bunch of vegetables, oatmeal, sauce, and soy creamer. I’ve been big into the kale lately. Chomp chomp.

I joined a 10 pound challenge  at my gym. There doesn’t seem to be a prize (what’s a challenge without a prize?!?) so I’ll probably last about 2 days.

My roommate and I are signing up for a 20 mile race for some added motivation. It’s only 8 weeks away so we need to get our butts in gear asap. The thought of running 20 miles makes me gag but desperate times call for desperate measures. We’ve all been there.

I also plan to have lots and lots of sex as a form of exercise. Just kidding, I’m nearly a virgin at this point. (Again, we’ve all been there. Right? RIGHT?)

I’ll start weighing in again on the blog this weekend to keep me accountable. Don’t judge.

So there you have it my loves. 

 

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January 5, 2012 Posted by | Family, Food, fun, goals, running, Uncategorized, Weigh In, Workout | 6 Comments

lil’ of this, lil’ of that

Good morning friends!

After 9 weeks, my weekly weigh-ins are back. I’ve been weighing in weekly daily but haven’t been posting. For a little while there I was back at 145. Fluctuation blows goat. I look forward to getting and staying in the 130’s. Maybe next year.

Yesterday I had a visit with my sweet girl.

So far I’ve cried at each visit and I seem to be missing her extra this morning.

I could eat that face.

My roommate and I are gearing up for a long run around the neighborhood. Although we aren’t signed up for a race, we’ve been getting a long run in each week to keep us prepared. A race of sorts is definitely in the near future. I just love all the free food after. 🙂 Seriously, that’s why I do them.

It’s Gay Pride week here in Boston. If the rain holds out, I’m going to the Pride Parade today with my friend Katie. Should I sport my rainbow jumpsuit? Tonight, a few of us are hitting up some local hot spots for a brewski or seven.  Gotta test out the scene, right? Fingers crossed I come back with some good stories for you. Sunday is going to be my chill day. It’s all about balance people.

What are you up to this weekend? 

 

June 11, 2011 Posted by | dogs, fun, Weigh In | 3 Comments

I caved.

After a year of not dieting and 2 months of debating whether or not to join WW’s  new program, I couldn’t take it anymore and caved. I signed up for WW last Monday and had a very successful week…. until last night.

Sunday night, the night before my weigh-in, I decide that it’s a good idea to bake cookies. If you have been reading my blog for a while or know me at all, you know right away that this is a horrible, horrible idea.

I ate my weight in dough alone.

And still managed to chomp my way through a couple of fresh-baked beauties.

Baked goods + Lindsay = stretch marks. It ain’t pretty.

I sabotaged myself the night before my weigh-in. Still debating if it was worth it. It’s a close call.

The good news is that I bought myself new sneakers and hammered out 3 miles in less that 27 minutes this morning. That’s a kick ass time for me so maybe cookies should be my new fuel?  Probably not.

I’ve never owned Asics before but they feel pretty good. I also stocked up on Gu for the next 6 weeks of long runs. Chocolate GU and Chocolate Mint GU and the absolute bomb diggs. I don’t F around when it comes to chocolate and these suckers exceed expectation.

Check out my dog- she found the warmest spot in the house and claimed it as her own. Smart little bitch.

Let’s get serious for a second-  Now that I’m 30, am I considered a Cougar?

January 24, 2011 Posted by | dogs, eating disorder, Food, running, Weigh In | 23 Comments

Blogging Bum

Is it seriously almost December??? How in the world could this be? It seems like the summer months drag on and on and on and the Fall flies by. Not so sure I like this idea but I bet many of you do. So far we’ve been lucky here in Massachusetts with mostly mild weather.

I’ve been MIA this week and I apologize for that. See, it’s been an off week. My eating has been off (I can’t believe I didn’t gain more weight), my attitude off, and my exercise off. For the first time in a really long time I went three consecutive days without working out. The lack of exercise isn’t a big deal in the grand scheme of things but it’s telling for me. The good news is Today is a new day and I can start with a clean slate. And if things get really bad I can look at this to make me laugh.

In other news, in the past 3 days I’ve eaten more fresh pumpkin than one ever should. In case you weren’t aware– pumpkin makes you poop. Said poop may or may not be orange.

What’s on the agenda for today?

I’m relaxing today then having a wine and cheese night with these ladies. Should be therapeutic.

 

November 20, 2010 Posted by | Food, Friends, fun, Weigh In | 5 Comments

Social Workers RULE!

Sorry I’ve been missing in action. I had my Social Work licensing test on Friday so I was cramming my butt off the past couple of days. I have a horrible habit of procrastinating. In some areas of my life I work well under stress, other areas… not so much. The good news is that I passed!!!  Yay to being a Licensed Clinical Social Worker!

In other news– this is my last weekend being unemployed since I start my new job this week. I am looking forward to using my brain, getting paid, and having structured days. Of course I will miss spending so much time with my pup. I hate the thought of leaving her home all day alone.

Len thinks she’s happy to sleep all day with her tongue out but I believe she gets bored….

I’m thinking about having a dog walker come but that can get pretty expensive. We’ve tried the doggie daycare thing and it didn’t work so well. Ellie is too much of a scrapper.

What do you do with your dog while working a 40 hour week?

As some of you know, I weigh myself most Saturday mornings and keep track of it on my blog. I started weighing in one year ago this weekend and I am down 10.1 from last year. Pretty cool.

Any exciting plans this weekend?

October 23, 2010 Posted by | blog, The Boyfriend, Weigh In | 17 Comments

scale talk

I broke my scale earlier this week and haven’t decided if I’m going to ask Len to fix it for me. Something about not having the ability to weigh myself is kind of liberating. We’ll see. I don’t have an unhealthy obsession with the scale so I think I’ll miss my weekly weigh-ins. In the past I’ve been scale obsessed but not anymore. It’s actually helpful for me because it doesn’t allow me to be in denial about eating crappy.

When I began losing weight in high school by restricting and exercising compulsively, my mom would take me for weigh-ins at the doctor and I would chug tons of water beforehand to get my weight up.  These days, I can’t imagine manipulating the scale to see a gain. Eating disorders are a crazy thing. When I was at my lowest (116 pounds and I’m 5’6) I could not for the life of me see how skinny I was. Everyone was terrified because  you could see all my bones, I wasn’t getting my period and clearly I was sick. But when I looked in the mirror I saw a fat person. Who was this person that other people were seeing? Surely not me, I’d think. One day I went prom dress shopping with my mom and was searching in the size 12 section. The sales lady came over and asked me what I was doing there. Puzzled I thought to myself, “I’m shopping you donkey” but before I could say anything she guided me to my proper size–size 4. I have pictures of that time tucked away somewhere but don’t often take them out for various reasons.

Body dysmorphia, though hard to explain, is real.If you’ve been lucky enough to have a healthy relationship with food and your body, this may sound like crazy talk but the mind is strong and powerful. It’s a scary thing when you’re striving to be skinny and when you get skinny it’s impossible to see. Anyways, this post wasn’t intended to go in this direction but apparently the scale brings up some history for me.

Do you guys think the scale is a blessing or a curse?

September 4, 2010 Posted by | eating disorder, Weigh In | 21 Comments

Bathroom talk.

Happy Saturday!! It’s freaking early but I had to rise to get ready for a 10 mile run planned for 6:30. (Please note- getting ready means working up a poop.)  I know I should eat something but I’m so full from yesterdays food fest. See, lately I’ve been working some hours where I used to internship. Do the Bins of Hell ring a bell? For the new readers, Bins of Hell are these plastic tubs that hold endless snacks meant for the kids. We’re talking cookies, crackers, shit, and more shit. The Bins of Hell are so powerful and so irresistible, often being the source of major bingeing. I hit the bins up hard yesterday and the eating never stopped. The worst part about it is that the only vegetables that touched my lips were the ones on top of a veggie pizza–of which I had three slices.  Not my proudest moment. Lets just say a prayer that there are bathrooms along the route. This could get ugly.

I didn’t weigh in this morning for obvious reasons but will tomorrow. Is this manipulation of the scale? Maybe so.

Okay I’m off. Wish me luck that my blue shorts don’t come back brown.

August 28, 2010 Posted by | Food, running, Weigh In | 8 Comments

Shoulder dog?

This morning I am blogging from Vermont. We decided to take an impromptu trip yesterday since we didn’t really have any plans. Last night we made a pit stop in New Hampshire to watch his step dad race. If you’ve never been to a race car track, it’s quite the scene. Picture obese men, women and kids, pregnant women smoking, and lots of excitement. It’s no wonder people are obese there, the food is AMAZING. I had a big thing of french fries.

They drive so quick I could barely capture it

crashhhhh

I cannot imagine driving in a situation like this but then I remember what a maniac I am on the road. This might be my calling.

I love visiting Lens family because they have a lab names Sadie and Eleanor plays really well with her. (Note–Eleanor is very dominant and doesn’t have many friends.)

I'm the boss

tug it out

Embarrassingly enough, Eleanor is also the boss of us. She rules the bed and she rules the car. See pictures for proof.

See, Eleanor loves taking rides. Most often she resides on my lap in the passenger seat. I’m not a small woman and she weights 50 pounds so it’s an understatement to say it’s pretty tight up there. When things get too tight, Ellie decides to reside on my shoulder. My dog’s a parrot.  Sometimes she stands on my chest with her butt hole in my face. It’s lovely and very, very safe. What do you let your dog get away with?

Let’s move on, shall we?

A couple of days ago, Attune sent me to Glastonbury, Ct to work an event at Whole Foods. Let me tell ya, that Whole Foods has it hooked up! They had all sorts of goodies that Boston Whole Foods don’t have, including…….wait for it….. make your own granola. Yep, true story.

They have bins of different granola for a base and a bunch of different add ins: chocolate, nuts, seeds, dried fruits, etc.

I didn’t DARE buy any because that would be a binge in the making.  Speaking of binge, my weigh in this weekend was rather disappointing but not unexpected considering the way I’ve been eating. I MUST start to limit sugar and white flour in my diet. They are addicting and I am a full-blown addict. Moderation is not a word I know.  So the challenge for this week is to be mindful of the white stuff. Wish me luck!

Hope everyone had a wonderful weekend.

August 22, 2010 Posted by | Attune bar, dogs, eating disorder, Food, The Boyfriend, Weigh In | 12 Comments

I haven’t been around much this week on my blog but I assure you it’s been a slow week. A few exciting things.

1. I finally got my period. Ever since I turned into a psychopath and went off the pill in October, aunt flow comes around every 6 or 7 weeks. What’s that about anyway? Some people would love that schedule but not this one. See, I still expect my period every four weeks so around week three, PMS kicks in. Well, at least that’s what I tell myself. This means bloating, bitchiness, crying over everything, chocolate cravings–you know how it goes. Then those symptoms drag on. And on. And on. For weeks. How I have friends still I’ll never know.

2. After almost a year of not dieting, I joined Weight Watchers. You should know that in the past I’ve joined WW about 2, 672 times. This is not an exaggeration. So why would I set myself up to fail again? Well, I’m taking a different approach this time. In the past I would stop  counting if I had a binge. Not this time folks. I will plug every last bite of carrot cake, fajita, and candy that touches my lips. (That may or may not have been my dinner menu last night.)

I also wanted a way to monitor my calories and exercise. In the last few months, I’ve increased my workouts dramatically yet I haven’t lost any weight. Yeah, yeah, I’ve gained some muscle but still, I want weight loss. It’s no surprise why the weight’s not melting off, I overindulge everyday, several times. I need to get a grip and am hoping weight watchers will help me reign it in a little. If Jhud can do it……

With that said, I totally forgot about my Saturday morning weigh-in because I was too focused on my new WW weigh-in days. Sorry about that. Just assume there was a gain. Trust me. Speaking of packing on the pounds, is it me or does it appear that Miss. Eleanor is filling out too?

That's so not cool, mom.

Our weight gains may be contributed to all the dog treats I’ve been baking up. Yep, I eat them too. With butter.  Sure do.

3. I’ve been reading a wonderful and informative book called An Unquiet Mind. It’s about a Psychiatrist with a history of Manic Depressive Disorder, also known as Bipolar Disorder. It’s well written and so interesting. I would definitely recommend it to one of my clients or anyone who struggles with this mental illness.

Yes, that’s some kind of stain on the bottom corner. This is what happens when you’re a slob.

I blame mania for my impulsive decision to look into being a foster-mother on Saturday morning. It seems like a fairly easy application process and I think I’d be a wonderful foster mommy to one of the many kids who need love.  When I sent Len a text at 7:30 in the morning (he’s away again) saying, “We’re applying to be foster parents! Hope that’s okay”, he chalked it up to my everyday ridiculousness and responded with “dog fostering?”. Yes, babe, dog fostering.  Maybe next year. I’m coming for you kiddies!

Enjoy this beautiful Sunday!

August 8, 2010 Posted by | dogs, eating disorder, Food, Friends, The Boyfriend, Weigh In, Workout | 13 Comments

Beer + Baked Goods = VERY happy blogger.

Well, I’ve officially lost ten pounds since starting my weekly weigh-ins on the blog last October. If I was at a Weight Watchers meeting this morning I surely would have gotten a 10 pound pin or something…. maybe a key chain?  Now I know 10 pounds in 9 months isn’t a lot, but the cool thing about it is that I lost the weight from exercise only. I wish I could say that I’ve stopped bingeing and that my eating habits have gotten significantly better but the truth is they haven’t. At all. I can say that I’ve never felt so invested in exercising and most days I don’t even dread it anymore. Since I started weighing in on my blog, I’ve run in three half marathons and a 10 mile race. These events definitely encouraged me to workout pretty regularly but for the most part I was only running (with some booties camps mixed in here and there.) Signing up for the sprint triathlon is what has really helped jump-start my exercise routine and some weight loss. For the first time in my life I am mixing up my daily workouts and it’s actually fun because there are three different options to choose from on a daily basis. If I wake up and dread the idea of a run, I’ll hop on the bike. If the thought of biking and running make me want to delay getting out of bed, I’ll simply swim some laps. I DO need to be more consistent with Body Pump since it’s my only source of strength training but I’ll work on that soon.

Earlier in the week I made it my goal to hit the 10 pound mark but I’m shocked that last night’s Len and Lindsay Brew and Food Festival didn’t do me in. We had tickets for the Sox game but chose to hit a local bar instead. I started out with a Cherry Wheat beer. So SO good. That was followed by  a Black & Blue (Guinness and Blue Moon). Typically I love my Black & Blues but after the sweetness of the Cherry Wheat it didn’t taste as desirable. Back to the Cherry Wheat I went.

It was pouring on our walk home so we sought shelter at a bakery. How convenient. Athens sells everything from cookies, and cakes to gelato and pudding. As usual, it took  me 76 minutes to decide and I’m pretty sure to worker wanted to shove an eclair up my ass and send me packing. I went with the Jamaica, a dark chocolate cake with chocolate mouse and cherry things. At the checkout there was a tray of free goodies and we were told to help ourselves. Oh F! This was like a binge made in heaven. Clearly I couldn’t pass up that little bastard tray even if I tried. I took one of each and we went on our merry way.

Some puffy thing stuffed with chocolate, raisons and nuts. A scone. A chocolate croissant. Right to my ass ladies.

My Jamaica and Len's poop log.

This is was three beers and a sweet tooth looks like:

chocolate teeth! Ellie wants some too.

Oh the gluttony.

Going to bed feeling like a bloated slug is never fun but I’d say it was worth it.

July 17, 2010 Posted by | blog, Body Pump, Boot camp, dogs, Food, fun, goals, running, The Boyfriend, Weigh In, Workout | 11 Comments