Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Nowhere close to the real thing

I am eating a grapefruit.

I really want a cadbury's creme egg, or a fist full of jelly beans, or some marshmallow peeps. I was deprived of easter candy this year, and easter candy is the best. I feel like i set myself up for a racy first time at prom, only to get stood up by my date.


I'm eating a grapefruit, enjoying the scent of the peel, slowly removing every speck of white pith. I'm eating each segment individually, tearing open the wedge to reveal the glimmering, juicy pink flesh.

Damn it, I want some chocolate.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Best meal of the day

When I was growing up, I never *ever* left the house without eating breakfast first. I sat down every morning to a bowl of cereal with milk. Sometimes I had toast, but toast takes a little longer and I'm all for sleeping as much as possible.
Then I moved out of my parents' house, and stopped eating breakfast. Mostly because I'm for sleeping as much as possible, and the 10 minutes it takes to pour a bowl of cereal, eat it and wash the dish out was 10 minutes I could have spent sleeping.
But now I've realized that I can't make it through the day without eating. I have lunch around 1:00, so to work for a good 5 hours on an empty stomach results in Megan eating burgers and chips and chocolate bars all afternoon.
I usually eat fruit first thing in the morning, but then around 10:30 I warm up a bowl of instant oatmeal and eat at my desk. It's satisfying, it's high in fibre, oatmeal is good for you.
But instant oatmeal isn't as good for you as the slow-cooking old fashioned types. And even better for you is the minimally processed steel cut oat type!
Yesterday I made some steel cut oats, enough for the rest of the week, and portioned them out into gladware. Heated up, mixed with a teaspoon of peanut butter and a teaspoon of jelly or jam, this is the best breakfast in the whole entire world. I am so full, hours later! This is a happy breakfast find, indeed.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

WI: Down

As in, my weight was down, not my spirits.


I lost 2.6 lbs this week. Considering I hit a brunch buffet on Sunday morning and had a staff potluck on Monday- oh, and yesterday was my birthday- I think that's awesome.

It would be so much easier, I just realized, if I just put up what my actual weight was. But you know...for so many years, I kept that number close to my chest. I don't think there is anyone in my life, not my mother, not my boyfriend, not my friends, who actually knows what I weigh. Am I alone in this?

Let's just say that now I weigh the exact same as my handsome boyfriend. Considering that we're the same height, I sometimes contemplate how much money we could save if we just shared clothes. But Gary doesn't really look so great in pink, and that would totally be a problem.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

Fresh Start

Day one of being back on track went remarkably well. It's not hard, following Weight Watchers. It's eating like a normal human being. A normal human being without a proclivity towards poutine, sure, but a relatively normal human being.

I attended an event last weekend with a silent auction. I got a phone call yesterday afternoon and apparently I won one of the packages. I only bid on two, a gift bag from a local coffee shop, and a package from a private fitness studio in the neighbourhood I used to live in.

I won the fitness package!

For $50, I got two 3 month memberships and two steel water bottles. If they won't let me combine the two memberships into one 6-month membership, I've already got a gym buddy on the hook.

I am pumped. This news could not come at a better time, as the treadmill in our building is kaput and knowing our building management company, may never be repaired.
With two months to go until my cousin's wedding, and about three until my trip to Europe- I've got a long road ahead but a great head start.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

MIA, Back on Track

Okay, I'll admit it. I've gone off plan. I gained a little, lost a little, and this morning I stayed the same.

The last few weeks have been challenging for me. My access to the social regions of the interwebs have been somewhat restricted during the day, and I just don't feel like it most of the time at night. I get most of my motivation through the WW message boards, reading weight-loss blogs and communicating with other people who are doing the same thing as I- and I've totally gone off the radar.

I didn't track last week. I went to Banff for the weekend (two weekends ago, now) and didn't track then. I gave myself the "weekend off" but then, as usual, that rolled into the next week. And then the first few days of this week. I've been trying to stay relatively within my WW means, but I did let myself eat poutine, pizza and chocolate without tracking any of it.

Bad Megan.

And then, to make things absolutely worse, the treadmill in our building is broken. So no C25K movement, either.

I've been feeling down emotionally, I'm not adapting well to change in my life (work, change of address, moving in with my boyfriend, etc) and I'm really stressed out about a lot of  it. And I needed a break. I needed to go easy on myself. Okay, I wanted poutine, damn it!

But now I'm back. I acknowledge that all of the above are excuses, that I need to do what's right for myself, and that I can't cut myself any more big breaks.

I tracked today, I'm committed to staying on plan this weekend (even though it's my birthday- gulp!) and I am feeling very positive about it.

Now, hopefully the weather improves, or they fix the treadmill, because I want to get back on the running program! As horrible as it sounds- and the 'old' me would die laughing- I miss it!