So I'm back home, and back in touch with my scale. Which tells me that I was doing less well than I thought I was with guessimating portions.
Ah well. I'm back in the saddle now.
I both am/am not glad to be back into the numbers game for food. On the one hand, it's alot easier to figure out what to eat when the rules are so clear (and cheating is easier to resist). I had trouble getting into a "normal" habit post-PCP ... but then had only a couple of weeks before my Dad fell ill and any sort of regular diet and exercise went out the window. I'm very happy to get another chance to re-start.
On the other hand, I'm not wildly enthusiastic about the time lost to food prep ... but, fortunately, it's still close enough to PCP to remember the lessons/shortcuts learned then. And tonight, I'm making GAZPACHO! Yummmmmmmmmmmm.
For lunch today, I could have sworn I had a can of tuna fish in my office, but was apparently mistaken and settled for almond butter for my protein instead.
One thing I thought, as I did my workout on a wooded trail this weekend, was that I was really glad there was no one to see me do my jumping kicks. I had a sneaky suspicion that I probably looked a bit silly. But it preyed on my mind. This morning - because it was 84 degrees at 5 o'clock in the morning - I went to the gym and crept into the (smaller, and therefore better air-conditioned) room with the punching bags - and two walls of mirrors.
You know what? It was a little hard to watch myself and focus on what I was doing, but I didn't look half bad! No stealth ninja, but not a duck with club feet, either.
They still whip my butt.
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Heather, I'm so sorry about your dad. I didn't see your earlier post when we were in KFB no-man's blogland. I hope you're doing all right.
ReplyDeleteYour point about feeling like you looked silly made me chuckle. I actually got heckled in the park the other day trying to do my jumping side kicks.
Will you share your gazpacho recipe? I've just started something new I hope will save me time—meal planning! But I've already maxed out the new recipes I wanted to try...
Yes, I want this recipe too! You always had the sexiest looking food...
ReplyDeleteCongratulations on making it back in the saddle. Weight ain't nothing but a number!
yeah, sorry to hear about your dad. It is nice to be back in the saddle, isnt it? Gazpacho is cold tomato soup, right?
ReplyDeleteSorry about your Dad from me too. And, yes I too am no stealth ninja. At least you don't live in Japan where every old man that passes you could be a martial arts master and suddenly decide to kick your ass. Wa-tah!
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