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Donuts Always Win is a personal collection of weight loss antics, observations and currently, a daily photo blog of everything being shoved into the mouth of a food-loving girl who's fought calories, fat grams and exercise all her life...and lived to tell about it.

Archive for January 26th, 2010

Are you sensing a theme to my updates? Like they’re getting later every week? Hopefully this weekend I’ll be back to Saturday postings. My last few weekends have been terribly busy–as in out of town busy–and I just haven’t had the time to catch up. But I am still working hard…

Last week was slightly better than Week #2, you know, the one I said was the second worst week of my life. It was mildly acceptable and I made it through. I’m still grappling with the issue, and I know I will be for some time to come. It’s not something that is easily solved or cleared up–let’s say that. I’m facing it daily and each time it pops up, it’s like I’m literally stepping on a rollercoaster. I’m either thrilled–arms in the air–with how I’m dealing with it or I’m plummeting to the valley of a hill and the bottom of my stomach is falling out.

The good news (if there is any in all of this) is somewhat sadistic. Since I found this out, I have zero desire to eat. And by zero, I mean zero. Not in self-medicating with donuts, no wanting to cram myself full of ice cream (I’m not really an ice cream fan anyway), not sneaking through drive-thrus randomly around town to cover the hurt feelings with garbage. No, I have literally been forcing myself to eat for most of the last three weeks. As a result, I’m down three notches on the belt (but the scale hasn’t really moved–and that pisses me off). I find an odd sense of sadistic pleasure in the fact that I’m losing weight because I’m facing a major life issue. How weird is that?

Anyway, on with my progress report. I’ve got other good topics saved for upcoming posts so you’ll have to tune in!

Eliminate fries and soda from my diet
I took a sip of the kid’s pop when we went out to eat the other night, but out of sheer habit. I needed something to wash down a bite of food and I was out of beer. Please. I only have about one or two a week. I just couldn’t do another water, and didn’t want to drink caffeine at 11pm. So I did slip but immediately after I did, I realized my mistake. HOpefully won’t happen again.

Walk My Dog Daily
I hate that I’m not doing this daily. I really need to get my attitude adjusted because Dogger needs walking more. Period.

30 Minute Workout 5 of 7 Days
I’m trying to remember because it looks like my stickers may not have made it on every day. Monday and Tuesday, yes. Weds…had to take the kid somewhere after school. Thurs, had to shop for a new formal dress which was Saturday night’s activity. Friday, no–had a game. Saturday out of town. Sunday I did two workouts, so that’d bring the total to 4. Not quite five but not zero either. And yes, I work out even though I’m only eating one or two times a day. And you thought the starvation was sadistic.

15 minutes of yoga or meditation 5 of 7 days a week

This and dog walking need to take priority. I really need something to slow down the brain and live in the moment. I really do. And with my powerwalking still continuing at lunch, I need a little more stretching than the workout is giving me.

I am still powerwalking, though yesterday I only did 9 minutes compared with my usual 20ish. Our schedule is screwy at school and that was my ONLY free time the entire day. And by ONLY, I mean the only time to pee, check email, get materials and lesson plans and everything copied. So I compromised because I didn’t want to miss the streak but I had things I absolutely had to do. Add to that training a new student teacher and you have the makings of a mental disaster but I managed. I even came home and worked out. Oh, I should get a sticker for that…;-)