Diet & Fitness Update, Week #4

This week’s report isn’t particularly good news. I started out the week on Saturday the 4th at 210. By yesterday, I was back up to 211.5 (and I gained back yet another pound during this weekend). I’m not going to make my goal of 209 by midweek, unless I do something drastic and unhealthy in the next two days.

I was still pretty gung-ho early in the week, and I did the Tae Bo Cardio workout on Monday. Tuesday, I did the Tae Bo Basic workout. The rest of the week I did absolutely bupkis. I made the mistake (apparently) of weighing myself daily this week, to track my progress toward my goal — and when I saw a complete lack thereof, I basically threw in the towel for this upcoming goal. Not what I should have done, I know, but man. I was just so freaking bummed.

Food this week was still good things, but my carb:protein:fat ratio went a little wonky a few times. As Sheryl predicted, I started getting tired of oatmeal — or maybe I’m just getting tired of the mushy-ass Quick Oats we got at a discount at Big Lots. This weekend, I ended up getting some sort of cranapple-granola cereal, so I’ll probably switch up breakfasts with that a little. We also got a new supply of real oats, so that’ll be a welcome change of pace, as well.

While we were at Claudia’s yesterday, replenishing my supply of Vegenaise and getting some breakfast cereal, we also bought some more peanut butter (because the MaraNatha brand we bought last time kind of sucks) and some more salad dressing. We got a refill of the Annie’s Naturals Artichoke Parmesan, and we got some other kind of citrusy-mangoey something-or-other. We’ll see what that’s all about later this week.

So, basically, this upcoming weight goal is a wash. I’ll still photograph myself and weigh myself and all that, but I’m really kind of bummed that I… well, I guess the root of my bumming nature is really that I do halfway OK during the week, but my weekends invariably end up being the one step back to my two steps forward.

I’m also apparently pretty easily defeated. Not that I’m totally giving up — not at all. I’m just, well… I thought that losing five pounds in five weeks would be no big thing. It’s kind of disheartening to see that it wasn’t as easy as I’d thought it would be, and that I’m so easily thrown off by a lack of instant results.

I’ll get back on it this week. Exercise and lots more water. I’m just kind of depressed about it right this moment.

Writing Personal Histories

I’ve been focusing my genealogy on the Cook line recently, on William Henry COOK in particular. To help guide my research, I’ve been compiling a list of dates and events that happened in William’s life.

As I compiled this list (and in the past, as I compiled other similar lists), it occured to me that this list of names and dates and places really doesn’t tell anything about the person themselves. And I got to thinking of what my life would look like, were it broken down into small, documentable dates and events.

It would be pretty boring:
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Not Feeling It

The beauty of being an independent podcaster is that, if I decide I’m really not excited about producing a show on a given day, I can just say “fuck it” and opt to wait a few more days.

I have a topic I’m excited about — debunking the myth that the Atkins Diet will cause kidney failure — but I’m really not into recording tonight. Maybe I’ll do some more research and script some stuff out, but I really can’t get into recording and editing today.

I’m feeling frumpy and headachy and tired and I’m just not down with it. I’m also feeling a little bummed that I may not make my first weight-loss mini-goal. I keep wavering between 211.5 and 210 — my goal is 209 by Tuesday.

It would be so easy to, again, say “fuck it” and go eat Chinese this weekend.

Starved = Not Sexy

Victoria’s Secret – Very Sexy

So, I got some VS spam just now. I ordered from them once or twice, so I let myself keep getting their “offers” in the hopes of actually getting a hot deal one of these days.

Anyway, the model they used for their “push-up without padding” demi bra just revolted me (see girl in green lacy brazier, above link). I mean, I’m not a guy, neither am I a lesbian, so I guess I really don’t know what “sexy” is all about when it comes to women. But I can’t imagine that seeing someone’s ribs stand out in stark relief can possibly be erotic.

I can see your RIBS. I can see your pelvis.

OMFG. Go eat something.

Oh, and your push-up bra without padding? Yeah, it makes your skinny-ass A-cups look almost normal. Way to go.