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The Daily Plah: Day 3
Currently reading: Wicked Lovely by Melissa Marr (I should note that I read in fits and starts throughout the day, so it is through no fault or deficiency on a book’s part if it takes me 3-4 days to get through it)
Book 2 progress: I am restructuring the top of the book, so alas, I am not yet past page 34 *mopes*
Other notable facts: I cooked last night! I am a terrible cook, so this is a real triumph. I don’t know if there’s a name for what I made. It’s basically a stack of things: eggplant, roma tomatoes, ricotta cheese, chicken, mozzarella cheese, and chopped mushrooms. It was very delicious. For Little Sis, I made a veggie version: eggplant, roma tomatoes, ricotta cheese, big mushroom slices, sliced artichoke, and mozzarella cheese. Most of the cooking I do attempt ends up being Italian. I am not comfortable pan-frying, so everything is baked.
Contest winner: The winner of the purple veggie bag is CHLOE! Congrats to Chloe. Stay tuned for more contests, coming soon!
For the past few days, my stomach has been sort of jumpy, so I haven’t made myself exercise. But today I think that excuse is tired. So I’m sitting here at the computer in my workout clothes, waiting for a sufficient post-breakfast interval to pass so I can hop onto the machines. I’ve created a little circuit for myself, since I am easily bored. Recumbent bike, trampoline, treadmill, trampoline, recumbent bike. Equal time on each. I’ve been aiming for ten minutes, but today I might do eight.
Exercise is like writing–I dread it, I whine about it, I do everything I can to avoid it–I even get all suited up for it and then find something else to do. But once I start doing it, I’m happy. I even enjoy myself. And when I can get into a schedule, it’s even easier.
I remember back in my teens and early twenties, if I wanted to lose ten pounds, I’d exercise for a month and then stop, at which point I would lose weight. It doesn’t quite work that way once you hit your mid-twenties. You exercise for a month and stop, and you gain five pounds because your body started demanding more food to compensate for the calories you burned. By the time you stop exercising, you’re in the habit of eating more, so you can’t stop.
When it comes to eating, I’m like a goldfish: I’ll eat until I pop. I read an article yesterday saying that kids are up to three snacks a day (plus meals), which is basically a constant stream of food. I think what happens is we adopt these habits (like snacking) when we’re determined to be healthier–so we snack on almonds, or an apple… and gradually that morphs to string cheese and two slices of ham, or a bowl of cereal. And the idea of not eating between meals feels like the greatest deprivation.
How much easier it would be to break out of these patterns if we’d never started them to begin with!
But, as I try to remind myself on at least a daily basis, there are people in the world with REAL problems, so there’s no use letting any of it get to you.
Happy Wednesday! Can you believe I made it three whole days? The quest for 31 continues!
Thanks for dropping by!
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March 3rd, 2010 Katie Alender
I have an aunt in her early 70’s who is still trim and quite gorgeous. She never, ever eats between meals and thinks the over-weight problems of this country can be traced directly to families not eating real meals and snacking. Growing up, the only snack we got was a very small and healthy one right after school.
Now, however, I am a goldfish just like you…Sigh!
There’s something so awful about common sense solutions! They’re just brutal, aren’t they?
Congrats Chloe! And keep your awesome streak going on, Katie!
Tracy, you’re so sweet to support me in this! Thanks for coming by.