Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Back on Track...Day Two

Yup.  Here we are.  Day Two. 

But first a recap of Day One:
Hitting the road to Actionville from Waynesvegas at 3:30 AM set my diet up for failure.  At the same time, that Chick-Fil-A chicken biscuit tasted SO FREAKING GOOD!  I arrived home in time to slurp down ramen at lunch.  Clearly, not grocery shopping before leaving town for a week is a "damned if ya do, damned if ya don't." ordeal.  Had I gone, I likely would've come home to some stale food.  By not coming, I came home to, well...ramen!

Running on only a couple hours sleep, a 6 hour drive, and a half day in the office working on an IT crisis (did I mention I'm not in IT?) put me too zonked to do the yoga podcast I originally planned on.  However, I did manage a stroll around the grocery store for some healthy fixins and wound up with this little ditty for dinner and it was deeeelish!

In case you cannot tell, this is a pita pizza: an 8" whole wheat pita topped with a tbsp of veggie medley spaghetti sauce, sliced mushroom, sliced green bell pepper, sliced red onion, and a tbsp of Italian cheeses.  The Italian greens on the side were spritzed twice each with olive oil and lemon juice and coated with a 1/2 tbsp of pesto, topped with a 1/2 tbsp of Italian cheeses.  Definitely a much healthier (and equally as yummy) take on the real deal.

And as for Day Two:
After 8 hours of wonderful and much needed sleep, I spent 30 minutes convincing myself to go for a 3 mile run.  My shins and ankles are still hating me for it.  I believe that means it's time for new shoes.  Hoping I can hold out for a couple more weeks without killing my stems!  

Breakfast consisted of half of a whole wheat pita stuffed with 2 egg whites, cheese, sliced bell pepper, sliced tomato, sliced onion, and 2 pieces of bacon.  Pretty yummy stuff, I won't lie. Taco Tuesday at lunch was a mostly a win with two soft tacos on wheat tortillas filled with beans, light cheese and sour cream, and onions.  Of course I am sure the chips and sweet tea cancelled out much healthiness (as pointed out by the gent who too my order).  Dinner was a half can of orange tomato harvest soup and a grilled cheese and tomato on whole wheat extra fiber bread.  

After dinner, I was sure I was done for the night...but then Rudolph came on--you know, that irresistible claymation Christmas Classic?  Immediately, I was craving cookies.  I threw a batch in the oven to bake and had two, washed down with a glass of unsweetened almond milk.  In my opinion, this is not terrible.  However, I've e-mailed my food log to my super fit and clean eating guru friends who will likely tell me just how wrong I am.  Perhaps the lack of vino for the past three days will cancel it out?  Maybe? Hopefully?

Either way, it only gives me something else to work off tomorrow AM.  Currently, I'm debating between the park plyometrics routine I worked up or the yoga podcast I missed yesterday.  Both are all over body killers and I just cannot decide which sort of torture I'd prefer the most for Day 3.  Decisions, decisions...

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Fancy Mabel? More Like Lazy Mabel!

What is UP with me these days?  I am pretty down on myself and my lack of sincere motivation.  It's getting to the point where I am finding it worrisome.  Of course, "worry" may as well be my middle name since it's more or less my #1 habit in life.

Needless to say, the PBA mentioned in the prior post has been the victor over me throughout the past few months.  I will give credit (definitely not all or even half) to a fairly hectic fall work schedule.  I will also give credit (again, not all or not even half) to boot camp being off the table these days due to an ever-thinning wallet.  I cancelled my cable in an effort to spend less time on my couch, but it doesn't seem to help much.  I run and bike once or twice a week, but the constant stops at the drive-through window before and during work seem to be slowing me down, while also defeating the purpose of saving that $100/month from the cable bill I no longer have.  My energy is pretty zapped, as is my desire to go out and have a genuine good time.  This isn't who I am, nor who I want to be.  I want to get back to kicking ass like this.  I felt so physically great at that time and was pretty on top of the world mentally as well. I miss that girl.

Presently, I am out of town visiting my oh-so-amazing boyfriend aka Mr. On-the-Go Motivational Man.  He's worked to beat my rut with a bit of hiking, dancing, and hoofing it around this extremely hilly town.  Tomorrow, he promises a scenic bike ride or run.  It all helps clear my head and it is in these moments (among several others) that I realize just how wonderful he is to me and why I love him so.  I really do feel he helps bring out the best in me.

Alas, in 48 hours I will be back to reality of the now common solo time that this long-distance relationship has bestowed upon me.  What am I going to do to keep myself accountable and sane and in the direction to get back on the track to healthy, happy, Fancy Mabel?  After all, I know as well as anyone that at the end of the day, the only person who can help me be my best is the girl typing this blog entry. I suppose it is best to start with public goals.  If I write it, and you read it, I certainly must follow through right?
  1. Food Log--write down everything that goes into this purty little mouth of mine!
  2. Exercise--two hours a week (four mornings/evenings) minimum
  3. Tame the Drinking Habit--two days of beverage privileges per week.
  4. Bedtime Ritual--reading writing nightly prior to falling asleep IN BED (not on the couch with the Netflix)!
  5. Blog it Out--two entries per week, for accountability's sake. 
Workout buddies, cooking partners, and motivational cheerleaders always welcome!  Fingers crossed I figure out some method to the madness and FOR REAL hop to it this time!