not much change on the weight front. still 10 lbs. over. and it’s summer. aren’t we supposed to be eating lighter, shouldn’t we be being more active, behaving more – well, summery? like those people who insist they can’t eat when it’s so hot. i hate those people.
but today it was 100 again. and tomorrow they’re calling for 103 and i just can’t hang outside. it’s friggin oxygenless because not only is it hot, it’s hot and humid – and after an hour or so in the heat i just want to go and crash. this heat zaps me but good.
and i’m not riding my bike like i should be. and i really should be. seriously. i should be waking up at 6am to get out there at 7am at the very latest – beating the heat. but see, that’s the problem with not having a schedule… i’m becoming a little lazy.
but oh how i love to busy myself in the kitchen or hang out on the computer – while i talk on the phone to my best friend in ny – with ’ellen’ on in the background. yes, i am a multi-tasking fool. but honestly, this life of mine has been freaking me out lately. i’ve literally been getting panic attacks, feeling just a tad too self absorbed for my conscience to swallow. can a conscience swallow? hey, let me google it and find out – that should kill an hour or so…
so what happened was that after my chicago chowdown i literally had nothing but fresh fruit for 3 solid days and i was starting to feel human again. then the weekend came and we had a wonderful dinner each night but i stuck to my fruit only policy during the day. but then sunday came and there were these sweet potato pancakes for breakfast – so good - and then i baked. i’m not supposed to bake, remember? baking = trouble. and then yesterday was monday, the perfect day to start anew… and well, have you ever had a babybel gouda cheese discy thing sprinkled with truffle salt melted between two corn tortilla’s and grilled to crispy lovliness? me neither. until yesterday. actually, i might be the first person to ever have eaten that… wow, what a concept. and you know, it was kinda very good… not that i’m encouraging you to make this – at all. i was just really hungry and acting quickly.
so today brings the dawn of a new day and here i am up at 5 am – fretting about my weight again and talking to you…
7 responses so far ↓
1 Amy // Aug 14, 2007 at 9:24 am
Well, you’re in good company. My eyes popped open at 4am and, instead of getting my lazy butt up for some early-morning yoga, I fought mightily to get back to sleep for an hour.
To make up for such sloth, I’ll try to motivate myself into gymming at lunch. SIGH.
2 claudia // Aug 14, 2007 at 9:32 am
oh yes – please… work-out for the both of us… ok? but what rubs it in the deepest is that my guy comes home from work and in the height of the heat runs 5 miles EVERY day. well at least he’s usually got a good dinner waiting for him after his shower… that’s why he’s THIN THIN THIN – but i can’t hate him… cause i love him.
3 Yolanda // Aug 14, 2007 at 12:07 pm
Hello Claudia!
Two days ago you left in my blog a comment, I have translated the recipe so that you can prove it. I hope it is of your pleasure.
I don’t speak english, but i wish say to you, that thanks about your comment.
WINGS WITH COKE
- chicken wings
- 1 Coke tin
- a honey spurt
- salt and oil of sunflower
to cook the wings in a little sunflower oil, when they are gilded to spill the Coke tin.
When almost the Coke is consumed (evaporated), to add the honey, to mix well (within the fire) and to serve.
Bye bye!
4 Elizabeth M // Aug 15, 2007 at 10:21 am
Hey girl,
I know it is hard in this oppressive heat to do anything productive, whether it be riding the bike or even doing the dishes. It’s day 8 over 100 degrees, and I just want to lie down too. But you CAN’T!! You’ve gotta get up and go. Just for a little while. The hard part is getting yourself out there. Once you get there, you will be glad you did it. And you will sweat out so many more calories, just like wearing one of those tin foil suits!
And then take time to just chillax as Jackson would say, it will all be okay. Get your mind right. I haven’t lost since March 7, in fact had a net gain of 5 pounds during this period. Jax went back to school, and I am back on my program. I lost 2 pounds at my weigh in this morning, and I have a new attitude. Sometimes you have to stray from the path a little bit, roll through the brambles and chiggers, then when you find your way again, it looks brand new and so much better. And you are grateful for it.
Love and hugs,
Elizabeth
PS Yolanda may not speak English, but she sure has a way with words! “When they are gilded to spill the Coke tin!” Makes no sense, yet an entirely poetic way to say it. I understood perfectly!
5 Terry B // Aug 15, 2007 at 12:48 pm
Claudia–A thoughtful post. I know trying to eat right is often a struggle. Keep some milk handy–a glass of milk can be pretty satisfying when you’re peckish, and dairy [including babybel gouda disk things, in small quantities] has been shown to promote weight loss, particularly in women. It’s not bad for us guys either.
Elizabeth–What Yolanda’s poetic line means is when the chicken wings are golden brown, add the can of Coke.
6 claudia // Aug 15, 2007 at 1:07 pm
hi terry – peckish – i love that word. haven’t heard it in awhile. i lived in australia for a few years and that word was so common.
elizabeth – good going on the 2 bs… once this heat breaks i’ll get back in the saddle.
yolanda – that sounds wonderful. i’ll have to try that on a weekend we have the kids!
7 i scream for salted butter caramel // Aug 18, 2007 at 4:23 pm
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