Posts tagged Food

Finito

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Alright, enough of this experiment. It’s been enlightening, but it’s stressin’ me out. Final tally, after one month; I’ve lost about 5 pounds, and almost 2″ off my waist, and things fit better. I also stopped randomly snacking on everything in sight, so overall I’ll call it a success. I didn’t do as well at adding variety as I had hoped, but with less crap and more working out I think I’ll survive. I’m still tracking what I eat on my own, so there will hopefully be more progress from here out.

I will still be around, posting when I feel like I have something to add to the world, instead of every night. Every night leads to boring posts about my day, and it’s not fun for any of us. I will also try to get back to doing my form occasionally, although with kickboxing keeping me in shape I’m feeling less pressed to practice for health’s sake and more to make sure I don’t forget it. That approach is kind of lazy and needs much less practice time, but I’ll try. Until next time, stay well amigos.

Moscow Mules

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Ah, hello. I got home last night about midnightish and somehow the blog didn’t make it on my radar. Not much to report, though, for yesterday or today. Tomorrow (technically today, I guess) is my arbitrary end, because I’m all out of interesting things to say every day. I’m very sleepy right now, which I have no right to be since I slept in and then did nothing all day, but somehow that sort of day always ends up leaving me sleepy. When I’m busy, I wish for boring weekends, and when I have boring weekends, I wish to be busy. What can you do.

Whelp, let’s get to it.

Food:

Breakfast: Do I even have to say it at this point? PB&J

Lunch: Taco/burrito/whatevers

Other: Supper was a special dish I call a Peanut Buster. Provided by my friend Dairy Queen. She’s very nice.

Yesterday started out identical, and then I went to a housewarming party and that would be too complicated to try to document. Various party-type foods, and a Moscow Mule. If you’re not familiar, and a surprising number of people at the party were not, the Moscow Mule is an alcoholic beverage best known for being served in a copper mug, and for the fact that bars make you give them a credit card and a drivers license before they’ll serve you one – so you don’t make off with the mug. The copper is important for its reaction with the ginger beer, or so they say. Anyway, it was interesting, and pretty good, but I don’t know if I need that much ginger in my life. Half of one would do me fine.

Current Weight: Yesterday 161, Today 159

Meaningful

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Oh hai! Sorry about that. I disappeared a little. I apologize.

The wedding weekend was great, I saw so many old family friends that it was like going to a reunion. I also got the opportunity to hang out with two kids who I knew very well, both through my church and from babysitting them for around 10 years. I haven’t seen them in 5 years (they were 12 and 7 then, they’re 17 and 12 now) so it felt like being put through a time machine. I always had high expectations for them, but I was completely blown away. They have become the most beautiful, smart, and incredibly personable young people…I feel grateful to have had even a small part in their lives.

I’ve spent so much time working on ‘real job’ kind of things for the last few years, but I look back on it and it doesn’t mean anything to me. Those two kids mean everything, and every other kid that I’ve taught or mentored in the last few years…Some pixels on a screen pale in comparison to that. It’s why I’ve always loved teaching Taekwondo, and why I miss teaching it now. It’s not so much what’s being taught as the impact that it has on kid’s lives.

So anyway…after that. I went to my final ballet class last night – it was almost a relief. As much as I would love to have the abilities of a dancer, I don’t connect with the experience of training the same way I do to martial arts. I enjoyed it while I was there, but I didn’t find myself practicing in my off days, or really wanting to go back to class the way I do with Taekwondo. It was a fun and worthwhile experience, but I’m glad I don’t have to rely on it as my new hobby. Maybe I was wrong, and what’s being taught does matter…passion matters. It took me one whole paragraph to change my mind on that subject.

Tonight I had kickboxing, and even though it is much more brutal and exhausting physically, I would much rather be there. The fact that I have friends who take class with me is a factor as well, but it’s where I want to be. I’m glad that everything came together to get me into that class – it was a hard decision at the time, but it’s been the right choice by far. I’m wired to kick things, or something.

Food:

Yes, food. We’re still doing this?

Breakfast: PB&J

Lunch: BBQ Pork sandwich (wedding leftovers…win.)

Other: Chocolate Milk, and I think I ate some other things but I forgot. Sorry.

Seriously drawing a blank on the rest. Ah, well, there was food there somewhere. The wedding weekend didn’t derail me as badly as I thought it might, although I certainly ate too much. But I think (knock on wood) that I’m done with crazy holidays, weddings, graduations, baby showers (did I mention the baby shower the day after the wedding? Same family, different couple ;), and the like, so I can go back to eating like a normal person for more than a week at a time.

Current Weight: 161

Love via Food

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Tonight featured the Return of the Killer Leg Workout from last week. I have no idea why they chose to torture me this way. I could have gone another month or ten without doing that many lunges again, but they seemed to think it was a good idea. I liked busting out some high kicks yesterday much better.

I’m headed out tomorrow for a wedding, back in my old stomping grounds. An old family friend is getting married, and lots of old friends are coming, so it’s becoming a reunion of sorts. I won’t attempt to blog while I’m home, so I’ll have to leave you until Sunday or Monday, when I get back.

While I’m home I’ll try to fight the good fight and not eat until I die. Seriously. My family speaks the language of food. We love with food, Holidays revolve around meals, we celebrate with food, we mourn with food…you get the idea. It took me a long time to be able to say ‘no’ to my grandparents pushing second and third helpings of everything, and I think they’ve learned not to take it personally. Regardless, it’s hard – when my family’s around the food is amazing. A-ma-zing. And I don’t have to cook it all by myself, which makes everything taste better.

Food:

Breakfast: PB&J

Lunch: More leftover enchiladas

Supper: (look Ma, three meals!) Pizza

Other: Cookies, Milk, Soda

Well hello there appetite, I wondered where you’d gone. I missed you…sort of.

Current Weight: 162

Have a fantastical rest of the week and a magnificent weekend, and I’ll be back Sunday!

Dancin’ my dance

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…and my dance is awkward. But it’s getting better.

Hello, and happy Monday! Not a very eventful day, but nice, not insanely hot, and I felt reasonably productive. A slow day for work, but things are looking up. Dance class is funny, I’m basically the only person in the class – only once has anyone else been there. So it’s like private lessons, but for a group class price…I feel almost guilty. Actually it would be nice if it were a bigger class, more people would make it a little more energetic, but this way I get to learn on my own pace.

I’m no dancer yet, never fear. My one advantage is that Taekwondo muscles (and balance) come in handy for kicks and arabesques and all the other french words that I have to learn. It’s much better than starting from scratch.

Food:

…Brunch? PB&J

Supper: Enchilada skillet, although I bastardized the recipe to fit what I had on hand.

Other: Soda, Cookies, Milk

Mmmm bastardized recipes. It was actually pretty tasty. I swear I’m not trying to skip meals, I’ve been feeling somewhere between queasy and just not hungry, so I don’t eat. I grabbed some meds today (I have a history with this, sadly) so I should be back to normal soon.

Current Weight: 162. Ah, that beefy, cheesy enchilada thing. ‘Twas the death of me. Also, eating at 8:30pm.

History

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I was going to work out today, I was.

I decided that since I didn’t have much client work to do today, I would go see Toy Story 3. I decided this a little late in the day, so I went to a 4:10 showing, and I got out of the theater at about 6:05. That left me enough time to drive to class, run in a couple minutes late, and still have to change…I decided not to.

Toy Story was worth it, though – who else but Pixar can make a third movie in a series that is just as solid as the first two? I wish all movie makers would take lessons from them.

I spent a good chunk of the evening browsing through old family photos that have been scanned, that I got from my Dad while I was home recently. I’ve never seen very many photos of him as a kid, or of my grandparents when they were younger, so it’s interesting to look through them. It’s crazy to me sometimes, where I came from, and how much has changed in such a short time.

Who, me? Always a picture of refinement. Never an unwashed little hooligan.

Who, me? Always a picture of refinement. Never an unwashed little hooligan.

This is my Dad, milking a cow...blows my mind a little. And don't let the smile fool you, he hated that cow. I've heard legends.

This is my Dad, milking a cow...blows my mind a little. And don't let the smile fool you, he hated that cow. I've heard legends.

This is one of my all-time favorites - Grandpa Bud and my older brother. I'm actually a little jealous that it's him, not me on Grandpa's shoulder.

This is one of my all-time favorites - Grandpa Bud and my older brother. I'm actually a little jealous that it's him, not me on Grandpa's shoulder.

Love that stuff. The farm is where I grew up, where my Dad grew up, where my Grandparents lived, where my Aunt lives now and it’s more than a place to me – it’s a member of the family. I have so many memories embedded in that dirt, it’s like it breathes.

Now the food stuff: It was clean out the fridge day, since I’m headed out tomorrow for the holiday weekend, so the selection was a little random. That reminds me, I don’t know how I’ll do posting this weekend while I’m gone, but I’ll recap if I need to on Monday.

Breakfast:

  • Cinnamon toast
  • Milk

Lunch:

  • Pizza
  • Salad (the last of my Mom’s garden lettuce…*sniff*)
  • Coke

Snack:

  • Chocolate covered peanuts

Supper:

  • Pizza (the last of it – cleaning out the fridge, remember?)
  • Corn (the real stuff, also from Mom)

All in all, not great. Veggies made an appearance, but in the company of too much sugar and bread…the workout would have offset it a bit, if I had gone. Whoops.

Current Weight: 166

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