Confession of all confessions!

This was by far one of the worst days I have had in a VERY LONG time. It was so not good.

For the most part, I have been eating quite healthy. For. The. Most. Part. Until…today. Cake. Sweet, sweet cake. Yep, it was calling my name and I listened. And not only did I listen, I caved. BIG TIME.

After my first WW meeting in Morris today, I had a few hours before my next meeting. I packed my lunch with healthy foods – ham sandwich, grapes, carrots and a sugar-free, fat-free pudding. I also had one of those new granola thins from Nature Valley. I was set.

I thought.

Until that dang craving for cake kicked in. I drove to the grocery store, walked in, all the while screaming to myself in my head that, “I DON’T NEED CAKE!”

But yep, cake is what I needed. WANTED. Right when I walked in, I noticed a leftover Easter cake on display that was on sale for $4.99. It was an 8-inch layer cake but it was only one layer, not two. So, it looked like a really small cake. A small, cute, deliciously good, cake.

Now comes the confession. Part one. Because I felt really bad about buying the cake and because – if I happened to run into any of my members – I didn’t want them to think I was buying the cake for me, I had one of the bakery department people take off the plastic Easter decoration and write “Happy Birthday” on it. Very fitting I thought because today happens to be my mom’s birthday.

REALLY? Whatever. It wasn’t like I was going to be seeing my mom, delivering the cake to HER or anything. The cake wasn’t for her. I was buying it for myself. For me, myself and I.

Confession time again. Part two. As I got back in my car, I grabbed the plastic spoon I brought with me for my pudding and dug into the cake. One big bite after another. Yep, as I drove around the streets of Morris, I gobbled up my cake. My, oh-so-sweet-deliciously-yummy cake. I polished off nearly half of it. Really? Yep.

Yesterday, I ran nearly five miles. Today, I eat nearly half a cake. What the heck? What am I doing? What is wrong with me?

After giving it sufficient thought, I decided…I am over it. I am moving on. Chalking it up to poor lapse in judgement. Tomorrow is a new day. Right?

Right.

(Note: Because I still keep track of the food I eat, I DID track my cake on my Weight Watchers tracking site. I really didn’t know how many points it was so I decided that 25 sounded like a great number. So, 25 PointsPlus values is what I wrote down. Just in case you wanted to know!)

Lessons learned about running

I have been running about a year now…give or take a few months. And since I started running, I have learned some lessons – some valuable and some, well, not so much. (Maybe humorous is a better word!)

So, my dear readers, here is some insight into the world of running – well, from my perspective, anyway!

1. Invest in a good pair of shoes. Or two. Or, maybe even three.

2. Find the right music for you. Mine, I found, is all instrumental, upbeat, up tempo music. I found it on iTunes and I think it might even be called running music/tunes or something like that. I run in tempo with the music. It’s actually quite cool.

3. If you use a GPS system, like a Garmin Forerunner, by all means, make sure you turn it on at the start of your run. It doesn’t do much good to turn it on when your run is over.

4. Make sure you have on comfortable underwear. Enough said.

5. Make sure you wear a decent, comfortable sports bra. Which reminds me, I think I need to invest in one or two of these. (Any suggestions, anyone?)

6. Running up hills is just not fun. Period.

7. Running into the wind is not any fun either.

8. Running up hill and into the wind, well, that is just plain wrong. And, yep, you guessed, REALLY not fun.

9. It really doesn’t matter that your outfit doesn’t match. Really. It matters, however, that it is comfortable and doesn’t chaf you…anywhere. Today, I had on gray capri pants with white and yellow stripes on each side. My shirt was red. Nope, didn’t match. Nope, I didn’t care. I was comfortable and I didn’t chaf.

10. Time. Speed. Distance. Doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are out there doing it. You are moving.

11. It also doesn’t matter if your husband can run faster. Really, it doesn’t. (Yes, I think I have finally gotten over this.)

12. Don’t give up too early. If I gave up right away, I would only get about 10 feet and then I would either stop and turn around or continue, but walk instead. The pains you think you feel will probably go away. Just find your rhythm and run/jog.

13. Perseverance matters.

14. Quitting is not an option.

15. Oh, back to the GPS. Make sure it’s fully charged. It doesn’t do any good if the battery dies half way through your run.

16. And speaking about being charged, make sure your iPod or other music device is also fully charged. For me, running without music is like trying to drive your car without any gas. It don’t work.

17. Socks. Spend the money for some good ones. Actual running socks. They DO make a difference.

18. Don’t eat a big meal and then go out and try and run five miles. Doesn’t work. At. All.

19. Make sure you go to the bathroom BEFORE you start running.

20. Be proud of yourself for actually running. Period.

If you have learned any lessons about running or any other exercise, for that matter, please feel free to add them by leaving a comment. I would love to hear about it! Thanks much. Stay safe and ALWAYS remember to stretch – before AND after!

Not a good week : (

So, you are probably wondering how my week went, right? Well, I will tell you it wasn’t very good. At. All. (Insert HUGE frowny face here!)

I won’t bore you with the actual details, but I will just let you know that I ended up with a sinus infection and had to go in to the doctor. Let’s just say I love the Z-Pak (the wonderful five-day antibiotics that doctors use nowadays!).

It is Saturday and I am finally feeling back to normal. So, that means, yep, you guessed it, I did not get any of my running in this week. Not one single day. And that makes me mad AND sad. Especially, because the weather actually shaped up and I would have loved to be outside soaking up the sun and breathing in the wonderful fresh air instead of being cooped up inside my house on my couch feeling miserable. Boo.

As for my eating? Well, let’s just say I am guessing the first day of being sick I must have had a fever. Why? Because isn’t there a saying that goes like this…starve a cold, feed a fever. Well, that was me the first day. I couldn’t get enough food shoveled inside my big ol’ mouth. (I found out that a single scoop turtle sundae from Culver’s is 17 WW points!) But, luckily, the next few days were better. One, because I couldn’t taste anything and two, I couldn’t breathe while I was eating and that just made me not want to eat. I did, however, have TONS of Vitamin C.

When I am sick, I love to drink hot Tang. Yes. Hot. I boil some water and then mix it with the powdered Tang drink mix. I LOVE HOT TANG!!!!! It is so soothing and just plain ol’ awesome. I also drank plenty of Vitamin Zero Water, the orange kind. I love that stuff, too. But cold, not hot.

Well, now that I am feeling better, I plan on getting back on track and am going to work on getting in at least three runs per week. Even though it is kind of gloomy out today, I plan on going for a run this afternoon. And…I cannot wait!!!!! It just killed me this week not to be able to get out there and run, but I am the biggest wimp and wuss when I am sick. The couch is pretty much where I spend my time. YUCK!

So, so much for not boring you.

Maybe this will help. Last night, my husband and I had our typical “date night.” Yes, we usually have it on Saturdays, but we have other plans for tonight so we decided to have it last night. Both of us LOVE mahi mahi. It is probably our favorite fish, although I have to say that yellowfin tuna is right up there at the top as well. Anyway, my husband found an awesome recipe online, click here for recipe, called grilled mahi mahi with black bean salsa.  OMG!!!!! It was awesome. Perfect.

So, here is a couple of photos from our date night for your viewing pleasure.

Grilled mahi mahi with black bean salsa

Here is what the fish looked like when I cut into it. It's meaty and thick and dense. This is good, not bad. I love MEATY fish, not flaky and slimy.

And of course, when we have date night, we have to have our wine. Here are pics of the two bottles we enjoyed!

We love Coppola wines. We have never had one we didn't like. This one, however, was much better with the food than it was sipping it by itself.

Another awesome wine. We have also had many Cline wines and have never been disappointed. This, too, was awesome with the food.

So, until next time….have a wonderful week everyone! And, as usual, you can keep tabs on me by checking out the Confessions of a [former] Fat Girl Facebook page. Just click here.

Choices

On Thursday, on my way home from St. Cloud, I needed to stop and get something for lunch. I didn’t take the time Thursday morning to pack a lunch, which I try to do most often because…1. I don’t really like fast food anymore, except maybe McDonald’s chicken strips. 2. Eating out gets to be a little bit expensive. 3. I love using my new, uber cute lunch bag I recently purchased.

Instead of opting for fast food, or for that matter, an ice cream treat at Cold Stone Creamery (yes, I have ate this for lunch!), I stopped at the Coborn’s grocery store in St. Joseph. First off, WOW!, what a great little grocery store. Second, I was very proud of myself for doing this. So, what did I buy for lunch? I went to the deli, purchased two pieces – yes, really, only two pieces – of smoked turkey breast; then I went to the bread section and purchased some Village Hearth sandwich rounds, which are kind of like Arnold’s sandwich thins; I also picked up a package of blackberries; and also, a little container of carrots, broccoli and cauliflower that was already cut up.

When I got out to my car, I made a quick sandwich with the turkey and the bread and then I was on my way back home. Besides my sandwich, I ate all the carrots and all the cauliflower, but not all the broccoli. I decided I liked cooked broccoli better! And then I also ate the container of blackberries. These were kind of like my dessert. They were so juicy and sweet and awesome…well, except the color of my tongue when I got done eating them wasn’t so awesome!

I was so proud of myself for not caving into to stopping at a fast food and wolfing down some greasy and fatty meal.

So, because of how well I did for lunch, later that afternoon, on my way to Glenwood for another meeting, I stopped and had an ice cream cone at McDonald’s! And yes, it was delicious!