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I Didn't Mean To Disappear
And I have a new blog name and everything! When the new blog launches, I'll announce it over at Big Fat Deal. I need to find someone to fling money at to redesign my site and install some fancy software and all that jazz. Ointy is not dead. Long live Ointy!
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Just to let you all know, I'm leaving for Hawaii tomorrow, where I will be getting a lot of exercise (such as: raising a coconut drink to my lips repeatedly) and eating a lot of healthy Kahlua pork. When I get back, I will get right on implementing the new journal, which will require me to get crafty with Photoshop. Anyway, thanks for patiently sticking with me.
I Was Told There Would Be No Math
I need some nutritional expertise, Ointyites! Today we’re working on a big project, so for lunch, I went to the Trader Joe’s vending machine and grabbed my absolute favorite, the Mediterranean Feast. It includes hummus, a pita, falafel, tahini sauce, and taboule. Delicious, filling, cheap, fresh, awesome. The problem is, however, that this “feast” contains 860 calories and therefore about ten million points.
I don’t eat it all, however. I don’t like falafel, so the three falafel patties are shared with my co-worker. There are two containers of tahini sauce, and I only use one of them. But I have no idea how to figure out where all these calories are living, or how many calories/points I am cutting down by not eating it all. Here’s my theory:
A pita is like three points, hummus is probably another three (at most). The taboule is mostly tomatoes and parsley, but I’ll even call that two, and the sauce one. So that’s nine points—nowhere close to 860 calories. Is it possible that the three falafel patties are six points each? That would mean if I ate the whole thing, it would be sixteen points—that’s about right for 860 calories, maybe a little low.
What do you guys think? Is my estimating way off if I call this a nine-point lunch?
Mr. Updatey
Sorry for the delay in the update. I’m still working on the “new weight-loss-blog” concept; we’re naming it over at Big Fat Deal.
I went to a meeting last Sunday, not my usual meeting, and the meeting leader was hideously irritating. She had a squeaky voice and a high-pitched machine-gun laugh, and she laughed after every “joke” she made. It was so shrill and horrible, you have no idea. I will never go to a Sunday meeting again.
We had to fill out this stupid form, featuring letters of the alphabet. After eat letter we had to write a “non-gym activity” that we could do during the week. Other people wrote things like “P: Park the car farther away” and “S: Skip rope.” I wrote “B: Blow jobs” and “W: Wave your hands in the air like you just don’t care.” Needless to say, I did not share my responses with the group.
Also, I gained a pound last week. However, as Ian pointed out to me, what with all the parties and events and Hawaiian food and pizza and candy and pasta and wine, it was kind of like losing five pounds. This week has been far better; yesterday I finally hit my points target dead-on for the first time since I went back to Weight Watchers, it seems like. Go team me!
[As an aside, I got some pita chips from the office vending machine one incredibly busy day, because they had all this healthy stuff written on the front—all natural, no trans fat, only three ingredients, all that—but it turns out that the chips are: 1) About 8 points per bag, and 2) Really fucking good, as you might imagine. Now I have frequent moments of temptation surrounding the pita chips. I don’t normally care for chips. It’s very unfair that in trying to make a healthy choice, I stepped on a pita chip land mine.]
[Ironically, or not, I just got distracted by free food being offered upstairs. The food was gone, but there were still bottles of wine. I got two bottles of wine. Aren’t ad agencies fun?]
I forget what the hell I was going to say. Oh, I didn’t join the gym either, but I did put my gym clothes in my car. One step closer!
No Cookie
I'm toying with the idea of starting a new weight loss blog (fresh start and comment notification and all that) but haven't thought of anything to call it yet. I'll keep you posted.
Anyway, I was very very very brave today and went to my Weight Watchers meeting. As I was driving across town I thought of a bunch of reasons I shouldn't go: I can't afford the weekly fee. They'll make me pay for missing the past two weeks. They'll scold me because I gained the 3.8 pounds back. I don't have time. I should go shopping instead. I'll go next week.
Last week, after I missed my second meeting in a row, Weight Watchers sent me an encouraging postcard in the mail that said "We're here for you!" Believe it or not, thinking about that postcard helped me decide to go. I knew the ladies at Weight Watchers would be kind and encouraging, regardless of the number on the scale. Also, if I was going to get back on track this week, I wanted to be rewarded next week with a loss.
What happened the past two weeks? Well I went camping, but mostly my eating was totally off the rails. I ate Jack in the Box, pizza, sandwiches, candy, pita chips which are a million points, and more. There's a bakery right by the Starbucks right by campus; I had more than one breakfast consisting of a chocolate chip cookie. In other words, I was totally out of control. By the time I get to my second job, I've been up for hours and hours and I'm so hungry, but I can't have lunch until 3, by which time I am ready to eat THE ENTIRE WORLD, and so I do. The schedule hasn't been good, the eating hasn't been good, it just all around hasn't been good.
In a complete "gift from the gods" moment, I had lost another pound, bringing my total loss down to 4.8 for the past month. That is a freaking miracle. The lesson here is that if you feel out of control, you will lose touch with your body to the extent that you can convince yourself you're gaining when you're losing, and probably vice versa. The other lesson is that going to meetings is good, if you need the meetings to help you. Which I definitely do.
We also did "storyboarding" today, where you have to figure out your goal and how to get there. My goal was to stop feeling self-conscious about my fat ALL THE TIME. My mini-goals are: 1) Get to the 5-pound mark, 2) Join the gym, 3) Work out on my lunch break at least once this week. If I can do this, my reward will be to buy an item of clothing that makes me feel good about myself.
I may be significantly overweight, but I'm not significantly above the place where I at least feel good about myself and not like I'm splooging all over the place. I want to get back to that place, and now I have a plan to get there.
Week 1
And here we are again! I ended up yesterday at about 31 points, which was too many, but still a lot better and more mindful than if I'd had a blowout and not thought about it at all. I posted a first-week loss of 3.8 pounds! So we're off and running.
My mind has just gone totally blank. I'm sure I will think of something to say later.
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