1) I eat too much saturated fat. I just realized this today. I wouldn't say I'm going massively over the DRA (Daily Recommended Allowance), but I'm probably meeting it on a regular basis and one or two days a week exceeding by 5-10 grams. No bueno. ...it's my love of dairy. It's strong.
2) My belly fat is getting out of control... probably no thanks to the above statement.
3) I haven't exercised in 2 weeks (unless you count 3 hours of vigorous house cleaning over the weekend... which maybe I should). This will change this week, though.
I did not weigh-in last weekend, and I almost completely forgot this weekend! My motivation is currently in the toilet and I'm in a sneaky self-hate pattern currently, so I kind of felt like the scale might make that worse, but at the same time felt like if I had lost or at least maintained maybe it would make me feel a little better... so Saturday morning I stepped on that scale. (holy run-on-sentence, batman!)
Official weight @ 04/28/2012: 206 lbs
So I didn't gain or lose anything. I'm right where I was 2 weeks ago. I'm okay with that. I know exactly why - even though I have been good on my calories and my caloric quality (ie: mostly whole foods), my body requires physical activity in order to shed pounds and fat. Diet alone doesn't work for this girl. It's tragic, but true.
I know I need to apologize again for really slacking off on my blogging. The motivation just hasn't been there for much of anything other than sitting on my couch, eating, and watching tv. Oh and sleeping. There has been looots of sleeping lately.
This week I have to just MAKE myself go to the gym. I know once I start going I will want to go. I also really wish I had a buddy. That would make me go more often for sure.
I have sooo many blog ideas I want to put up! Hopefully I can get to that this week.
4/19/12
So sorry!
Oh man, you guys. I'm so sorry for my total disappearance. It's been 8 days since my last post. Unacceptable!
I guess, if you want the truth, I felt like since I haven't been exercising I didn't have much to talk about. Obviously that's not true since I'm still working on the food thing, and I still did my weigh-in last weekend. There's no excuse. It's just pure laziness.
Okay, important things first:
Official weight @ 04/13/2012: 206 lbs
Do you know that means? I've officially lost 10 lbs!! ...since January 1st. Not quite as impressive when you look at it like that, but at least I'm really trying now and I'm getting back on track.
Biggest thing going on right now: I think I'm giving up on the Fit Female Workout.
I like the types of exercises, but for some of this stuff I don't think I'm at a high enough fitness level for it. I'm going to incorporate some of the circuits I can do into my gym routine and also put some focus on HIIT. After a little research, I'm realizing as much as I hate doing cardio (ANY cardio!) - it will do wonders for the terrible anxiety I've been struggling with lately. So I've packed my iPod full of some new music, and I'm committing to using that expensive gym membership I'm paying for. Plus I might actually check out some classes. I know, it's weird, huh?
Last time I posted I said I wanted to write out what I'm willing to commit to, my expectations of myself, and my motivators. I didn't do this. Obv. In case you haven't noticed... I'm excellent at planning and/or starting projects... not so great with that whole "follow through". I mean, the above paragraph is a perfect example - but in my defense, I feel like it's a good decision to back off with the Fit Female thing until I get my fitness level up! This is the first time I've done regular exercise in over a year.. so I have to be fair to myself. Also, it's not fun if you feel like you're constantly struggling with something. And for me, it has to stay fun or I'm not going to do it.
I went way over my calories over last weekend, but it was my birthday weekend so I'm not going to feel bad about it!
Calories for yesterday:
04/18/12
I guess, if you want the truth, I felt like since I haven't been exercising I didn't have much to talk about. Obviously that's not true since I'm still working on the food thing, and I still did my weigh-in last weekend. There's no excuse. It's just pure laziness.
Okay, important things first:
Official weight @ 04/13/2012: 206 lbs
Do you know that means? I've officially lost 10 lbs!! ...since January 1st. Not quite as impressive when you look at it like that, but at least I'm really trying now and I'm getting back on track.
Biggest thing going on right now: I think I'm giving up on the Fit Female Workout.
I like the types of exercises, but for some of this stuff I don't think I'm at a high enough fitness level for it. I'm going to incorporate some of the circuits I can do into my gym routine and also put some focus on HIIT. After a little research, I'm realizing as much as I hate doing cardio (ANY cardio!) - it will do wonders for the terrible anxiety I've been struggling with lately. So I've packed my iPod full of some new music, and I'm committing to using that expensive gym membership I'm paying for. Plus I might actually check out some classes. I know, it's weird, huh?
Last time I posted I said I wanted to write out what I'm willing to commit to, my expectations of myself, and my motivators. I didn't do this. Obv. In case you haven't noticed... I'm excellent at planning and/or starting projects... not so great with that whole "follow through". I mean, the above paragraph is a perfect example - but in my defense, I feel like it's a good decision to back off with the Fit Female thing until I get my fitness level up! This is the first time I've done regular exercise in over a year.. so I have to be fair to myself. Also, it's not fun if you feel like you're constantly struggling with something. And for me, it has to stay fun or I'm not going to do it.
I went way over my calories over last weekend, but it was my birthday weekend so I'm not going to feel bad about it!
Calories for yesterday:
04/18/12
- breakfast: regular oatmeal w/ stevia and milk
- am snacks: almonds
- lunch: vegetarian burrito bowl from Qdoba w/ fajita veggies and a coke
- post workout: whey protein fruit smoothie
- dinner: leftover grilled shrimp caprese from birthday dinner at Olive Garden
Total calories: 1,919
Calories burned: 492
Net Calories: 1,427
4/11/12
The Dreaded Sickness, Operation "Jessica Hotness Plan", Weekend Weigh-in and a bunch of other crap...
Rachel Cosgrove (The Female Body Breakthrough) talks a lot in her book about the importance of rest, relaxation, and recovery. Getting enough sleep, decompression time, and giving your muscles the proper time to heal and recover from a workout before doing another workout. If you don't put focus on these three things, your body will force you to put focus on them by... breaking down and getting sick!
Well, apparently my lack of sleep and my high anxiety last week caught up with me. Friday morning I woke up with a scratchy throat and a dry cough... by the middle of the workday it all got worse and it became clear to me that this was definitely bronchitis. I went to bed at 6:15pm, I couldn't function any more. I slept until about 9:30pm, watched Enchanted on Bravo, and went back to sleep until 10am Saturday morning. Saturday I felt so much better! I went and got my hair done, went grocery shopping (with both my kids in tow, no less), and headed to my parents for an early Easter dinner. Well, come about 10pm, I was done for and went to bed. I woke up with the kids Sunday morning feeling like I was dying. I had been up on and off all night coughing, and at that point my sinuses were all congested and I couldn't breathe through my nose. I went back to bed around 10am and slept until 1:30 that afternoon. Still no better. I went to bed at 8:30 Sunday night and could barely get up at 7 for work Monday morning. I DID go to work, though.
Today I FINALLY feel like a normal person. I still have the nasty cough, but at least I don't feel like I got hit by a bus. I'm not sure how doing a workout will go... and I'm not sure if I should try until I'm feeling closer to 100%. That temporary dip in my immune system may send me back into full-on sick mode again, and with this weekend being my birthday weekend, I'm not really trying to spend it in bed again. Maybe I'll just hit the gym and do some cardio and a toned down weight routine instead... I just really don't want to get completed derailed with my routine AGAIN.
*Warning! Warning! Pity Party Approaching!*
I'm trying not to focus on the fact that it's April, and I thought I would be about 10 pounds less than where I am right now. I understand that would have meant a pretty aggressive dive into exercise and changing my diet starting back in January, which I wasn't in the best position to do with a newborn at home, but I do worry that October will roll around and I'll only be about halfway to my halfway goal... instead of all the way to my final goal. The upside is, I'm only 10lbs away from my pre-pregnancy weight... the downside is: sometimes I feel like I've been trying to lose 10lbs for 2 years.
By looking at my weight tracking, I'm averaging about 3lbs/month. That seems so slow. If I stay at this pace, I'll be at roughly 171lbs next April. That's great, but I'd like to be there by the end of THIS year. That's roughly 8 months... 8 months at roughly 1.25lbs a week. That's seemed doable right? I mean, I'm not an insane person - I'm not over-shooting. A pound and quarter a WEEK, is just NOT. ASKING. TOO. MUCH. ...right?
So how to do I do that? Well, it means being realistic about my calorie deficit. It means working out 5 days a week, not two. It means 1600 calories a day, not 2000. It means restriction and daily motivation. Neither of which I'm good at. I think there's this part of me that just thinks this is magically going to happen for me. I never struggled with my weight until James was born. And I feel like it sort of magically happened in the 6 months leading up to my wedding... yes, I was going to the gym 4-5 days a week, but I was also eating Chipotle and bar food and drinking massive amounts of alcohol on an almost-daily basis. How does THAT figure? I'm sure only being 24 had something to do with it, also a starting point of 190 instead of 210 is a big difference. 20lbs is much less than 40lbs. Obviously. But sometimes, y'know, I really wonder if it did have more to do with the fact that I wasn't really obsessing over my food. I'm not even sure that I was counting calories.. or if I was, I was totally half-assing it because I didn't really give a crap. I just don't remember constantly thinking about how many calories I was burning or eating.
I feel like I have this little Fitness Life Crisis every few months. I'm sure you've all heard (read) it before... and then I up and change EVERYTHING I'm doing, only to go into crisis again a few months later because nothing is working... or, y'know, I get pregnant.
(THAT WILL NOT BE HAPPENING)
*End Pity Party Rant*
I guess I need to just sit down and figure out what I'm really comfortable with. What can I actually expect from myself?
There's this part of me that wants to say that it's more about being healthy and less about being sexy... but I have to be honest: today, right now, in this moment (and in most moments), it is ALL about being sexy. Healthy would be nice, too. But I am seriously more looks-centric right now, than I-put-healthy-stuff-in-my-body-everyday centric. Is that bad? Or is it okay, as long as I get sexy in a healthy way?
I'm not saying I'm going to get all disordered-eating over here or anything. I'm not saying I'm going to start lifting weights every moment of everyday or spending my life on the elliptical machine. I'm just saying, my driving motivation is pure vanity. The Jessica Hotness Plan, I used to call it. I think I've probably said that here once or twice, as well.
Okay, so, goal for this week: Write out what I can expect from myself, what I can honestly commit to, and what my top motivating factors are.
Moving on to other normal stuff... weekly weigh-in results are:
Official weight @ 4/07/2012: 207.4 lbs
Okay. Not bad. A loss is a loss is a loss. But for some reason I keep focusing on that 3 week plateau at 209... I'm going to try not to focus on that because it is past, and it doesn't matter. It doesn't effect my future goals and priorities.
My average calorie intake since my last post is 1,566/day. That is literally an average. I was, however, super sick over the weekend... I'm not sure a normal 5 day average would be anywhere near that reasonable.
I'm planning to NOT wait another almost-week before posting again. I'm going to plan on hitting the gym or the basement weights tonight. Stay tuned!
Well, apparently my lack of sleep and my high anxiety last week caught up with me. Friday morning I woke up with a scratchy throat and a dry cough... by the middle of the workday it all got worse and it became clear to me that this was definitely bronchitis. I went to bed at 6:15pm, I couldn't function any more. I slept until about 9:30pm, watched Enchanted on Bravo, and went back to sleep until 10am Saturday morning. Saturday I felt so much better! I went and got my hair done, went grocery shopping (with both my kids in tow, no less), and headed to my parents for an early Easter dinner. Well, come about 10pm, I was done for and went to bed. I woke up with the kids Sunday morning feeling like I was dying. I had been up on and off all night coughing, and at that point my sinuses were all congested and I couldn't breathe through my nose. I went back to bed around 10am and slept until 1:30 that afternoon. Still no better. I went to bed at 8:30 Sunday night and could barely get up at 7 for work Monday morning. I DID go to work, though.
Today I FINALLY feel like a normal person. I still have the nasty cough, but at least I don't feel like I got hit by a bus. I'm not sure how doing a workout will go... and I'm not sure if I should try until I'm feeling closer to 100%. That temporary dip in my immune system may send me back into full-on sick mode again, and with this weekend being my birthday weekend, I'm not really trying to spend it in bed again. Maybe I'll just hit the gym and do some cardio and a toned down weight routine instead... I just really don't want to get completed derailed with my routine AGAIN.
*Warning! Warning! Pity Party Approaching!*
I'm trying not to focus on the fact that it's April, and I thought I would be about 10 pounds less than where I am right now. I understand that would have meant a pretty aggressive dive into exercise and changing my diet starting back in January, which I wasn't in the best position to do with a newborn at home, but I do worry that October will roll around and I'll only be about halfway to my halfway goal... instead of all the way to my final goal. The upside is, I'm only 10lbs away from my pre-pregnancy weight... the downside is: sometimes I feel like I've been trying to lose 10lbs for 2 years.
By looking at my weight tracking, I'm averaging about 3lbs/month. That seems so slow. If I stay at this pace, I'll be at roughly 171lbs next April. That's great, but I'd like to be there by the end of THIS year. That's roughly 8 months... 8 months at roughly 1.25lbs a week. That's seemed doable right? I mean, I'm not an insane person - I'm not over-shooting. A pound and quarter a WEEK, is just NOT. ASKING. TOO. MUCH. ...right?
So how to do I do that? Well, it means being realistic about my calorie deficit. It means working out 5 days a week, not two. It means 1600 calories a day, not 2000. It means restriction and daily motivation. Neither of which I'm good at. I think there's this part of me that just thinks this is magically going to happen for me. I never struggled with my weight until James was born. And I feel like it sort of magically happened in the 6 months leading up to my wedding... yes, I was going to the gym 4-5 days a week, but I was also eating Chipotle and bar food and drinking massive amounts of alcohol on an almost-daily basis. How does THAT figure? I'm sure only being 24 had something to do with it, also a starting point of 190 instead of 210 is a big difference. 20lbs is much less than 40lbs. Obviously. But sometimes, y'know, I really wonder if it did have more to do with the fact that I wasn't really obsessing over my food. I'm not even sure that I was counting calories.. or if I was, I was totally half-assing it because I didn't really give a crap. I just don't remember constantly thinking about how many calories I was burning or eating.
I feel like I have this little Fitness Life Crisis every few months. I'm sure you've all heard (read) it before... and then I up and change EVERYTHING I'm doing, only to go into crisis again a few months later because nothing is working... or, y'know, I get pregnant.
(THAT WILL NOT BE HAPPENING)
*End Pity Party Rant*
I guess I need to just sit down and figure out what I'm really comfortable with. What can I actually expect from myself?
There's this part of me that wants to say that it's more about being healthy and less about being sexy... but I have to be honest: today, right now, in this moment (and in most moments), it is ALL about being sexy. Healthy would be nice, too. But I am seriously more looks-centric right now, than I-put-healthy-stuff-in-my-body-everyday centric. Is that bad? Or is it okay, as long as I get sexy in a healthy way?
I'm not saying I'm going to get all disordered-eating over here or anything. I'm not saying I'm going to start lifting weights every moment of everyday or spending my life on the elliptical machine. I'm just saying, my driving motivation is pure vanity. The Jessica Hotness Plan, I used to call it. I think I've probably said that here once or twice, as well.
Okay, so, goal for this week: Write out what I can expect from myself, what I can honestly commit to, and what my top motivating factors are.
Moving on to other normal stuff... weekly weigh-in results are:
Official weight @ 4/07/2012: 207.4 lbs
Okay. Not bad. A loss is a loss is a loss. But for some reason I keep focusing on that 3 week plateau at 209... I'm going to try not to focus on that because it is past, and it doesn't matter. It doesn't effect my future goals and priorities.
My average calorie intake since my last post is 1,566/day. That is literally an average. I was, however, super sick over the weekend... I'm not sure a normal 5 day average would be anywhere near that reasonable.
I'm planning to NOT wait another almost-week before posting again. I'm going to plan on hitting the gym or the basement weights tonight. Stay tuned!
4/5/12
Learning to Love Fitness?
I think my ultimate goal in life is to truly love fitness. I think I have a type of love for health and fitness now, in that I'm interested in it and want to learn.. but I'm talking more about the actual ACT of exercise. It's just so up and down for me. Sometimes I enjoy it so immensely, and then other days it's all I can do to take a 15 minute walk.
It's crucial for me to develop this love. My depression and anxiety are starting to get the very best of me and the only thing outside of prescription medication that really helps me stay in control is regular, vigorous exercise and a healthy mostly-whole-food diet. I've been doing SO much better on my eating and I'm thrilled with myself on that, and I see a huge difference in my depression with that - the anxiety? Not so much.
The anxiety is tricky. I spoke a little last week about how I am constantly worried I might die at any moment of a stroke or other such improbable attack. Sometimes exercise has a tendency to exacerbate this worry. All these things happen to your body when you exercise that don't always feel "normal"; high heart rate, profuse sweating, shortness of breath... these are all things you WANT to be happening while you're exercising, since that's kind of a sign that you're doing it correctly. These are also things that trigger my brain to alert my adrenaline that it better kick into high gear because... SURELY I'M DYING! This must be a STROKE! A HEART ATTACK! QUICK! DO SOMETHING!!
Obviously, my logical self is going, "Body, cut that shit out. It's just a little weight lifting. Really, you'll be okay. Really this will make you feel so much better in the long run." To which I get the response of, "LIES ALL LIES WE ARE DYING!!!"
So much fun.
Lately I can't stop thinking about how I never used to be this way. I never had panic attacks or high anxiety. Easily excitable? Yes. Panicky? Not so much. Unless it was called for. But certainly not panicky over some simple split-stance-romanian-dumbell-squats... okay, maybe "simple" isn't the best term there... but you get the drift. So now I'm wondering, do I need to throw some good old steady-pace cardio into the mix? Even though it's NOT part of this program? Is my heart maybe.. not as healthy as I think it is?
Mostly I'm just damn sure I need to quit smoking. It's so ridiculous.. most of the I'm-gonna-die anxiety comes from the inner-monologue of, "You know you shouldn't smoke and take birth control. You know that could make you have a stroke or a blood clot. You know how your fingers are feeling all tingly right now? That's probably because you smoke and take birth control and now you're gonna have a stroke." So you'd think - okay, what's the easiest solution here? QUIT SMOKING. I'm not one of those people that "nic fits". It is a purely social activity for me. I can easily go 4 or 5 days without a cigarette, but as soon as I go meet up with some smoker friends and they start smoking - well, I want one now. Now that you're smoking, I want to smoke too. It's also tied up in my idea of myself. Who I see myself as in my head. I see myself as a smoker. Who am I if I don't drink and I don't smoke? I think that's a big part of why I was so down during my pregnancy. I felt like I wasn't ME. I'm not saying that's the best me to be.. I'm just saying right now I feel like it's who I am and I kind of like that it's who I am. I enjoy being a smoker, I guess. Not so much the act of smoking - but being a smoker. I just need to figure out how to still feel like me, but without that. Might be something to bring up with my counselor!
Moving on...
So far so good on the exercise this week! 2 workouts completed so far and I'm even contemplating doing some yoga tonight (anything to help the anxiety). We'll see. Maybe I can even get Mike to do it with me.
In the meantime, here's yesterday's food:
4/04/2012:
Total calories: 1,969
It's crucial for me to develop this love. My depression and anxiety are starting to get the very best of me and the only thing outside of prescription medication that really helps me stay in control is regular, vigorous exercise and a healthy mostly-whole-food diet. I've been doing SO much better on my eating and I'm thrilled with myself on that, and I see a huge difference in my depression with that - the anxiety? Not so much.
The anxiety is tricky. I spoke a little last week about how I am constantly worried I might die at any moment of a stroke or other such improbable attack. Sometimes exercise has a tendency to exacerbate this worry. All these things happen to your body when you exercise that don't always feel "normal"; high heart rate, profuse sweating, shortness of breath... these are all things you WANT to be happening while you're exercising, since that's kind of a sign that you're doing it correctly. These are also things that trigger my brain to alert my adrenaline that it better kick into high gear because... SURELY I'M DYING! This must be a STROKE! A HEART ATTACK! QUICK! DO SOMETHING!!
Obviously, my logical self is going, "Body, cut that shit out. It's just a little weight lifting. Really, you'll be okay. Really this will make you feel so much better in the long run." To which I get the response of, "LIES ALL LIES WE ARE DYING!!!"
So much fun.
Lately I can't stop thinking about how I never used to be this way. I never had panic attacks or high anxiety. Easily excitable? Yes. Panicky? Not so much. Unless it was called for. But certainly not panicky over some simple split-stance-romanian-dumbell-squats... okay, maybe "simple" isn't the best term there... but you get the drift. So now I'm wondering, do I need to throw some good old steady-pace cardio into the mix? Even though it's NOT part of this program? Is my heart maybe.. not as healthy as I think it is?
Mostly I'm just damn sure I need to quit smoking. It's so ridiculous.. most of the I'm-gonna-die anxiety comes from the inner-monologue of, "You know you shouldn't smoke and take birth control. You know that could make you have a stroke or a blood clot. You know how your fingers are feeling all tingly right now? That's probably because you smoke and take birth control and now you're gonna have a stroke." So you'd think - okay, what's the easiest solution here? QUIT SMOKING. I'm not one of those people that "nic fits". It is a purely social activity for me. I can easily go 4 or 5 days without a cigarette, but as soon as I go meet up with some smoker friends and they start smoking - well, I want one now. Now that you're smoking, I want to smoke too. It's also tied up in my idea of myself. Who I see myself as in my head. I see myself as a smoker. Who am I if I don't drink and I don't smoke? I think that's a big part of why I was so down during my pregnancy. I felt like I wasn't ME. I'm not saying that's the best me to be.. I'm just saying right now I feel like it's who I am and I kind of like that it's who I am. I enjoy being a smoker, I guess. Not so much the act of smoking - but being a smoker. I just need to figure out how to still feel like me, but without that. Might be something to bring up with my counselor!
Moving on...
So far so good on the exercise this week! 2 workouts completed so far and I'm even contemplating doing some yoga tonight (anything to help the anxiety). We'll see. Maybe I can even get Mike to do it with me.
In the meantime, here's yesterday's food:
4/04/2012:
- breakfast: cranberry flaxseed oatmeal w/ milk, almonds
- am snack: donut (damn donuts at the office... my husband may have to be murdered for that)
- lunch: Five Guys little cheeseburger w/ pickles, mushrooms, mustard, 1/2 order of fries (obviously not the healthiest option in the world, but I was having a craving)
- dinner: provolone w/ some olive oil and sea salt crackers, two squares of dark chocolate
- post workout: whey protein fruit shake
Total calories: 1,969
Calories burned: 500
Net calories: 1,469
4/2/12
In Spite of Myself: Weekend weigh-in, depression, and a mulligan
Well. I lost 3.5 lbs last week in spite of myself.
Official Weight @ 3/31/2012: 208 lbs.
I did not work out one. Single. Time. Last week. All that talk of changing the week and blah blah blah was a bunch of malarkey! I pretty much sat on the couch and stared at the wall.
My depression was tres bad. (That’s French for “very”.) I had no motivation. I had to give myself a mental pep talk just to EMPTY THE DISHWASHER Tuesday night. It was downright pitiful.
Here’s the thing: I was not down on myself. Let me clarify: I was down. But not on myself.
Do you see the difference?
Normal Jess-Depression: “I’m so fat, I’m so lazy, I’m a terrible mother, I’m a terrible wife, I’ll never do anything right, my house will never be clean, I’ll never be organized because I’m so fat, I’m so lazy, I’m a terrible mother, I’m a terrible wife and I never do anything right.” Rinse and repeat.
Last week Jess-Depression: “I don’t care. I could workout, but I don’t want to. I don’t care. I just… don’t. care. I am done with life, please and thank you. I’m over it. No feelings. Just apathy.” And then I stopped caring enough to even HAVE an inner-monologue. That’s right. Just nothing. A whoooole lot of nothingness and wall-staring.
I’m thinking this may be some postpartum depression. I know my hormones are going nuts ‘cause I’m starting the Great Post-Pregnancy Shed – ie: my hair is falling out all over the place. I’m going to ask my doctor about it when I go in for my annual in a couple weeks. I’ll keep you guys posted on this.
So I guess one good thing is that I wasn’t beating myself up about anything… because it honestly just didn’t really matter at all. And even though I didn’t exercise, I didn’t sabotage my eating. In fact, I ate surprisingly well. I even stayed within my calorie limit including adult beverages over the weekend, which almost never happens.
Alright, I definitely fell off the exercise bandwagon. But this week I'm hopping back on. I even already did my workout. Just now, I just finished. I'm currently sitting here blogging, sipping my whey protein shake, and feeling pretty damn good about myself. Since I mucked everything up during week 2, I'm going to pick back up at week 2. So this will officially be my Week 2. Have I said week 2 enough? This means I'll move on to the next phase the week of April 23rd.
Now, here is something I'm pretty damn proud of - check out my most recent pictures!
Also check out my awesome new pink shoes... they're ugly, but they are pretty badass. They're those new Reebok RealFlex. I love them! I'm going to put these up on my photo page... I think there's a pretty noticeable difference. :)
Today's food:
4/02/2012
- breakfast: regular oatmeal w/ stevia and milk, almonds
- am snacks: organic peach yogurt, apples w/ natural peanut butter
- lunch: thai chicken wrap w/ baked lays and a strawberry smoothie from Tropical Smoothie Cafe (this was way more calories than I expected and/or wanted it to be)
- dinner: bagel w/ cream cheese, fruit shake w/ whey protein
Total calories: 2,214
Calories burned: 500
Net calories: 1,714
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