tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-38619182008-02-11T12:19:52.135-08:00LauraBlogger213125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-62252652853656727992008-01-27T17:46:00.000-08:002008-02-11T12:19:52.172-08:00

From home, follow Monterey up to Ray, then back down to McClintock, then home = 1.4 miles. Home, down Monterey, across McClintock, down to Desert Breeze, around the park, and back home = 2.5 miles. Home, down Harrison to Federal, Federal to Metro, Metro across Country Club to Galveston, to Tercera, to Monterey, to home = 2 miles. Home, down Harrison to Monterey, Monterey to Ray, to Federal, to

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-33542224676310281292008-01-07T19:06:00.000-08:002008-01-07T19:13:12.150-08:00

Tomorrow is the first day I will be getting up an hour earlier than has been usual, in order to work out before work. Cardio, specifically - I don't think I should be trusted with weights when I'm 3/4 asleep. I'm still tracking my nutrition and exercise on Spark (just started up again at the beginning of the year, after a two-month absence), but I'm nowhere near as obsessed about playing in

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-86710823729537891482007-08-29T10:37:00.001-07:002007-08-29T10:37:54.917-07:00

Currently posting health/fitness/diet stuff on my Spark Blog.

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-68816830990364819932007-08-24T08:37:00.000-07:002007-08-25T04:12:50.382-07:00

Breakfast: Two slices of oat bran toast with peanut butter, green/black fusion tea with honey. Lunch: Four slices turkey breast deli meat, 1 cup cottage cheese, celery and carrots with reduced fat ranch dressing. Dinner: Half of a french dip, french fries, a beer, and two hot wings at Teakwoods Water: (goal = 100oz) 17 + nil. I've really got to do better than this. Exercise: Calvin and I

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-55071999850224129542007-08-23T16:39:00.000-07:002007-08-23T16:43:45.066-07:00

Breakfast: Two hard boiled eggs, hot tea, Fuze Slenderize drink. Lunch: Arby's chicken salad wrap, the equivalent of one small curly fries, a few sips of soda. Dinner: Two ears of corn on the cob with margerine. Water: (goal = 100oz) Minimal. Exercise: Feh Energy Level: Calvin had to talk me into going to work this morning, but once there I felt okay. Not okay enough to work out tonight,

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-4458082357834663022007-07-19T14:46:00.000-07:002007-07-19T14:50:24.322-07:00

Reminding myself, all in one post instead of dispersed among several entries: Avoid: Eggplant Milk, Cow's Quinoa Sesame Sunflower Wheat Yeast, Baker's Yeast, Brewer's Do: Work out 3x/week, evenings (Tuesday, Thursday, Sunday): 5 minutes warm-up 30 minutes full body weight training 30-45 minutes cardio, heart rate 130-150 bpm Cardio follows lifting Work out 2x/week, mornings (Monday and

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-28458810579773783562007-05-17T08:50:00.000-07:002007-05-17T09:09:07.650-07:00

Well, back from vacation and I only gained a pound or two. Back to tracking my daily intake since I want to lose about twenty pounds before the end of July - yeah, we'll see how well that works out. It's good to have goals, I guess. It was VERY nice to take a complete hiatus from concern about the amount and type of food I was consuming, and the amount of exercise I was (or was not) getting. I

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-47948574392994217822007-04-22T13:09:00.000-07:002007-04-22T13:29:03.370-07:00

A lot of weight-obsessed people, of which I am apparently (and reluctantly) one, weigh themselves every day or even multiple times a day. I used to work out with this one chick who would weigh herself before and after our workouts. As if that hour and effort had made a difference in her overall weight. I obsess in a different way. I am absolutely positively scale-phobic. It has to take a huge

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-39179857316900288712007-03-21T11:51:00.000-07:002007-03-21T12:06:28.848-07:00

I have suspected for a while that I suffer from hormone imbalance, specifically symptoms of perimenopause, which is really not uncommon for women in their 30's. Of these symptoms listed, I suffer from a startling number of them. Fatigue Cravings for sweets or carbohydrates Weight gain Hot flashes or night sweats PMS Feeling depressed or overwhelmed Mood swings or irritability Insomnia

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-31694574384044745262007-03-13T11:57:00.000-07:002007-03-13T12:12:06.744-07:00

It seems that I may have lost a couple of pounds. I'm weighing myself again this Friday, but clothes are a bit less pinchy and I feel less bloated. Let's hear it for the demise of the bloat! I'm tracking religiously on Fit Day - my PC program, not the on-line version. I'm working on caloric intake - weekly averages, mind you. Not daily. Because one day I'll be around 750 calories, then the

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-74925783931858623472007-02-20T14:05:00.000-08:002007-02-20T14:09:12.354-08:00

I never thought I'd hear myself say this. Or read myself post this. Or whatever. I'm actually finding it HARD to eat 1500 calories in a day. I was short yesterday (1313) and will be short today (1388). Actually, I think my calories will be even less than that, today. That's just my *planned* calories, I haven't had dinner yet. I mean, as problems go, I'd rather have this one than the

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-12081137631119571352007-02-19T08:03:00.000-08:002007-02-19T08:59:23.457-08:00

After meeting with the nutritionist this morning, we discussed the likelihood that stress and the metabolism thereof is what is contributing to my lack of progress. There was a lot of information about epinephrine and norepinephrine and cortisol and how the body produces it and what the body does with it, which made sense at the time but which I doubt I can repeat here with any sort of sense. The

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-60388483350446216032007-02-16T11:23:00.000-08:002007-02-16T11:24:09.789-08:00

I'm stuck. Nothing is working. Not eating right (see: next to nothing), exercising my brains out, eliminating foods, or anything else that has been recommended to me. The weight is stuck, and it's all around my middle. Something happened when I had my gallbladder removed to completely change the way my body deals with food and with weight. Now I have Michelin Disease - a spare tire around my

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-88006197952240341862007-01-08T09:22:00.000-08:002007-01-08T09:36:11.488-08:00

Water. Drink it. It's good for you, and essential for weight loss and proper body functionality. Eat small amounts, often. Portion control is KEY, and spreading out the meals throughout the day helps the body metabolize food. Which means, when you're hungry, EAT. When you're not hungry, DON'T EAT. You'd be surprised how NOT obvious that is. The body can fool you into eating when you're really

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-3473136376144622772007-01-02T09:56:00.000-08:002007-01-02T10:51:57.727-08:00

Resolved, Take 5,622 I have a (stretch) goal to be down to 125 pounds by June 1st. I won't mention how many pounds away that is, but suffice to say it is a worthy and attainable goal. I'm jumping back on the vitamin/supplement bandwagon again, and I must reiterate how much I like Puritan's Pride's website, for the amount of information it provides, as well as their "Buy Two Get Three Free"

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1159209065563145302006-09-25T11:25:00.000-07:002006-09-25T11:31:05.563-07:00

Is this thing on? Eventually I always come back to this blog, with varying degrees of determination in my NEVER ENDING battle with the pudge. For full details of the new "plan", see this journal entry. Suffice to say, I am in the process of eliminating food "sensitivities" (not to be confused with "allergies"). I'm on month three. For the first month, I eliminated the crap out of things, and

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1138219879348682222006-01-25T12:08:00.000-08:002006-01-25T12:11:19.350-08:00

Lo, the new year is upon us. A new year, a newly refreshed sense of purpose towards my fitness goals. This year there is the added incentive that I will be participating in the Three Day Walk for Breast Cancer in November. I am in desperate need of sponsorship, so if you are inspired to donate to this worthy cause, please click on the link!

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1123365073325585632005-08-06T14:28:00.000-07:002005-08-06T14:51:13.333-07:00

Saddle, Back in the I went to the gym today for the first time in ages. The last time I went was well before my NARROW ESCAPE FROM DEATH, anyway. Yes, I exaggerate. The sympathy of my pains is abating and I am guilty of wringing every last bit of it out of this cruel, cruel world. So. The gym. I have to scan my membership card at the door, and I think it's linked to their computer or

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1122356433687617472005-07-25T22:23:00.000-07:002005-07-25T22:40:33.693-07:00

Detox: Interrupted Prompted by a couple of, "Hey, what's going on?" messages from my dear friends, my readers, here's a quickie update. Wednesday the 20th 3:00 pm - leaving work, enthusiasm, looking forward to camping on Friday, not looking forward to all the stuff I had to get done in preparation for camping. Plus, hey! It's my birthday! Woo! Wednesday the 20th 6:00 pm - Calvin and I have

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1121624970210056782005-07-17T11:01:00.000-07:002005-07-17T11:29:30.216-07:00

Detox: Day 12 and 13 I've finished the 7-day Oxy-Powder cleanse with very good results. I feel a ton better and have lost a couple of inches off my waist. I'm now switching to the every-other-day maintenance dose to keep things moving along. Now is the time I should start the 6-week Para-Buster cleanse, but I'm going to wait until we come back from camping. I think I mentioned before that I

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1121488321937557612005-07-15T21:29:00.000-07:002005-07-15T21:32:01.943-07:00

Detox: Day 9, 10, and 11 My cleansing (and subsequent maintenance) dose of Oxy Powder seemed to be eight capsules. But things slowed down today. I don't know if I need more or not, and there's only tonight and tomorrow night before I start the every-other-day thing. I'm not going to start the Para Buster until after we come back from camping. If there is one thing I don't want to deal with

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1121194613643763642005-07-12T11:54:00.000-07:002005-07-12T11:56:53.646-07:00

Detox: Day 8 I feel good! (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh) I knew that I would! (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh) I feeeel good! (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh) I knew that I would, now. (duh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh nuh) So good! (uh uh) So good! (uh uh) Cuz I can poo! (duh nuh nuh nuh NUH!) Oh come on. Like you didn't see that coming. I'm happy. I feel well. Detox is working. But my relief is

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1121123616097395902005-07-11T15:33:00.000-07:002005-07-11T16:13:36.106-07:00

Detox: Day 7 Okay! Week one down, and not only am I still alive, I'm actually kicking! The liver/gallbladder flush is done, and I should be getting those toxins and stones out. I'm not going to examine things too closely in search of rocks, I'm just going to assume that things are working as they are supposed to. I'm making strides toward increasing my water intake, as that is highly

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1121017312330938392005-07-10T10:32:00.000-07:002005-07-10T10:41:52.336-07:00

Detox: Day 6 Hmm. Comments don't seem to be working right. I mean, the comments themselves are, but the count that can be seen at the bottom of the entries isn't accurate. Technology. Such a blessing. Well, here's something I didn't know until last night. Olive oil, when taken properly by the teaspoon, is a quaint addition to a salad, a pasta dish, or marinade (that, I knew). Olive oil,

Lauratag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3861918.post-1120961863382385702005-07-09T18:52:00.000-07:002005-07-09T19:17:43.393-07:00

Detox: Day 5 Ugh. I hope this is the worst day of this whole thing. Ugh. Oh wait, I already said that. I can barely even type this without doing that whole squicked out heavey thing. Those of you who know Calvin know what I'm talking about. How he can think himself into the dry heaves? Yeah. Epsom salts. Oh God, Epsom salts. Oh God oh god ohgod ohgod ohgodohgodohgod. So here are the

Laura