Running from the Fat Chick

I accomplished something today.

I know the readouts on my treadmill aren't accurate because things like calories burned are based off of weight and such.  I'm betting I actually burn more calories than it says because I think I weigh more than the average treadmill user.  BUT either way, the digital readout, after my morning run/walk, says I burned more calories than I ever have in a single session on it.

Sure, it's not much.  But you know how much that is?  That's enough that I'm not gonna feel bad about making homemade pizzas for dinner.  I keep them pretty healthy with fresh ingredients and such, but I think 372 calories burned is worth a couple slices of pepperoni thrown on top.  Maybe.  I might just do cheese with veggies and keep my fingers crossed that that number will equal a lower number come next weigh-in.  I'm creeping towards a membership in the 15 pounds lost club and wouldn't want to get wait-listed. 

Bread and a Question

What's the opposite of bread?

Don't say "No bread".  That's the absence of, and not the opposite of.

I ask because I am currently sitting here on the computer, smelling my homemade, no-fat-bread baking and it is inspiring me to do nothing but eat. 

 Luckily, I ran this morning prior to the delicious smell filling my house.  Now I'm thinking that if I could find the opposite of bread, maybe it would inspire me to work harder.  My timer says 23 more minutes until the bread is ready and I fear they shall be torturous.  I haven't had a slice of proper bread since making the dietary change.  Not because bread doesn't have a place in a good diet, but because I love it enough to eat a loaf a day.  I admit it.  I am a bread junkie.

But you know what?  I deserve it today.  My niece is coming over tonight.  She wants me to teach her to make Italian style meatballs.  We'll make some meatballs, I'll test her to see if she still remembers how to make homemade sauce, and then we'll eat them with thick slabs of fresh bread and veggies, and maybe wine glasses filled with sugar-free kool-aid.  Sounds like a perfect night to me.  Best reward ever for losing 10 pounds.

CURRENT PROGRESS: 10 POUNDS GONE 40 TO GO

I'm Think I'm Melting

Did you read the title?  Because I really do think I'm melting.

It's really not that hot here at all but heat is relative.  Two days ago the high was 64F.  Today it's 82F and the humidity is thick enough to feel like the air I'm breathing is a hundred times heavier than yesterday.  It's gross.  Hell, I'm gross.  I've turned on the air-conditioner and hopefully it will cool down and dehumidify quickly so I can get my afternoon run in.  Let me rephrase that.  I've turned on the air-conditioner and hopefully it will cool down and dehumidify quickly so I can get my afternoon run in comfortably.   I'm making myself do it even if it doesn't cool down.  I will not be fat anymore.

Know what's good on a hot summer-like day?   Cold food.  I'm not usually a big salad person, but I love a crisp salad on a steamy day.  Thanks to Christmas 2010, I just harvested my first bag of salad greens out of my Aerogarden. I also have some very fragrant basil growing. They're only 2 weeks old, so i only trimmed what I could to eat but they are thriving and delicious.

I'm looking forward to a time when I can order a meal in public without thinking the server is judging me for not ordering a salad.  Maybe I'll get lucky and this heat will help me melt off a few extra pounds.  I don't know how and yes, I do know it's wishful thinking.  Miracles happen sometimes though.  I can use and help I can get though.  This fat thing...  it's no fun.