I sure do surround myself with good people. I received all kinds of great tips from friends today. Let me share a few with you.
Drink tons of water.
When will they make water that tastes like Coke? Or even Diet Coke, which I prefer. But ok, ok. I’ll drink the water. It fills you up, it cleanses you, it makes your skin pretty, it makes you pee. Walking to the bathroom 40 times a day helps you burn calories. Yes, it’s 40. You know me, you know my bladder. So, I guess what you’re saying is, it’s time to let go of that ER episode where the guy died because he drank too much water trying to pass a drug test? It left an impression, so I was being cautious about my water intake.
Consider Weight Watchers.
I’ve done Weight Watchers TWICE. A few things about it don’t work well with my personality. 1. I’m a perfectionist. There’s a lot to keep up with in WW. Being a perfectionist means WW becomes a full-time job for me because I must document, review, and maintain with absolute accuracy. Perfection is impossible. Therefore, I get pissy and resentful. 2. There’s a lot of math and budgeting involved. I’m not enthusiastic about either. I’m thinking once I’ve lost a bit of weight, and I’m not as stressed about being a perfectionist at that, I might be able to embrace WW again. I do really like their new commercial. Not the girlie one where the women are telling you how much prettier they feel, and how great their life is now. No, no. I like the manly one where they tell you you can still drink beer and tailgate. Hellz ya’. Now you’re talkin’.
Eat yummy creative stuff.
I love y’alls’ recipe ideas! Yes I said, y’alls’. I’m from Texas. That word is a possessive contraction. We’re talking highly sophisticated grammatical dialect. Anywho, please send me your recipes, I want to share them. The best one today was J’s oatmeal with frozen fruit mixed in. Sounds like dessert. But also, let me share that B puts thinly sliced apple on toast with natural peanut butter. It is absolutely delicious.
And now a tip of my own:
Borrow your friend’s baby.
The kids and I went out to eat with friends tonight. Pizza. Knowing I was going to have to report all of this to you, I hesitated going. But this is one of the main reasons I’m a fatty. I’m very social, and often eat out with friends. So unless I become a recluse (not likely), I’m going to have to figure out how to go out to these places and stay on track. I went. I had a diet coke, which I swear is being eliminated tomorrow, a salad, a pepperoni roll and a small slice of pizza- no crust. Then I grabbed my friends’ 11 month-old son, and entertained him, while everyone else finished eating. BRILLIANCE. Now, granted, this is one of the cutest babies I’ve ever seen in my life, but I didn’t feel deprived at all. And just in case you doubt the power of the baby, I didn’t eat the cinnamon icing dessert pizza. Ya, babies are that powerful. If you’d like to try this out, and you’re eating with someone who doesn’t have a baby, ask the tired couple at the table next to you if you can borrow their’s. Lose weight, feel great.
And now, for the record:
I drank more water today. I forgot to drink it several times when I went to the ladies room and had to double back, because, well, did I mention I’m a perfectionist?
I had low sugar oatmeal and coffee for breakfast.
I had grilled Dijon chicken with grilled veggies and red potatoes for lunch. Yummy Applebees. (My hubby took me on a lunch date.)
You know what I had for dinner.
AND not only did I use the ladies room downstairs, I walked upstairs one story, then back down. I’m crazy motivated like that.
Good night beautiful people.