And not just back, but on yet another mission. Not a new mission, unfortunately; just the same one I’ve been on for the past decade or so. A weaker, less determined woman may have given up–said ‘I’m over this bull,’ driven to Cheesecake factory, broken open that display case and made off with as many cheesecakes as her arms could hold. Not unlike the scene in “Precious” when Sidibe runs off with that stolen bucket of chicken. (Did anyone else peep how they chose that scene to show at the Oscars a couple years back during the film’s screenplay nomination? Really?! Side-eye to Hollywood.) But I digress. The mission I’m speaking of is to simply be in the best physical shape of my life. And while that doesn’t necessarily equate to losing weight in every case, it does in mine. Yep, the neuroses is firmly in tact, and I’m still trying desperately to rid myself of this warm but unsightly layer of blubber that has taken up residence on my stomach and thighs. Though many eviction notices have been delivered, these particularly stubborn tenants have refused to leave. As I am swiftly approaching the end of my rope, I have refocused my energies on maintaining a healthy, low-carb, low-sugar, low meat diet and continuing to push myself in my workouts…as of today that is. Hence the rejuvenation of my blog.
I have to be honest here, the last month or so, since my return from Mexico, I’ve reverted to some old, not-so-good habits. These include, but are not limited to–following up almost every meal with dessert–(yes, even breakfast sometimes)–eating an array prepackaged snacks, buying prepared food instead of making it myself, coffee, coffee, and a little more coffee, and a decent amount of alcohol consumption. Not Robert Downey, Jr. in 1997 decent, more like 2 glasses of wine during the week and a couple cocktails on the weekend decent. (Sidenote: RDJ, I love you. Period!) Surprisingly, I haven’t gained all of the 7 pounds back, mostly because I continue to work out like a freak, but three of those suckers have found their way home and seem quite content to stay there.
So while I’m not setting finite goals like I did before, I am attempting to shed approx. 10lbs of fat over the next few months. If I can get rid of a pound a week, which in theory isn’t that difficult, we’re looking at two and a half months–right around Thanksgiving. Just in time to celebrate the short-lived friendship of my American Indian ancestors–(great-grandmom was a Seminole from South Florida)–and the Pilgrims…by gorging myself on enough food to feed what’s left of most tribes today. Yeah, I said it! *awkward silence* I’m sorry. Sometimes, I look down and the soapbox has magically appeared beneath my feet. I’ll go now. *Steps off, picks up box, raises one fist in the air and walks away.*
The point is, folks, I’m still on this journey, and I love having you all along for the ride. Over the next couple months I’ll be trying an array of tactics, but healthy diet and consistent exercise will be the crux of my regimen. I’ll also be posting tips as I go along and discover what things are working and what things aren’t. As of today–so far so good. A meal replacement bar for breakfast, (though I don’t recommend much of that. They usually have a lot of sugar or artificial sweetner in them, neither of which is helpful when trying to control your sugar cravings), and a hearty spinach salad with pan-seard organic, cage free chicken breast. (See photo)
Former Fat Girl Tip 1: If you’re going to have a salad, don’t waste your time and jaw strength on iceberg lettuce. Low on calories, but lower on nutrients. I opt for baby spinach salads. But if that isn’t your thing, go for romaine or a spring mix. Caveat: Stay away from frisee. It’s a weed that some weirdo decided was edible when it actually tastes like biting into a bar of soap. (And don’t act like I’m the only one who ever did that as a kid. …..I’m not, am I? I’ve said too much.)
FFG Tip 2: If you’re going to eat meat, try your best to make it organic, hormone-free and free range. I won’t bore you with all the physical and ecological implications of making this choice, but I implore you, for your own overall health and well-being, begin to make these things a factor when picking up meats at your grocer or butcher shop.
FFG Tip 3: And this should sound familiar. When you do have a salad, don’t sabotage yourself by adding a bunch of high-fat or carb components, (i.e. boiled egg with the yolk, cheese, croutons, high-fat dairy based dressing.) And in general, easy on the dressing. It’s should look like salad, not soup.
I hope you found at least one of those helpful. I figured that some of you may be like me–not neurotic–but interested in improving your health and fitness and sustaining it. So why not share a few things I’ve learned along the way. After all, I’ve only been at this for about 20 years. The way I see it, the road doesn’t end until one of two things happen–I have the body I’ve always wanted, (somewhere between Kerry Washington and Angela Basset)–or I’m dead. Either way, I won’t give a damn about cellulite anymore.