"I know of no more encouraging fact than the unquestionable ability of man
to elevate his life by conscious endeavor."~Henry David Thoreau
Thoreau was cool. This quote makes me feel like "The Gladiator".
Diary:
D:-as noted in the last blog, mostly beer.
B: eggs and bacon
S: protien bar
L: roasted chicken, corn, xs, vitamins
S: one bite of deli turkey - only one bite because I suspected a strange liquid had penetrated the ziploc baggie. After some inspection, I think it was the "freezer container" that had ruptured and whatever the insides are that are supposed to be "forever frozen" escaped. It is a weird blue concoction from some other planet that the astronauts brought back. I wasn't sure I should ingest it, so I spit out the turkey that I had been chewing and threw out the rest of the bag. So, I missed the S:
D: a few pigs in blanket. (hot dog in a crescent roll) and a small baklava.
Notes:
You will now note that I am adding todays D: to my Diary list, becuase I have gone "Doogie Howser" and am writing my blog at night instead of during the day. I feel this will help me to get out of work at a more sane hour, now that the sun is still in the sky, I can use that 20 minutes or so finishing documents rather than blogging. (it probably reflects better on my employer as well. This has been a trying week at work, so anything will help.)
two bad things about blogging at night.. 1, I will forget things that happened or research that needs to be done. 2, I might miss a day every once in a while if I am at a ball game, or out drinking, or on some hot date. (ha ha. believe me it will only be one of the first two.)
Nothing feels as good as a rolled down window on a 60+ temp day, with 80s & 90s tunes blaring out the stereo. "she drives me crazy, woo. woo... like noone else... woo woo, she drives me crazy, and aye can't help mysefph. na na na na badabadabadabada, na na na na"
Another thing that reminds me it is spring is Baseball. Twins home opener is on Tuesday, and I am going bonkers already thinking of how fun it will be.......... Twins to a 13-4 victory over Toronto tonight.... Today in the StarTribune, there was a huge article about my friend Kris who is the catcher for the local Eastview high-school baseball team. A nice picture, too. If I could find the article on the StarTrib website........ which I can't, for some reason....... I would post the link.. Well, I tried. If I can find it later, I will post a comment.
I like my DVR. I feel free to live my life without having to be home and watch TV. Now I can catch up to my shows anytime I have time. That is cool. I can skip commercials, and go back 15 seconds. I feel like my nerdiness has become complete. MOOHOOHAHA! Now if my PDA would wirelessly plug into the back of my brain, I could just download all my saved TV shows and movies directly into my umbdulu imbligata, and life would be complete.
I am also enjoying the Peach Iced Tea packets that I bought. I just dump a little packet into a liter bottle of water, and it tastes nice. It is like soda, only without the soda stuff. I am drinking one of these right now. (a little insight into my life 'real-time')
Last night, J-Man and I watched a lot of Alton Brown's Good Eats. We saw him make ribs, hamburgers, tenderloin, shrimp, strawberries, and other good stuff. Our mouths watered. It was fun.
Last random thought. I saw another cute girl at the gym. It isn't like I am a creepy leering pervert. In fact, while I am on the elliptical, my eyes are usually closed, glasses off, and I am concentrating on the mp3 player. However, while I am doing my cool down on the walking track, my mind will wander, as will my eyes. She was a short, brown-haired girl with glasses. She was doing these weird 'kneel-steps' where she would make very precise, yoga-like movements with each leg as she walked and stretched her leg out and then bent 45 degrees and completed the step. It was very deliberate. It was fascinating to watch, and after a while, I became enamoured by this girl. My workouts make my libido rise, and I was enjoying watching her do this workout. I think she knew I was watching her, and I don't think she was freaked out by it. It is going to become a possible problem for me as I continue to workout. I could see myself become frustrated with the rise in my urges, and the reallization that I am not quite yet a "good looking" or "attractive" or even "close". This might be quite a struggle.
Enough of the fluff... lets get down to business.
I felt pretty good at the gym today. I feel that Henry David Thoreau's quote today is what I am living. I am actively elevating my life and am slowly transforming into one kick-ass unit. I am just not there yet, but I will be. I can only get glimpses of what it is going to be like, but it is enough for now...
From the Latest Men's Health Update: (Have I already written about this stuff? I don't remember, but here it is anyway.)
Doling out food portions for a recipe or a diet plan is always a crapshoot; we can barely tell 3 ounces from 10. Worse, we simply shovel down restaurant chow until we're asked to leave. Nutritionists helped us compile a dozen easy conversions for standard servings. (The nutritional information may vary by brand and type of food.)
- Food portion: 1 oz sausage link (54 cal, 5 g fat) Same size as: shotgun shell
- Food portion: 1 tsp butter (34 cal, 4 g fat) Same size as: tip of thumb
- Food portion: 1/2 c mashed potatoes (112 cal, 5 g fat) Same size as: 1/2 apple
- Food portion: 1 oz cubed Swiss cheese (107 cal, 8 g fat) Same size as: 4 dice
- Food portion: 1/2 c cooked spaghetti (99 cal, 1 g fat) Same size as: fist
- Food portion: 3 oz beef (219 cal, 13 g fat) Same size as: deck of cards
- Food portion: 1/2 c ice cream (143 cal, 7 g fat) Same size as: tennis ball
- Food portion: 4 oz dry spaghetti (422 cal, 2 g fat) Same size as: the diameter of a quarter (when held tightly together and viewed from the end)
- Food portion: 1 c chicken-noodle soup (175 cal, 6 g fat) Same size as: baseball
- Food portion: 1 Tbsp blue-cheese dressing (77 cal, 8 g fat) Same size as: 1/2 golf ball
- Food portion: 8 oz lasagna (270 cal, 8 g fat) Same size as: 2 hockey pucks
- Food portion: 1 oz mozzarella (80 cal, 6 g fat) Same size as: Ping-Pong ball
The crisis: You're freakin' starving.
The solution: Grab foods with lots of fiber and water. (bowl of soup, dried fruit, high-protein string cheese in the morning, apple slices in the afternoon)
The crisis: You're cranky.
The solution: get complex carbohydrates, (whole-grain cereal with blueberries & milk)
The crisis: The scale seems stuck.
The solution: just move. Burn calories and lift weights to increase muscle mass, which will make you burn calories even while you're sleeping. For each pound of muscle you add, you burn an extra 20 to 50 calories a day. (And drink lots of water.)
The crisis: You have intense food cravings.
The solution: Keep a bag of nuts, fruits and low-fat cheese on hand. You need ready access to healthy sources of protein or fiber to offset sudden, out-of-nowhere cravings.
The crisis: You've made so much progress that you think, What the hell.
The solution: Weigh in to keep your eye on your rate of weight loss. Setting targets blows away complacency.
The crisis: You reach a plateau.
The solution: Throw in a few high-intensity days--an extralong run or bike ride--to boost the calorie deficit. If your exercise is mostly cardiovascular, devote more time to weight lifting.
The crisis: A voice in your head says, "I want my life back."
The solution: If you're meeting your goals, give yourself a break. Reintroduce a couple of all-time favorites into your diet--as treats, not everyday fare. If you've made it this far, you deserve a Guinness and an order of chicken wings. The baked ones, thanks.
The crisis: None. Things have mellowed out.
The solution: Now that healthier eating patterns are ingrained, your diet isn't a "diet" any longer--it's a new way of living. Most dieters report that significantly less effort is required to maintain weight loss; as the pounds come off, less conscious attention is needed to keep them off. In other words, the longer you go, the easier it gets.
more later...
Chazz
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