Showing posts with label dieting. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dieting. Show all posts

Friday, September 11, 2009

I Should Follow My Own Diet Advice


While on a diet:

1) A cheese steak sandwich isn't the best choice.

2) One lunch is enough.

3) You don't need cookies.

I blame PMS.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

Loser Mom FAIL

Up three more pounds.

I am officially four pounds lighter than the heaviest I have ever been (not including being pregnant with twins.)

Maybe bathing suit season will get me off of my fat ass.

Does anyone have any tips on how they get motivated to start a diet?

Thursday, March 26, 2009

I Can't Handle the Truth

Wow.

I finally found a diet plan that seems to be working for me.

Drink less beer, eat less food and exercise.

The truth sucks.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

Pardon My French

Trying to start a diet when you are PMS'ing like crazy is a fucking waste of time.

Wednesday, October 15, 2008

Just a Sprinkle A Day, Actually with Everything we eat for the next 6 months.

Sarah and I lack Pie Hole Control. We've admitted it on our blog we've also discussed it many times between the two of us. So we are using Sensa for the next 6 months in addition to exercising regularly. The Sensa system is supposed to make a person feel fuller so they don't eat as much. Basically it's a white powder you sprinkle on everything you eat which is divided into two compartments in a shaker; one side used for Salty foods and the other side used for Sweet foods. It's not used in liquids. The literature says we don't have to change what we eat, no counting calories. Right now we're not sure if it will work or not, but we'll be posting about our experience on this Tinkerbell Pixie Dust Diet for all of you to read. And if it works? We'll clap our hands and tell you, "We believe!"

Wednesday, June 4, 2008

Just as I Suspected

It is just as I suspected. I have a big belly because I eat and drink too much.

The exercising is going really well. In fact, yesterday I had a solo workout with Vionna because Devra was stuck in New York with some famous people.

Sometimes I think that woman knows everybody.

What was I saying? Oh, right. I eat too much and I drink too much beer.

At our first work out Vionna gave us these journals where we are supposed to write down everything we eat. Mine isn't even complete and it is embarrassing.

How does Devra always put it? I have no pie hole control.

I think this whole dieting thing would be easier if everybody just stopped brewing delicious beer. And perhaps backed off on the Tootsie Roll production.

All that aside, I already feel and look better. I'm not into my size 10 jeans yet. Fine, I'm not into my size 12 jeans yet, but my 14s are looser and that counts for something. Between working out with Vionna and Devra and walking with my temporary roommate Lori, things are going in the right direction. Just imagine if I was eating well!
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