Monday, August 31, 2009

Not dead.

Just addicted to the Twilight series and a tad angry at myself as a result.  I’ve spent all my free time lately reading (or sleeping, as I’ve stayed up quite late reading a couple days this week).  It was a little over a week ago (I think?) that I started reading them, and I’m already on the home stretch of the 4th book.  And I’ve turned into one of those people I swore I’d never be like…I’ve bought the movie and watched it several times, and today I bought the soundtrack.

I need therapy.

I’m feeling a bit full and remorseful because mom and I ate at Bonefish Grill tonight, and I didn’t make the best choices in the world.  I don’t feel too bad about it, because I haven’t been eating much lately during the day…not sure what that’s all about.  I’ll try to do a proper post tomorrow in between getting new tires and prepping for a job interview Wednesday.  smile_omg

Off to read more Breaking Dawn while Son-in-Law plays in the background.  I love old Pauly Shore movies…I’m such a dork.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Bored or lazy?

I’m so hungry, but nothing in this house sounds good to me.  What the crap is wrong with me?  I had a pretty crappy evening and didn’t get around to blogging, so I’m making up for it now.

Yesterday I attempted C25K W6D2 but only made it 7 minutes in before I had to stop.  I’ve NEVER quit a day.  The first time I tried Week 5 I didn’t make it through Day 2 and Day 3 without stopping, but I stopped, drank water, walked a bit, and pressed on.  This is the first time I had to stop and could not keep going.  Oh my lungs could’ve kept going…it was my damned shins that kept me back.  And I was so excited about trying out my new Sauconys too!  heart_broken

I cried all the way home, and though I’ve googled my condition before, I’ve never really sat down and paid hard attention to my research.  I always just thought I was doing something wrong or my shoes weren’t right and once fixed, the condition would fix itself.  When I got home, I did some research and diagnosed myself with posterior shin splints.  All the things I’ve read sound exactly like what I’ve been experiencing.  The pain kept getting worse, so I’ve taken the hint and will suspend my C25K program until I’m better.  I still need to do more research on how to help speed the healing process, but I know that running right now is only going to make it worse.  And because I’m job-searching and have no health insurance, I’ve gotta be extra careful about what I do to myself.

**I wrote all the above yesterday afternoon, then abandoned the mission for a jewelry sale…it was a damned good sale.  I’m finishing it this morning after the fact!**

Another thing I was wondering about my shins – was I getting enough protein to help my muscles rebuild themselves?  I don’t eat meat, and though I pay some attention to protein, I don’t think I make it enough of a priority.  When I got home from running, I made myself a 2-scoop protein powder-filled green monster, propped up my legs, and brought out the ice.


Dinner a couple hours later was truly American, posing as international.  I had cheese pizza with ranch and grocery store sushi.  Weird.


Crazy, right?    I’m pretty sure I had dessert, but don’t seem to have a picture of it…boo.  Breakfast the next morning was a cereal/yogurt/blueberry/flax combo, and it lasted me a good long while.


The morning consisted of me finishing a job application, mailing it (yeah, they don’t do it electronically – who does that anymore??), then heading to Barnes and Noble to get my fix.  I was so embarrassed when I was there…you’d think I was toting around a giant book entitled My Genitals are Burning the way I was trying to hide the cover.  I’m a tad ashamed.  I got my Starbucks staple while I was there, a skinny caramel latte. 


These bad boys do weird things to my tummy.  They’re very filling, but I still get hunger pangs in a weird way.  Lately I’ve been in a weird eating mood – nothing sounds good to me even if I’m hungry.  I can’t tell if I really am lazy or if we just don’t have anything that “sounds” good.  So I skipped lunch.  Terrible, I know, but I just didn’t feel like eating even though I was getting hungry.  At 3:45ish, my friend Deidra g-chatted me and asked if I wanted to go to the Handpicked warehouse sale.  I had driven by it that morning but was too afraid to go in by myself…I tend to wuss out in big crowds, so I was definitely happy I’d have a buddy to go with.  (I’ll try to remember to take a pic of my haul later)  After braving the crowds and picking through germy bins for over an hour, I was starving, both from effort and from having skipped lunch.  I called Mom on the way out to offer to get dinner at Panera next door and was happy she took me up on the offer!

I had my usual, the You-Pick-Two, with French onion soup and a salad.  I tried the new BBQ Chicken Chopped Salad and it was pretty darned good!  The dressing was BBQ Ranch (I only used half of what they gave me!) and it had tortilla strips and corn and black beans, maybe?  And chicken that I passed off to Mom.


They didn’t have their whole grain baguettes, so I got us white when I should’ve gotten an apple instead.  Bad decision.  I was also a little miffed that they forgot my croutons and seemingly forgot my parmesan cheese, but apparently they went ahead and dumped the cheese in instead of putting it in a cute little bag like usual.  I didn’t need the croutons.

Dessert was a little ice cream cone with B&J froyo, unpictured, and 2nd dinner (yeah, skipping lunch really caught up to me) was an Arnold’s with chocolate peanut butter, a smidge of honey, and banana.


Bad Kat.

Thursday, August 27, 2009

Goody New-Shoes!

So yesterday I went to the running store…and was almost scared out by a pack of wild runners!  It would’ve been smart for me to call ahead, but nooo, I’m not that clever.  It turns out that they host a running club that was meeting at this particular time, and the entire store was PACKED.  I went up to the door and just saw a bunch of people standing around in running gear, so I politely yielded and waited my turn on the sidewalk for their pow-wow to be over.  It was so funny how they all filed out of there…I made the comment to my mom, “it’s like clowns pouring out of a Volkswagen!”  I tried to say it quietly, though, because any one of them could’ve kicked my ass.

It was funny, a couple of them walked out of the meeting before the rest of the group and stayed outside near us on the sidewalk.  I asked them if it was a running club and if they’d be done soon, then we kind of chatted about the group a little.  I forgot what I said, something about staying out of the way probably, but one of the guys said something to the effect of “pretty soon, you’ll be able to join them.”  Part of me felt discouraged, like he was patting me on my little-kid head, but part of me felt somewhat uplifted.  I know he was being nice and encouraging, even though he doesn’t know my story (I didn’t tell him why I was there or what little running experience I had), and it made my heart a little fuzzy.

Getting back to the point, after all the clowns had exited the Volkswagen, mom and I went in.  He watched me walk barefoot for a few paces and quickly concluded I was an over-pronator and needed shoes with more stability, turning up his nose at my squishy-soft Nikes with basic orthotic insoles.  I tried a few shoes and was overwhelmed…when you’ve got someone who knows what they’re talking about staring at you and waiting to hear what you have to say about a real running shoe, it’s nervewracking.  They all felt different, more “hard” and “rigid” than the ones I was used to, but it was hard to tell which one was better.  I finally settled on a pair of Saucony running shoes (which tickled me to death, as that brand screams “RUNNER” to me, though what do I know?) and couldn’t stop giggling the entire night.  I really really really hope these are the answer to my problem.  I hobbled around way too much yesterday and don’t want to have to go through it any more.

After we finished at the running store, we decided to go out to eat at Carrabba’s.  Now, bear in mind that this meal was pretty outrageous, but I don’t go there but every few months. 

I’ve been dreaming about this particular cocktail for awhile, so I knew I had to get one.  Their Italian Wedding Cake martini is amazing!  It’s got vanilla vodka, coconut liqueur, and…pineapple juice, I believe?  Whatever, it’s amazing.  Mom and I also shared a half-loaf of bread with EVOO and herbs. (These pics are all probably going to suck just a tad; lighting was low and I was self-conscious about whipping out the camera in close quarters)


My favorite salad from them…in hindsight I should’ve asked for the dressing on the side.  Oh and I was horrified after I wolfed the whole thing down because it had a fishy aftertaste…I hope there weren’t anchovies in the dressing.


And for my entree, I chose the Tagliarini Picchi Pacchiu; pasta with an olive oil and crushed tomato sauce, teeming with garlic and fresh basil.  Not as bad as alfredo, but not as good as steamed cabbage.


I only ate a few bites of this because Mom and I decided we wanted to share dessert.  And by the way, mom ordered my favorite pre-vegetarian days meal, the Pollo Rosa Maria with garlic mashed potatoes on the side.  The chicken has melty cheese inside and sauteed mushrooms all over…oh gosh how I love it. (Terrible photo warning)


So dessert…the Dessert Rosa: “delicious butter cake topped with pastry cream, bananas, strawberries, pineapple and whipped cream”  This is one of my favorite desserts, because it’s not too heavy.  I’ve never had one where they put the chocolate-covered cherry on top.  In my opinion, it got in the way.  They shouldn’t have messed with perfection.  smile_teeth


Complete with cappuccino!

Though I didn’t eat as much as I once would and could have, I was uncomfortably full.  Mom and I were miserable!  We didn’t want to go home yet, so we swung by Dick’s Sporting Goods to get some higher-quality socks than the dinky little ones I’ve been using.  I snapped a pic of the Carrabba’s roof on the way out – I know it’s a chain and ours is nothing special, but rooftop horticulture deserves a picture!


And check out this beautiful sky:


At Dick’s, I got some New Balance socks and drooled over a pretty bike helmet.  I don’t think I’ve mentioned it here, but Mom and I are getting our mountain bikes fixed up, so I’m nervous and excited about re-learning how to ride!  I don’t have a helmet yet, so I was keeping my eye out for a good one.  I don’t know anything about them, and this one could possibly be the most horrible choice out there, but based on looks, I was smitten!


After lusting over the helmet and checking out with my socks (and our re-usable Clemson backs, w00t!), we went over to the pet store because I’ve been whining about wanting a fish lately.  I got a cute little betta fish, named him Bertrand, and forgot to take a picture.  smile_sad  So he’ll have to make his blog debut tonight!

I’ve dragged my feet long enough; I’m headed to the Y to run, unless I walk outside and it magically feels 10° cooler; in that case, I’m headed to the park.  I wish I was headed to Greenville tonight to go to a baseball game with some friends from college, but I’m scared my tires won’t get me there…they’re in dire need of replacing, and I haven’t been able to take my car in this week.  smile_cry

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Blogging company

My cat, Brooks, is a very skittish little fella.  At any loud noise, he bolts faster that your eye can follow.  Usually if approached (unless you’re offering food), he’ll flee.  But most nights after everyone else has gone to bed and I’m up late reading blogs or writing them myself, he’ll come up to me and allow me to put him in my lap.  After a few minutes of coaxing and petting, he’ll settle down in the crook of my arm and watch me work on the computer.  Last night I was able to document it, but he obviously looks peeved with the paparazzi interrupting his quiet time.


Bless his crooked little nose splotch.

Speaking of animals, all our dogs are sick.  The worst kind of sick.  Where you wake up in the morning hoping for the all-clear but end up getting intimate with a bottle of Resolve carpet cleaner and rubber gloves.  That kind of sick.  So first thing this morning I was on clean-up duty and it turned my stomach so much I couldn’t even eat breakfast until 11am.  When the ick subsided, I was ravenous, so I made myself my waffle/almond butter/banana combo with a side of skim + chai.


Please overlook the clutter.  I obviously do.  smile_sniff

A few hours of job applications and blogs later, I made lunch from repurposed dinner.  It was my intention to make a sandwich out of the eggplant dish Mom made last night, but it didn’t go quite as I had planned.  There was much too much tomato sauce, and the bottom of my sandwich got soggy.  It was the messiest thing I’ve eaten in awhile…like a cross between eggplant parmigiana and sloppy joes.


That’s essentially two layers of eggplant, so I ate the top layer off before even attempting to squeeze it between two slices of bread.  It helped, but not much.  On the side were leftover peas and asparagus from yesterday.  Followed by this heavenly creature:


I really need to be productive on like 80 different things today, but all I want to do is sit and read.  I’ve been really anxious and stressed lately and would kill to flip a switch and turn it off for a short time, though I feel guilty taking “time off” when I don’t have a real job.  It’s exhausting being unemployed and socially worthless!  smile_angry

Worst pain of my entire life

At least I did better on my eating today!  This morning I started out with an old staple, my yogurt/cereal/blueberry/flax combo.  I’ve been eating this (save for the flax) for a few years and it’s definitely one of the most nutritious lazy breakfasts I can throw together when I’m not feeling like making something grand.  This morning I used Publix Wildberry Crumb Cake yogurt…this is my favorite flavor!  It’s got a nice kick of berry with some cinnamony sweetness…amazing!  I added Kashi Go Lean Crunch Honey Almond Flax cereal and a tablespoonish of ground flax.  Photo taken after I mixed it all up, because I was just too overzealous to dig in.  smile_wink


In the early afternoon hours, I went to the park to give C25K Week 6 Day 1 a try.  I usually do my running on the indoor track at the Y as I’ve stated before, but since I had good luck on Saturday with my 20-minute run, I decided to try running outside again.  Although it’s not as hot and humid as usual, I think it was worse than Saturday.  I definitely had a worse time than Saturday, that’s for sure.  Over the past couple of days since my W5D3 run, my calves have hurt more than ever.  This usually happens after a run, and the pain will subside over a day or two, but I’ve been extremely sore all weekend and yesterday.  I figured I’d do my run and they’d stretch themselves out and I’d be fine…I was dead wrong.  The pain didn’t hit me really hard until I was halfwayish through, but it was incapacitating and made me slow way down (which, if you’ve seen me “run,” you might ask if that’s actually possible).  I made it through all my intervals, but after my last running interval, I could barely even walk.  I limped a few yards and found a little sidewalk leading to a bench, so I tried to go stretch my legs (a crouching position helps/hurts the most), but ended up crying too hard to concentrate on stretching.  I was so nervous someone would walk by and think I had just gotten attacked or something, but I couldn’t stop sobbing, I was in that much pain.  I don’t remember being in pain this bad, ever.  I don’t even know how I made it back to the car…it hurt sooooo much to walk!

I’ve found over the years that I walk kind of funny to overcompensate for my ginormous thighs…because they rub together so much, my legs do a lot of the work from the knee down.  I think that now that I’m running, I’m not doing enough work above the knee…I don’t feel like I’m working my quads and butt enough, like all of the work to propel this giant amount of weight is happening in my calves.  And I’m also worried I pick my feet up at an awkward angle.  It’s a very distracting thing to THINK about running while you’re doing it, to try to mentally place every single part of your leg and pay attention to how you’re moving and following through.  When I think about it too much, I feel like I’m going to trip!  Though today a couple of times when I felt the stabbing in my calves and I altered my stride length, I could tell a difference.  I’m just not strong enough to keep that length up the entire time (that’swhatshesaid)!

So, 8 billion words later, I’m in pain, and tomorrow I’m going to the running store to hopefully get to the bottom of this.  I really hope it’s just my shoes because A) it would mean I don’t have to re-learn how to walk and then run, and B) I’m shallow and like getting new things.  smile_angel

After my run, I went to WalMart to get a few things and ended up spending waaaay too much money and time there.  Walking around the store definitely hurt, but it wasn’t anywhere near as bad as it had been 15 minutes prior when I was all alone in the woods, begging for the sweet release of death. 

When I got home, I was FAMISHED but couldn’t think of anything I wanted to eat.  Why is this happening to me so much lately?  I was really in the mood for some kind of Italian TV dinner like lasagna or ravioli, but alas, we had none.  So what do I grab first?  Frozen peas.  What the hell is wrong with me that that’s the first thing I go for?  It’s so random! At least they’re more nutritious than Hostess cupcakes!


Obviously after finishing these, I was still hungry.  I threw together a wrap that had my tahini hummus, some leafy greens, a few Morningstar “chicken” strips, some shredded taco cheese, roasted red peppers, and a little squeeze of yogurt ranch dressing.


All rolled up and ready to be DEVOURED, with a particularly weird-looking red leaf poking out.


And here’s a wonderful treat I found today at WalMart, Skinny Cow peanut butter and chocolate ice cream sandwiches!! Holy crap!


The first few bites tasted a little fakey, but it definitely got better.

Fast forward a few hours to dinner, and mom made an awesome baked eggplant recipe from Weight Watchers!  I’m pretty sure you just slice up eggplant, cover it with bottled pasta sauce, top with mozzarella, and bake.  It’s pretty darned delicious for relatively few Points!


Here’s my plate with some steamed asparagus featuring spray “butter”:


And for the ever-present dessert, Ben & Jerry’s fro-yo in a sugar cone!  I got these today at WalMart and am very happy with how they make me feel like a little kid and help fight portion distortion! (you can’t fit much in them!)


Ugh, I’m being a bad food blogger because awhile after that, I had some Chocolate Dreams peanut butter smeared on an Arnold’s, along with skim + chai.  Bad Kat.

Oh I almost forgot, I made a friend on the path at the park today…


This crazy black snake!  As I was hobbling/stumbling to the end of the path, I almost stepped on him!  I wonder why he’s all ripply?  It’s hard to tell, but he was at least two feet long.  I’m pretty sure (or I’m talking myself into it) that he was harmless, as I always hear black snakes in these here parts are nice.  smile_whatchutalkingabout

Gosh, one more thing…I think I found my first 5K (shins permitting, of course!)!!  I posted about it on Twitter (follow me, please!!!), but it deserves more of an explanation.  It’s one of those things where it seems like all signs are pointing me in the direction of this race.  Sign #1) it’s at my YMCA, the one I’ve been using week after week to train for a 5K.  #2) it’s in late October, about a month after I’m scheduled to finish my C25K Week 9.  I wanted to take several weeks after I finished so I could work on increasing my speed.  #3) And here’s the big one – it’s called the  PUMPKIN RUN!!!!  I am an avid lover of all things pumpkin…it’s one of those things that makes my insides all gooey and my head all swimmy.  Just the other day I bought two fall-scented Febreze room sprays and have used them more than is probably socially acceptable.  I burn this candle just about every day.  I get all sweaty and nervous like a 13-year-old boy at a dance when I think about Starbucks Pumpkin Spice lattes and Jack’s Pumpkin Spice Ale.  So, putting it lightly, I’m a big fan of pumpkin.  I really hope I’ll be ready in time to run this 5K on October 24th, because everything says I should!  I’m also trying to talk my best friend Catherine into running it with me…let’s cross our fingers she’ll want to and will be ready also – she’s got to brush up on her running, too!

Monday, August 24, 2009

Eating less ≠ eating better

Today I haven’t eaten much.  Well. comparatively not as much.  I’ve been holed up in my room working on job applications, making some progress but also getting sidetracked.  This morning I had to take one of our cats to the vet for his rabies shot, and I scheduled it at an awkward time…11:15am.  I had enough time to make breakfast before I left, obviously, but I didn’t feel like making anything.  I was somewhat hungry but nothing sounded good to me.  There are some mornings I wake up and have “morning sickness,” which means simply that – I feel icky.  Some mornings I wake up and know exactly what I want to eat, but others, like today, make me just sit there and not do anything.  I did have a Frappuccino to try to wake myself up, though.


Quelle surprise, non?  I shouldn’t buy these anymore…how many times have I said that already??  They’re only 2 Points though!  After I got back from the vet, I was feeling pretty darned hungry.  It was getting close to noon so I didn’t want to make a big breakfast, so I grabbed yet another non-nutritious item, a Hostess 100-calorie pack of coffee cakes (1 Point!) and washed it down with chai concentrate and skim milk for about 3 more Points.  This wasn’t the best choice; I would’ve rather grabbed a banana or cantaloupe, but alas, we had none.


I’m definitely headed to the grocery store tomorrow to stock up on healthier grab-n-go stuff.  I worked on the computer, job searching and blog reading, for almost 2 ½ hours before I broke for lunch.  I let my hunger get too far…I was shaky and weak-feeling, and my stomach was churning.  All I could think of was a comforting food, so I made a Morningstar “chicken” sandwich.  I put my usual pepper jack cheese and yogurt ranch on top along with some pickle slices and slapped the whole thing between two Arnold sandwich thins (gosh I love these!) for a 6 Point sandwich.  Obviously I was famished, because I almost inhaled half the darn thing before I remembered to take a picture!


And yes, my friends…that is a Skinny Cow Cookies ‘n’ Cream ice cream sandwich.  And it is 3 Points of heaven.  Later when mom got home from work, she brought me some trail mix that I snarfed down at about 4:30…so no picture was taken.  I was so hungry!  And I didn’t eat again until 8:30.  I didn’t have a “formal” dinner, but I ate some more hummus & Stacy’s:


I won’t be buying these again…they’re too addicting and I don’t need to waste my Points on them.  I haven’t even calculated how many are in a serving, so I’m being a bad Weight Watcher.  Speaking of bad, tonight I partook in some fried veggies.  Mom was making some for dad and I had a few of everything.  We had a little breading snafu, though, and they didn’t turn out like they should’ve.  There wasn’t much breading stuck to each piece, so I’m not sure if that makes them better or worse, calorie-wise.  I had a few slices of fried banana pepper, some onion rings, and 4 potato slices.  All dipped in my yogurt-based ranch. 



I’ve always felt like such a fatty when (ha, when have I not??) people say stuff like “oh I can’t eat that, it wreaks havoc on my stomach.”  I’ve always been able to eat anything and everything and not be affected.  However, in the past few months, especially since I’ve been eating healthier, anything fried makes my stomach tie itself in knots.  I’m in such pain right now that all I want to do is pop some pills and go to sleep.  I think my body is finally standing up for itself.  All these years I’ve put it through utter hell and beat it down…it’s finally feeling strong and confident enough to say, sorry, “fuck no, don’t eat that shit!”  I think I’ll pay attention and pass on the fried stuff next time.

I topped off my oil-soaked “dinner” with some Ben and Jerry’s fro-yo.  I’d had a few spoonfuls by the time I remembered to take a picture.  I am getting better at remembering…really, I am!


So yeah, that whole “pop some pills and go to bed” thing is really enticing.  Don’t worry, it’s just Advil PM, and I need both the Benadryl and the Advil tonight.  I’m allergic to dad’s smoke, and I’m in such pain from my run on Saturday that I am literally hobbling everywhere.  Going downstairs is murder on my inner shins/calves.  I’m scheduled to start my C25K Week 6 tomorrow (yay, intervals!) so I’ll try stretching some more before bed and when I get up in the morning.

One of Mom’s co-workers told her today about a running store in Columbia called Strictly Running where they’ll analyze your gait and tell you what you’re doing wrong.  I’m planning on going Wednesday afternoon to hear what they’ve got to say.  I use basic orthotic insoles in my shoes from Foot Solutions, but I’ve worn them for a few years and obviously run differently than I’ve always walked.  I really hope the people at Strictly Running can tell me what I’m doing wrong or offer a solution in the way of insoles or shoes.  I can’t keep this pace up if my legs don’t get any better.  smile_cry

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Sundays make me sleepy

In addition to making me cranky, Sundays are exhausting.  I actually managed to take a nap today, so that was pretty exciting.  Oftentimes I’ll lay down to take a nap and won’t be able to sleep, even if I’m falling-down tired.  So frustrating.

Today was Mom’s last official staycation day; she heads back to work tomorrow.  We wanted to start off the day with something vacationy, so we went out for brunch.  We rarely (as in, maybe twice a year) go out for breakfast, but when we do, it’s to Lizard’s Thicket.  I usually get a veggie omelette but wanted to do something different today so I went for a waffle with skillet apples on top and sugar-free syrup (how is such a thing made, I wonder?).  I also reeeeeally wanted a biscuit, so I had one on the side.  And sweet tea…I NEVER get sweet tea.  Let’s just say, my pancreas is pissed. smile_angel


Doesn’t Mom’s French toast look flippin’ amazing back there??  And here is my glorious waffle with the apples and syrup all smothered on top:


[Cue Homer Simpson gurgling sound]  After brunch, we had planned to go to Barnes and Noble to browse some books and get some Starbucks lattes, but we were too full for coffee.  We found a few magazines and a couple little notebooks to bring home with us, and I added a few things to my Christmas wish list.  The Daring Book for Girls and its sequel seem like so much fun!

When we got home, I was in a crabby depressed mood, so I laid down to take a nap.  Mom’s been talking about going swimming/floating out on the lake during her vacation, so after a short while she came to wake me up so we could go out and do just that.  We lounged around on floating chairs and each had a couple of beers…it was so relaxing!  When we’d had enough (i.e., ran out of beers and our skin was getting pink), we rounded up my dad and all three of us went out on the lake in the boat.


I love how this picture of Bomb Island reminds me of the island on LOST!  In the late summer, purple martins come here to roost and usually cloud up the sky.  There are hundreds of thousands of these birds usually, but we didn’t see any.  Maybe we’ve already missed their season?

While we were out on the boat, Mom and I snacked on some Stacy’s naked pita chips and some more of that flippin’ awesome tahini hummus, along with a Babybel lite cheese wheel each.  All day long I’ve snacked on almonds, so those combined with our snack on the boat made me not want dinner.  I had a bowl of cherries when we got home…


…and was debating whether or not to eat anything “real” for dinner when mom asked about dessert.  She wanted to do something fun for her last night, so we repeated what we had yesterday.  Frozen yogurt with Cool Whip, bananas, cherries, sugar free chocolate syrup, and sprinkles:


I hope this picture adequately displays how not-huge this dessert was.  In writing more in my blog, I’m realizing how it comes across that this week I’ve had some pretty crappy-for-you desserts.  Truth is, I pretty much eat dessert every night, but it’s usually never more than 3 Points’ worth.  Now that we’re out of vacation mode, things will most likely return to normal this week.  Which is good, because I just got some pretty awesome Skinny Cow ice cream sandwiches I’m dying to try…cookies and cream!!  The other flavors are only 2 Points’ worth, I think, so I’m hoping these are as well…haven’t calculated them yet.

Tomorrow I’ll start C25K Week 6 and I’m excited!  Funny how succeeding makes you feel more motivated.  I find that in Weight Watchers meetings too…if I did well that week, I’m more likely to stay for the meeting and even speak up in discussions.  If I’ve gained or stayed the same, I’m likely to either A) leave crying, or B) sit there and pout and not participate.  I’m so fickle.  But yes, I’m excited about tomorrow because it’s back to intervals!  At least for a couple days…I’m not looking forward to tackling the 25-minute behemoth on Friday, but I’ll cross that bridge when I come to it.