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meccahiI've stopped counting the days that it's been since I've had a smoke, or caffeine, or soda. But so far.. I've managed to abstain from all three. I DID take a drag of Grogs smoky treat before I dropped him off at the airport. But still... there it is.
What's interesting is that I really don't crave the cigarettes. I miss Soda. Really miss soda. But.. I'd rather not have the dependency, and I know that it's unhealthy. I'll probably have one every now and again... but not for awhile. A long while. For now I've stuck with water with lemon juice.
I've also stopped eating refined sugars. I think it's been about a week now . This is the exceptionally hard part for me because i LOVE CAKE. And I mean that in every figurative, literal, and emotional way you can think of. I love things like cake, and chocolate. I've been fairly good the past couple of years about not indulging often.. but man.. CAKE. NO CAKE???
Yup. No cake. No candies. No ice cream. No Chocolate.
This also isn't a forever "I'm never eating you again my sweet deliciousness" pact. It's more of just, breaking my bad habits. Eating it once every couple of months instead of every few days.
Next step is more exercise.
There's been some HI-Larity in this department.
I have a giant exercise machine. It's called a "Captain's Chair". It's fabulous for working the lower abs, and for arms and legs. It's kind of hard to describe.
Well it looks like this.
The "machine" ( have no idea what to call it since it has no moving parts.. apparatus?) is rather large. And bulky. It's also been sitting outside for a couple of years because I've been trying to make room in the house. But This thing was the reason I had a super-fly body when I lived in Georgia, so dammit, it's coming back into the house. No more exile!
Yeah. I forget. My house, has teeeeeny tiny doorways. And "the apparatus" is not light. I dragged in about 500 feet from the backyard to the front door. It's also approximately 10 feet tall. I'm 5'2. This things got me beat by a long shot. But still I persevere.
I managed to wiggle it past the front door, since that's the widest door in the house. I then try and pull a Houdini and get it past the entry door into the kitchen.
It was like reliving an episode of Looney Tunes. The bottom of the thing has long balancing beams ( like feet).. so that you don't tip over and land on your face and have all your friends and neighbors laugh hysterically while trying to achieve washboard abs.
Our door is 30 inches wide. The "feet" when turned onto their narrowest.. are 34 inches.
Boned. Totally boned.
I start to disassemble the machine, since I knew this was a losing battle.
Unfortunately, the right sized Allen wrench has escaped, and is now probably wandering the world freely with a spoon,a holy idol, and a can of pork and beans.
I tried every Allen wrench I own ( approximately 15).. no dice. Balls.
Long story short, there was an adventure involving JB Weld, time and some creative ingenuity.
The machine is now in pieces in the kitchen, and will, at some point soon, migrate to the middle room, where it shall be erected again in all its washboard ab goodness.
I don't want to exercise now. I'm exhausted.
It's 43 degrees. 43. Oh how I would love to have actual heat. I've pretty much just toted my tiny space heater wherever I'm at. To all those who were under the opinion that adobe houses were insulating. Thhhhppppdt.
I think our adobe is broken. It holds in cold when it's cold. When it's 60 degrees out, it will be 50-ish in the house. But say if it's 105 outside? It will be 110 inside the house.
Totally Broken.
I have also learned how to effectively rip out a hard drive, and a power supply from a desktop puter. I learned how to put them back in too. I just don't know how to make them work.
Went to the rent's place for a family dinner since my cousin was in town. There was mass amounts of leftovers since Mum had decided to get a 20 lb turkey. I take a couple bags home with me. But I've been getting sick of turkey. I tried making some soup with it, which was good. Lots of sugar snap peas, some Garlic Garni seasoning, and some cajun seasoning. Pretty damn tasty actually. But I've become bored with that as well. So tonight I tried something different. Not exactly healthy ... but different. My simple recipe..
Gather turkey bits.
Toss in pan with melting butter.
Brown on both sides.
Add more butter. Butter is good. Butter is your friend.
Add a pinch of salt.
NOM!!
My gods it was tasty.
Still have a scads upon scads to do. I should get with that.
What's interesting is that I really don't crave the cigarettes. I miss Soda. Really miss soda. But.. I'd rather not have the dependency, and I know that it's unhealthy. I'll probably have one every now and again... but not for awhile. A long while. For now I've stuck with water with lemon juice.
I've also stopped eating refined sugars. I think it's been about a week now . This is the exceptionally hard part for me because i LOVE CAKE. And I mean that in every figurative, literal, and emotional way you can think of. I love things like cake, and chocolate. I've been fairly good the past couple of years about not indulging often.. but man.. CAKE. NO CAKE???
Yup. No cake. No candies. No ice cream. No Chocolate.
This also isn't a forever "I'm never eating you again my sweet deliciousness" pact. It's more of just, breaking my bad habits. Eating it once every couple of months instead of every few days.
Next step is more exercise.
There's been some HI-Larity in this department.
I have a giant exercise machine. It's called a "Captain's Chair". It's fabulous for working the lower abs, and for arms and legs. It's kind of hard to describe.
Well it looks like this.
The "machine" ( have no idea what to call it since it has no moving parts.. apparatus?) is rather large. And bulky. It's also been sitting outside for a couple of years because I've been trying to make room in the house. But This thing was the reason I had a super-fly body when I lived in Georgia, so dammit, it's coming back into the house. No more exile!
Yeah. I forget. My house, has teeeeeny tiny doorways. And "the apparatus" is not light. I dragged in about 500 feet from the backyard to the front door. It's also approximately 10 feet tall. I'm 5'2. This things got me beat by a long shot. But still I persevere.
I managed to wiggle it past the front door, since that's the widest door in the house. I then try and pull a Houdini and get it past the entry door into the kitchen.
It was like reliving an episode of Looney Tunes. The bottom of the thing has long balancing beams ( like feet).. so that you don't tip over and land on your face and have all your friends and neighbors laugh hysterically while trying to achieve washboard abs.
Our door is 30 inches wide. The "feet" when turned onto their narrowest.. are 34 inches.
Boned. Totally boned.
I start to disassemble the machine, since I knew this was a losing battle.
Unfortunately, the right sized Allen wrench has escaped, and is now probably wandering the world freely with a spoon,a holy idol, and a can of pork and beans.
I tried every Allen wrench I own ( approximately 15).. no dice. Balls.
Long story short, there was an adventure involving JB Weld, time and some creative ingenuity.
The machine is now in pieces in the kitchen, and will, at some point soon, migrate to the middle room, where it shall be erected again in all its washboard ab goodness.
I don't want to exercise now. I'm exhausted.
It's 43 degrees. 43. Oh how I would love to have actual heat. I've pretty much just toted my tiny space heater wherever I'm at. To all those who were under the opinion that adobe houses were insulating. Thhhhppppdt.
I think our adobe is broken. It holds in cold when it's cold. When it's 60 degrees out, it will be 50-ish in the house. But say if it's 105 outside? It will be 110 inside the house.
Totally Broken.
I have also learned how to effectively rip out a hard drive, and a power supply from a desktop puter. I learned how to put them back in too. I just don't know how to make them work.
Went to the rent's place for a family dinner since my cousin was in town. There was mass amounts of leftovers since Mum had decided to get a 20 lb turkey. I take a couple bags home with me. But I've been getting sick of turkey. I tried making some soup with it, which was good. Lots of sugar snap peas, some Garlic Garni seasoning, and some cajun seasoning. Pretty damn tasty actually. But I've become bored with that as well. So tonight I tried something different. Not exactly healthy ... but different. My simple recipe..
Gather turkey bits.
Toss in pan with melting butter.
Brown on both sides.
Add more butter. Butter is good. Butter is your friend.
Add a pinch of salt.
NOM!!
My gods it was tasty.
Still have a scads upon scads to do. I should get with that.
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Date: 2009-01-08 04:56 pm (UTC)You should shower w/ all your white refined sugar. bad for you, but oh so good to shower w/ a sugar scrub. Your skin will look divine.
You probably burned a lot of cals just from trying to get the damn ab machine through the door!
Miss you