Thursday, July 21, 2011

Hungry, hungry Hippo!

Remember that game? It was so fun to get your hippo to eat the most balls. The great thing was the hippos never got any bigger no matter how many balls they ate. Who doesn't love a game that encourages eating as much, as fast as you can? Last night I became a hungry, hungry hippo. I ate 6 waffles in one sitting, an omelet and 2 pieces of turkey bacon. I would've have definitely won had this been a game.
First, I started off with an omelet, 2 pieces of turkey bacon and 2 whole grain waffles. It was fine I had the points but after eating that I wanted two more waffles and then again another 2 more waffles. Needless to say yesterday was a rough day. In fact the whole day had been off at least with my emotions. Yesterday was one of those rare days when I was pretty down in the dumps. Luckily those are pretty rare, thanks antidepressants. :)
So today I went back and tracked all my food from my giant feast and am now feeling better about it.

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Oh Scale!

I have a complicated relationship with my scale, in fact I dare to say most people have a complicated relationship with their scale. It's a love/hate relationship. I love it when it says there's less of me but I hate it when I say there's more of me. It's not only my personal scale that these emotions relegated to it's my Mom's scale, my Grandma's scale, my friends scales, the scale at the doctor, the gym and the scale I had to step on in Vegas before getting in a helicopter. My own personal scale takes the brunt of this relationship though. In fact, if this were a real relationship I would have dumped my scale by now. We may have gotten back together a few times and tried to make it work but ultimately I would have dropped it's sorry butt! I avoided my scale the week before I left for Vegas and managed to avoid all scales with the exception of the helicopter scale, until this morning. I finally had the courage to step on the scale in my mom's house. I hate that the mere sight of a scale freaks me out but it's a necessary evil for me at least. Although this particular scale is up it wasn't horrible considering I've been on vacation for the past 2.5 weeks. The good thing about putting on my big girl panties and stepping on the scale, I went on a walk directly after and have managed to track all my food so far today. Oh the power of the scale!