I told you all a few posts ago that food would be an uphill battle for me for a while. Thanks to my awesome friend Lindsay, I'm now in possession of a Weight Watchers PointsPlus calculator. I had a lot of fun this morning, meandering through the grocery store and calculating points on ev-er-rything I thought I would like to eat. Now, I decided pretty easily that chocolate chip cookies were NOT worth half my points, but it is amazing how much really good for you food I like.
My Mom asked me today how I am doing this diet thing, and I guess it isn't as hard as I thought it would be. If I want something badly enough, I either wait until my free day to eat it or just eat an ok portion of it in the mean time. It's crazy all of the little things that you can do to make things better. Low-fat salad dressings, fat free mayo on a sandwich, clementines -- tons of little stuff.
For dinner tonight, I'm having brown rice, which, to my mouth tastes the exact same as white rice, but it's a bazillion times [yes, in my brain, bazillion is a legit number] better for you. Spinach, because 1) it's good for you and 2) I could use the iron this week. And.....Swali. It's this amazing fish that my Mom discovered and bought me enough of that I could feed an army. It's really, and I mean really good. It doesn't smell like fish at all -- it's flaky and tastes like what I cook it with, which is a little bit of unsalted butter, garlic and lemon pepper. I Googled it when I got it, just because I've never heard of it, but apparently it's relatively new. It's farmed out of Vietnam and it's C-H-E-A-P and piece of cake to actually cook. I'm highly recommending it.
Ok, you all need to be sitting down for this next statement, so you don't die of shock, but.....I am beginning to L-O-V-E the gym. Pick yourself up off that floor and keep reading, it's amazing I know. Lady Gaga is becoming my BFF, along with a trashy gossip magazine -- I just start and go. It's still not easy, but it feels incredible. My legs don't feel like rubber any more, and I decided that I'm slowly going to increase my distance week by week. One day at a time, I'm telling you. One. Step. At. A. Time.
Tomorrow is my weigh day -- eww. Pray for me.
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