<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570</id><updated>2012-02-16T09:24:01.262-04:00</updated><category term='Challenges'/><title type='text'>On dogs and coffee</title><subtitle type='html'>Surburban musings of a caffeinated mind.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>249</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-346910067254861989</id><published>2011-10-09T17:22:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T17:22:45.413-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Cornered</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oddly, I started this blog as a place to get my thoughts down in print.  I subtitled it "Suberban musing from a caffeinated mind".  Then one day it became a weight-loss blog.  But I gained weight, so I stopped blogging.  I had cornered myself into believing that was what this was about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Losing weight is a lot of work - counting calories, exercising, planning.  However, I've come to understand that my weight has little to do with hunger - I am an emotional eater.  I haven't met an emotion I couldn't eat through.  I celebrate with food, comfort with food, and use food to stuff down my anger so I don't upset anyone.  Apparently in my world I'm nobody, because I only end up hurting and upsetting myself.  I'm almost 50 and still don't have it all together.  It's time to take a hard look at myself and start the emotional and spiritual healing I need to do.  Guess I'm the stereotypical peri-menopausal woman off to find herself.  Frak, I hate being the norm!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I`m not sure what avenue this journey will take, but I`m expecting a hell of a ride.  Buckle up your seatbelt, and keep your hands and feet inside the car; it could get rough, but I know for sure the end result is going to be amazing!    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ttfn&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-346910067254861989?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/346910067254861989/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=346910067254861989' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/346910067254861989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/346910067254861989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2011/10/cornered.html' title='Cornered'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8198762741125467756</id><published>2011-06-19T20:13:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2011-06-19T20:22:09.387-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Denial</title><content type='html'>So, I have seriously been ignoring this blog. Much like I've been ignoring my exercise and food plan. I've been losing and gaining the same 10 lbs for over a year now. Time to get my shizzle together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing fabulous at the gym - 3 to 5 workouts a week. That stopped short a few weeks ago. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to stop looking for motivation and just get off my butt and DO IT! Stop thinking about it - I will just talk myself out of doing anything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate SOOOO much this weekend, my stomach is distended and I feel gross. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stress is getting out of control and I'm doing nothing to help myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I consistently put myself last? Why do I treat myself like I'm not worth it? Why am I paying for a gym membership that I'm not using? Time to start thinking about those questions and come up with some good answers, or change the tape in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've downloaded a ton of self-improvement resources in the last week or two. I've been bouncing around from one to another - time to come up with a plan and start to do the work. While I'm at it, I need to go put out my gym gear and hit the hamster wheel tomorrow before work. At least I bought a load of fruit and veggies to get through the week - and just finished cooking up a ton of chicken for quick "don't think about it" dinners to keep me away from the convenience food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, small steps forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8198762741125467756?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8198762741125467756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8198762741125467756' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8198762741125467756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8198762741125467756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2011/06/denial.html' title='Denial'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2083555400207140049</id><published>2011-01-30T15:55:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-30T16:00:24.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gym Love</title><content type='html'>AKA getting it all together.  Joined a new gym that opened half way between home and work.  So far am really enjoying it and am hoping I will manage to get myself on the road to losing weight   I've been doing WW Points Plus since the program rolled out and have really lost nothing.  Granted Xmas was in the middle of this time frame, but I started at 199, and was 198 last week.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really getting into a gym routine in the last week or so, and am thinking that will be the missing piece of the puzzle.  Anyone else struggling with the new plan?  It's the first time I've struggled this much.  Granted, I'm getting way too close to 50, and I know it is so much harder to lose weight at 48 than at 38.  This whole getting older thing bites!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just wanted to update and get this frustration out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2083555400207140049?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2083555400207140049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2083555400207140049' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2083555400207140049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2083555400207140049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2011/01/gym-love.html' title='Gym Love'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4604361533292535455</id><published>2011-01-01T18:32:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T18:35:19.433-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Forward Planning</title><content type='html'>Planning is not my strong suit.  I wish I could be really good at setting goals and making plans to achieve them, but usually that is just a set-up for failure.  Anyway, this morning I spent a little New Years time visualizing what I want to see when I look at myself on January 1, 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was interesting, and I'm still not done.  I don't have my notebook here with me, but will share some of my ideas in the next few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did journal all my food today, and am heading out for a nice long walk with SK shortly.  My new gym opens in 9 days!  Yeah!  So looking forward to the challenge of fitting classes in, and getting a regular fitness plan going.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4604361533292535455?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4604361533292535455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4604361533292535455' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4604361533292535455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4604361533292535455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2011/01/forward-planning.html' title='Forward Planning'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4350350160524733324</id><published>2010-12-24T09:51:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-12-24T09:54:21.551-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Wish for the Holidays</title><content type='html'>I would like to send a wish to everyone in cyberspace for peace and forgiveness - to others but mostly to ourselves.  May the new year bring a calmness and understanding of self.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be kind to yourself.  You know you wouldn't treat a friend the way you treat yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn - back to reality in January.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4350350160524733324?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4350350160524733324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4350350160524733324' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4350350160524733324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4350350160524733324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/12/wish-for-holidays.html' title='A Wish for the Holidays'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2770028013297030863</id><published>2010-11-29T09:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T09:10:27.035-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality Check</title><content type='html'>Back to reality time - stepped on the scale and the number started with 2.  Granted it was an even 00 after it, but I've let myself loose for far too long.  Overeating and no exercise is just not working for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been thinking long and hard about this blog - I've been ignoring it because I had made it too much about weightloss and exercise.  I didn't mean it to be so one-sided when I started it, it was to be a space to just journal my life and work through things.  Time to get back to basics and get working on this project.  I'm only getting well-rounded physically, not emotionally and spiritually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I signed up for WW online - new toys for inspiration.  We will see what comes of this whole thing, but I did manage to pick things up and do some jogging with the pupsters last night, and I had SK with me, and he needs to get some more workouts in for his basketball.  He's younger and shorter than the other guys, so he needs to be putting in extra time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2770028013297030863?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2770028013297030863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2770028013297030863' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2770028013297030863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2770028013297030863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/11/reality-check.html' title='Reality Check'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1896402902178035050</id><published>2010-07-19T13:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-19T13:49:48.901-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So the weekend ended</title><content type='html'>and I'm back to Monday Monday mode.  The extra dog has gone home, and we had a fairly quiet night (except Zenya has just started sleeping out of her crate, and isn't sure of what is going on LOL).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My weekend was not stellar food-wise, but today I am rocking it!  Started the day with a glass of skim milk (gotta get more calcium) and later had blueberries, All Bran, and greek yogurt for breakfast.  Got my butt out for a walk at lunch (and was a sweaty mess - thank goodness for showers at work).  Now I am totally enjoying my fabulous salad with greens, orange pepper, organic grape tomatoes, cucumber, black beans, 1/4 avocado and some herb/garlic goat cheese.  Fabulous with fig balsamic dressing.  There are grapes for dessert.  YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book "Women, Food, and God" was recommended by a co-worker.  I finished it on the weekend, and need to re-read it starting tonight.  There were definitely some things in that book that touched a nerve with me.  I've been fighting with my body for so long, and I'm getting tired of it.  I really need to get to the root of the problem and finally deal with my issues, instead of stuffing everything down with food.  Much easier said than done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to go be more productive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1896402902178035050?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1896402902178035050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1896402902178035050' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1896402902178035050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1896402902178035050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-weekend-ended.html' title='So the weekend ended'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2833922710696182722</id><published>2010-07-17T17:25:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-17T17:32:08.192-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So Hot!</title><content type='html'>Not me, the weather.  Sooooo hotttttt!  Makes me glad I had to stop by the air conditioned office to cool off for a minute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a massage this morning - heaven, but I'm kind of achy right now.  My shoulder is much better, but now the RMT can get deeper into the shoulder and do more work.  OW, but a "hurts so good" type of thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't gotten my sneakers to the pavement yet, but the extra dog I'm taking care of goes home tomorrow, and she is not the best leash walker, we will be heading out more often for our "doggie and mom power walks" in the mornings!  I'm actually looking forward to it.  I plan to work my way back to morning jogs in the fall, but I will be happy with 5k walks for the time being.  Same number of calories burned, just takes longer, right?  Actually, with two dogs having to sniff and do their bizness, jogging takes about as long as walking, anyway.  I spend a lot of time jogging in place, LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I really just stopped by the office to send a quick email.  Stupid Outlook decided it hadn't shut down properly and is not doing a check.  Sigh.  I could use the bb to send it, but my keyboard is starting to stick (the thing is almost 3 years old) and usually types in "William Shatner" speak.  Not very professional, and time consuming to fix.  Oh, looks like Outlook just opened!  Time to send the email and head home, although there is no AC there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2833922710696182722?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2833922710696182722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2833922710696182722' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2833922710696182722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2833922710696182722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-hot.html' title='So Hot!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7132095994355941395</id><published>2010-07-09T08:16:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-07-09T08:22:32.516-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Le Sigh</title><content type='html'>I seem to have been listening to the Negative Nellie voices in my head. I've been slothlike and hungry for the last couple of weeks. I get home from work, have supper, take the dogs for a pee, and then just implode - I've been falling asleep in my chair every night. Then I get up to take the dogs out, and end up going to bed too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to break that cycle! I will have to keep moving and engaged in something in the evenings and get back to my regular bedtime. I have a workout competition starting with a co-worker in the middle of July, so I have to get back into my morning walk/jogs with the pupster(s) again. Good thing both dogs love walks. Little Zenya has the shortest legs, but she just trucks along looking for adventure. If I don't got too crazy, we'll be ready for morning jogs come September! I've gotta get my head back in the game, and make time for regular posts, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go earn my keep! ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7132095994355941395?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7132095994355941395/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7132095994355941395' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7132095994355941395'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7132095994355941395'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/07/sigh.html' title='Le Sigh'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6454440592462100780</id><published>2010-06-30T11:48:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T12:00:57.998-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Operation New Me</title><content type='html'>Not that there is anything inherently wrong with the old me.  I really do like myself, although I do beat myself up all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, BK graduated from High School on Monday.  Really, I'm not old enough to have a high school grad for a kid.  OK, I am, but just humour me!  I've had an emotional couple of days, coupled with some celebration dinners, but I'm back on track now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - pineapple and high fibre cereal with UVAB and chia seeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch will be a salad with romaine, cucumber, yellow pepper, grape tomatoes, black beans and goat cheese (YUM my favourite combo) and Fig Balsamic dressing.  Can't wait and really want to be hungry soon so I can put it together and eat it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be dog sitting for a couple of weeks.  Our visitor looks a lot like Bear at first glance, so I am expecting 2.5 weeks of perpetual confusion.  Xenya will likely regress to her corner under the chair for the whole time, but we figure this is one of the things we do - have doggie visitors while friends and family are away - so she will have to get used to it.  I think she would be happier if a little dog came to visit, not another 50 lb border collie mix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This means a whole new routine starting next week - I will have to get up and make sure the pups are all walked, and I have to be out of the house earlier since I will have to drop SK at daycamp before I go to work.  I think with all the dogs in the house, I will be burning more calories walking than I have been lately!  Bring it on!  Unless it is raining, because I hate getting wet.  Maybe my good raincoat will fit me now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, should go get something productive done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6454440592462100780?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6454440592462100780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6454440592462100780' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6454440592462100780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6454440592462100780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/06/operation-new-me.html' title='Operation New Me'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7005509849464461263</id><published>2010-06-29T14:20:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T14:26:26.381-03:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I took a detour down a bad street</title><content type='html'>but I'm now back on the right road.  OMG, I totally lost my head and tried a high protein stupid no carb plan.  Yes, I lost 20 lbs, but OMG I am so mad a myself.  And disappointed in myself for taking the fast way that I knew better.  I am totally self-flagellating myself, even though a little part of me is kinda happy that my clothes are too big.  Truthfully, more than a little part of me is happy the clothes are too big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have, however, gotten my head back on straight.  I have pretty much healed from my crazy back injury and am ready to get back to some serious walking/jogging with the pups (because I also added a second pup to my family) and some amazing healthy eats.  I'm slowly adding the good carbs back into the diet and dealing with the scale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since confession is supposed to be good for the soul, I have confessed my weightloss sins and am back to my blogging.  I've truly been too embarrassed to post anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7005509849464461263?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7005509849464461263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7005509849464461263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7005509849464461263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7005509849464461263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-i-took-detour-down-bad-street.html' title='So, I took a detour down a bad street'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7586137649991722348</id><published>2010-04-27T13:00:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T13:08:31.418-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And Another Week!</title><content type='html'>or weak, depending on how you think of it.  Got my you know what out of bed yesterday to go for a walk/jog.  Fattdogg had a major upset stomach (TMI) and needed to go out.  I thought I could get him for a quick walk then go for a jog on my own.  No such luck.  Poor puppy's stomach was making a high -pitched squeel when I tried to drop him at the house.  Longer walk for us.  I did manage a quick jog around the block after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday I was at Costco and noticed some great priced sneaks.  I needed to replace my "everyday" sneaks as my "runners" weren't ready to cycle down yet.  Got a pair of Avia sneakers that look like the Sketchers that are supposed to lift da butt!  Wore them yesterday all day and then took them for a couple mile walk this am.  I notice my posture is different, and my abs engage when I walk.  Perhaps it has to do with the slightly exaggerated girly hip swing they encourage.  Oh, well, need to work the abs for sure and any little bit helps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, I signed up for a Twitter account as SKs teacher sent home a notice that the class would be "tweeting"  Too cute.  Can't find them on Twitter, though.  Sigh.  Hopefully  more info will come home soon.  Also, someone took my Espressomama user name.  Lame (and they haven't posted in 11 months!)  Sigh.  Oh, well, I will stalk all you blog ladies (and gents) and you won't know who I am LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now listening to the rain on my office skylight (don't be hatin') and planning alternate exercise/sleeping in for tomorrow am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7586137649991722348?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7586137649991722348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7586137649991722348' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7586137649991722348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7586137649991722348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/04/and-another-week.html' title='And Another Week!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4553083002990334968</id><published>2010-04-20T11:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-20T11:53:23.832-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Really!</title><content type='html'>Guess who went for a jog (OK, a walk with jogging intervals on the flats or downhill) yesterday at lunch?  If you guess me, you would be right.  I did it.  I was hoping to get out today but just realized that my lunch started 10 minutes ago, so I guess that will not happen.  However, the gear is here and the plan is to get out tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm  currently reading a book "Women with ADD".  I've kind of self-diagnosed myself, based on research I've done trying to help SK deal with his issues.  I know my doctor would think I'm crazy, but some of the things I am reading resonate so deeply with me, there must be some truth there.  One of the chapters deal with ADD and weight and I can't wait to get there, but generally it deals with how difficult it can be to keep to the plan to do anything; e.g you can't go for a run when you can't find your sneakers.  I'm not that bad, but my exercise gear is quite often at the opposite place from me.  I suppose I could save my pennies and get two sets LOL!  The interesting thing that truly resonates with me is the energy that it takes to plan healthy eating and activity.  I know I find it much easier to eat the same foods every day (yes, it gets boring after a while) particularly breakfast and lunch, so I don't have to deal with choices and can just pack up and go.  Easy!  In the past I have managed to hold it together for a while, but consistently fall off the wagon if you will.  And snack ADD (don't even get me started).  Going to the store to pick up a snack without a concrete plan in place is a nightmare that usually involves 3-4 trips around the whole store.  Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, my mp3 player is missing.  Anyone seen it?  Really, it is.  Good thing there is a music player on my phone or yesterday's activity would have been cancelled.  I for one can not walk/jog/run/bike without music.  Total must have!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4553083002990334968?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4553083002990334968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4553083002990334968' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4553083002990334968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4553083002990334968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/04/really_20.html' title='Really!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1294561737479266854</id><published>2010-04-13T13:26:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-13T13:30:49.880-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Really?</title><content type='html'>Really.  That is my headspace today.  I've been on a downward free-fall for weeks now.  Got my nerve up to get on the scale today - 196.  Ugh.  I have 1 pair of slacks that fit, and 2 pairs of jeans.  Wardrobe is not really stylin right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to be coming to a better place, though.  Gotta get out of my own way and put the sneakers to the pavement for a walk to get some activity going.  Luckily BK works tonight, so I have to drop him the car and walk home.  Unless there is a monsoon, there is to be no having hubby pick me up.  NONE OF IT.  Unfortunately my walking buddy had a major seisure yesterday, so I may have to do it alone.  Poor Bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this is step 3 on getting back on track - start blogging again.  No more hiding.  Step 1 and 2 were my healthy brekky and lunch.  Now, off to pee and drink more water.  That seems to be a major obstacle for me.  Major step in staying on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1294561737479266854?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1294561737479266854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1294561737479266854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1294561737479266854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1294561737479266854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/04/really.html' title='Really?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-180006373606483009</id><published>2010-04-01T15:19:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:27:20.668-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Count Down is On!</title><content type='html'>Sanity returning soon.  Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why it takes me so long to figure out my problem this time of year.  My dad passed on March 20 6 years ago, and my mom passed on April 2 10 years ago.  And I wonder why I am weepy, hyper sensitive, and moody and cranky and don't sleep well these 2 weeks every year.  Jeesh.  I need to give myself a bit more of a break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The worst part is that BKs birthday is also April 2.  Thanks Mom.  Needed that.  Sigh.  I just choose to think about the fact that he has a really special angel watching over him, as he spent a lot of time with her when he was little, and they spent many hours playing games and had great imaginary adventures flying their "space ship" all over the universe.  It was actually the floor of the closet in my old bedroom at home.  Too bad Dad never got a picture of that LOL! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and although he assures me that it is true, I maintain that there is no way I am actually old enough to have a kid that is 18.  NO WAY!  I guess I really am not young,  just immature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, there is nothing I can do about it, and I just have to learn to give myself a little break to feel sad about it, and miss them like I do every day, anyway. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, we are having a BBQ here at work.  I'm covering the phones, so I am sitting at my desk with a glass of Shiraz.  Hope no one really expects serious work out of me for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-180006373606483009?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/180006373606483009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=180006373606483009' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/180006373606483009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/180006373606483009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/04/count-down-is-on.html' title='Count Down is On!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6923353979759719325</id><published>2010-03-26T16:39:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-26T16:41:24.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Think I Figured It Out!</title><content type='html'>I gave up exercise for Lent.  I'm NOT CATHOLIC!  I don't want to give up ANYTHING for Lent! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do I do this to myself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I'm not my own best friend, I'm my own worst ENEMY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arggghhhh&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6923353979759719325?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6923353979759719325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6923353979759719325' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6923353979759719325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6923353979759719325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-think-i-figured-it-out.html' title='I Think I Figured It Out!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7042231996174548687</id><published>2010-03-25T12:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T12:34:11.685-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Better</title><content type='html'>Wow, I do feel better after that whine yesterday.  Thanks for listening!  I got lost yesterday, since I went for groceries straight from work.  Yes, it was a coffee and muffin for a snack to keep me from buying the whole store.  Followed up with chicken with korma sauce and basmati rice when I got home. Yummy.  Unfortunately, there was an incident with an O'Henry egg.  Dem are the debbils.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today has been pretty stellar - green smoothie and salad and raw veggies for lunch.  I've got my vitamins and such into me, and am on my second bigass glass of H2O.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to keeping up the momentum!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7042231996174548687?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7042231996174548687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7042231996174548687' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7042231996174548687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7042231996174548687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/feeling-better.html' title='Feeling Better'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8821031228495271183</id><published>2010-03-24T12:45:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T12:53:22.511-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Need a New Best Friend</title><content type='html'>Because I'm doing a lousy job of being my own best friend.  I'm letting everything get ahead of my goals, and taking lousy care of myself in the process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  I'm overeating on crappy food and good food&lt;br /&gt;2.  I'm not exercising&lt;br /&gt;3.  I'm tired, cranky and having difficulty concentrating because of 1 and 2 above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do we do this to ourselves?  OK, why do I do this to myself? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, today I started with my green smoothie - pinapple, coconut oil, UVAB, green powder, and handfulls of spinach.  That kept me ticking along quite nicely until lunch.  I picked up a container of cut vegs this morning, and had a sandwich (multi-grain Costco bun with 1/2 chicken breast and honey mustard) along with a big bowl of vegs and an orange.  So far so good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have berries, bran cereal, greek yogurt and chia seeds for later.  All I have to do is get through the evening.  That's the whole problem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise has been non-existent, and my muscles are achy from not doing anything.  Argh.  Why?  Why?  Why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.  Pity party OVER!  Lord, woman, snap out of it!  Jeesh, get a grip and just STOP IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya know, I'm not feeling better yet, but I'm going to go take my vitamins and drink a bunch of water, and get over myself or get out of my own way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8821031228495271183?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8821031228495271183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8821031228495271183' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8821031228495271183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8821031228495271183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/i-need-new-best-friend.html' title='I Need a New Best Friend'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7422786864473924748</id><published>2010-03-10T09:06:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:10:37.592-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Joggers Have It!</title><content type='html'>So, Fattdogg and I headed out last night for a Wog - I don't really think it qualified as a jog, but we did manage 10 + 1s for almost 3k.  Fattdogg has to stop and sniff and mark almost constantly, so it really is taking my head a while to get used to the slower time.  However, we did it.  He was very happy to crawl up on my lap and pass out like a log once our bellies were fed afterwards.  Yes, I have a 60 lb lap dog - he's just a little spoiled.   The plan is that the next dog will be under 15 lbs.  In reality, it will probably be an 80 lb German Shepherd or Rottie.  I am a sucker for big dogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm really dragging this morning.  Had my green smoothie and a large Tims and still want to go have a nap.  Not good.  I'm going to chug some more water, as I think I am more than a little dehyrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttyl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7422786864473924748?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7422786864473924748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7422786864473924748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7422786864473924748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7422786864473924748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/joggers-have-it.html' title='The Joggers Have It!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2453041288128766059</id><published>2010-03-09T16:37:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T16:53:47.280-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A Little Self Worth Goes a Long Way!</title><content type='html'>Well, I did way better this weekend - walks both days.  Yesterday my food was quite stellar (thanks to a visit to the dentist and an inability to eat solids) I stuck to fruits and veggies for the most part. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night BK was at the girlfriends.  I get a text - can you pick me up after House?  Ah, no, I plan to be in bed by then.  However I will drop the car off and walk SK and Fattdogg back home.  Not a huge walk, but we have gotten progressively longer the last couple of days.  Yes, I've been dragging SK along for my walks, too.  Anyway, I've actually gotten on the scale - up about a pound - and am feeling way better about things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a stern talk to myself/epiphany on the weekend.  "Self" I said, "you DESERVE to eat good food, not the crap you have been shovelling into your gob.  You DESERVE to feel healthy and fit and not like a blob on the couch."  So far, so good, because you know what?  I do deserve to eat good food that makes me feel healthy and strong.  The crap food is such an instant gratification, but just leaves you wanting more.  Now to make the plans to keep myself from eating those words.  I do believe in moderation - treats are ok, but daily treats of chips and chocolate is just self-abuse.  There are way better things to treat yourself with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The plan for tonight is to hook up Fattdogg and hit the pavement again.  SK is at the grandparents, so I haven't decided if I should wait for him or just go when I get home and have dinner later.   It is such a beautiful afternoon, I'm leaning towards the former - dinner can wait an hour (and hubby can fend for himself if he needs an earlier dinner). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2453041288128766059?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2453041288128766059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2453041288128766059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2453041288128766059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2453041288128766059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/little-self-worth-goes-long-way.html' title='A Little Self Worth Goes a Long Way!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5992455657374089492</id><published>2010-03-04T08:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-04T08:32:39.237-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Every Day Starts so Well</title><content type='html'>Just about finished my morning greenie - spinach, pineapple, UVAB (total steal from Jaime), and for something completely different, I added a packet of Amazing Meal.  Totally different taste and texture.  I'm having a think on this one, but I think it is a good thing.  Anyway, that is step one in a healthy day down.  I've packed by "brekkie" of raspberries, blueberries, All Bran, greek yogurt and chia seeds.  I've been eating 1/2 for a morning snack and saving the other half for an afternoon snack.  It's one of my favourite things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week, lunch has been homemade veggie soup with black beans (or as hubby calls it - gas in a bowl).  Whatev!  I like it and it makes my tummy warm and happy.  The beans and All Bran have other advantages, too, for an IBS sufferer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other words, workday eating is not really an issue.  I  have a plan that works and keeps me going all day. It is supper and the hours after that are being an issue.  Evening snacking and chocolate have come back into my life.  I feel like a slug all evening and can barely haul myself out of bed in the morning.  I let myself get out of control while obsessively watching every Olympic event possible for two weeks.  Tonight my goal is no after dinner snacking.  Nada.  Hubby is out tonight so I am in charge of dinner.  Salad and fish is the plan, and I will report back on my success tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On other fronts, exercise has been non-existant (see comment about obsessive Olympic watching above).  I did bring the running gear to work yesterday, but totally messed up the food and water preparation for it.  However, at least they are here and ready to go.  I think the ice pellets and snow will keep me from my run today, but my emphasis will be on food today and getting the evening binging under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day folks!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5992455657374089492?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5992455657374089492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5992455657374089492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5992455657374089492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5992455657374089492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/every-day-starts-so-well.html' title='Every Day Starts so Well'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6180096839013724503</id><published>2010-03-03T12:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:01:17.323-04:00</updated><title type='text'>So, I"m Not Dead Yet</title><content type='html'>Just lying low in a warm pool of denial.  Back to reality soon, I promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Can anyone spare a lifepreserver...pool noodle... lead weight?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6180096839013724503?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6180096839013724503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6180096839013724503' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6180096839013724503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6180096839013724503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/03/so-im-not-dead-yet.html' title='So, I&quot;m Not Dead Yet'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1583212624092412705</id><published>2010-02-04T09:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T09:35:36.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Not Friday, Is it?</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm afraid I'm going to sound like I stole &lt;a href="http://www.embracingbalance.com/"&gt;Jaime's&lt;/a&gt; post today, but I'm having a hard time with balancing my food and running.  I was SO hungry last night.  Granted, I got home and the boys had made oven pizza, and I was late getting home so I did not want to start from scratch and cook something.  Anyway, that lead to a couple of extra trips to the kitchen, probably because I wasn't satisfied with dinner.  NSV for me - I tracked every point I shovelled in last night!  I'm taking that as a good sign that I am getting ready to truly be accountable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dealio is that I'm not usually super hungry on workout days.  I did 7 k on Tueday morning and did eat most of my APs, but I was totally satisfied.  Yesterday was a no AP day, and I was starving.  Guess I need to figure out what I was feeding, since my body certainly didn't need those extra calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Fattdogg and I cut our run a little short, since I plan to go out again tomorrow.  I find I can do 5-6 k a couple of days in a row with no real issue, but anything more than that is too much.  Depending on the weather, I'm thinking that next week is going to be a trial of shorter runs every day.  I guess mathematically that will add up to more distance for the week, too, to help  build up my stamina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess I better get to work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1583212624092412705?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1583212624092412705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1583212624092412705' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1583212624092412705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1583212624092412705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-not-friday-is-it.html' title='It&apos;s Not Friday, Is it?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6666513188997350280</id><published>2010-02-02T08:58:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T09:06:25.857-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh Dog, My Knees</title><content type='html'>Hit the road again this morning - 7k in the frigid temps.  Good thing I didn't check the weather - feels like -22!  I may have changed my mind.  Actually it wasn't that bad until I hit a spot between a lake and a Superstore parking lot!  WINDY!  It seemed like the wind did pick up after that.  By the time I got home, the flab on my ass was so cold it was starting to hurt.  I'm sitting at my desk with a sweatshirt on, mainlining coffee to warm up.  There was not way to justify staying in the shower any longer, unless I wanted to shave my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did remember to have a small snack before I hit the road - I felt so much better all the way around.  It didn't make me run any faster, but there was a bit more spring in my step.  I guess that is what APs are for, right?  (just kidding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was really good yesterday - loads of fruits and veg, whole grains, and a small treat at the end of the day!  Oh, does anyone hate milk as much as I do and can't believe WW wants me to give up 4 points a day for dairy?  I do manage 1/2 cup plain yogurt with brekky, but that is it!  Sorry, but I'll stick to my calcium supp for now.  I've never really liked milk, and figure that isn't going to change.  However, maybe chocolate milk ... nah ... well, maybe, but how do I keep the boys out of it?  SK even likes chocolate soy, almond, and rice milk.  I think it is the chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, brekky is downed, snacks are planned for today, and I better get some work done!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6666513188997350280?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6666513188997350280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6666513188997350280' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6666513188997350280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6666513188997350280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/02/oh-dog-my-knees.html' title='Oh Dog, My Knees'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4294036850294991894</id><published>2010-02-01T08:38:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T08:53:59.739-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Didn't Get Hit by a Bus</title><content type='html'>or anything like that.  I just realized I haven't been here since last Monday.  I wonder if that has anything to do with my craptacular food intake last week - no accountability!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Fattdogg and I upped the ante last week and started adding jogging intervals to our walks.  That could also be part of the reason I was sooo hungry last week.  That and a massive dose of self-sabotage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yesterday we hit the trail at Shubie Park - 6k of trail run to try out my new YakTrax (sp?).  Totally fun, but I was so slow in the snow and with the hills - up and down, although why does it always seem like you are going uphill?  Still - almost 900 calories burned and my hips and knees are talking to me this morning, and they aren't really singing my praises.  However, this too shall pass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4294036850294991894?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4294036850294991894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4294036850294991894' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4294036850294991894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4294036850294991894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-didnt-get-hit-by-bus.html' title='I Didn&apos;t Get Hit by a Bus'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-9153542434747870065</id><published>2010-01-25T12:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T12:51:50.902-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Lazy Weekend</title><content type='html'>Not really, but I did sleep in on Saturday - slept right through my WW meeting!  Got some brekky and headed out with Fattodogg for a quick walk.  I was cranky because I had wanted to got to the Optimyze show, and had missed most of the sessions I was looking forward to by the time I got my act together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well I did get most of my errands run on Saturday, including picking up a new pair of reading glasses - I hate to admit it, but yes, I'm that old and it makes me feel like my mother (except Mom would never have bought red glasses with rhinestones, or the hot pink leopard print ones I got on Saturday).  And I picked up a new book, which I finished yesterday by dinner.  I haven't read like that in so long ... but it is way easier to read when you can actually see the print LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, in between mad reading sessions, I even managed to clean the house and mop the floors!  I hate to admit how long it's been since I gave the house a good clean, so I won't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, food was just bad all weekend.  I couldn't get myself to care, and had several mini-binges.  I'm back on track now, at least this minute.  Need to spend some time reflecting on this behaviour.  I know a large part of it is the old self-sabotage, since I signed up for the X-Weighted challenge, I've added that extra pressure, and I think a large part of it is psychological "push back".  Need to figure out how to stop it, though.  I really do want to be successful at this challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my butt out of bed this morning and took Fattodogg for a walk/jog (if this keeps up, I'll have to change his name).  We added an extra 1/2 mile to our trek, but only took 2 minutes more, so the jogging sessions made up all the extra time.  Sweet - over 600 calories burned before 0700.  Need to keep adding to the jogging times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, salad and cherries are munched down, and I better get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-9153542434747870065?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/9153542434747870065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=9153542434747870065' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9153542434747870065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9153542434747870065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/lazy-weekend.html' title='Lazy Weekend'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1935009066641802611</id><published>2010-01-21T13:39:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-21T13:44:47.263-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday Already!</title><content type='html'>Where has the week gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, first things first - big congratulations to &lt;a href="http://www.angiealltheway.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt;! Jump over there and catch up on her amazing news, if you haven't already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much to say here, crazy busy at work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fattdogg (the furry training buddy) and I headed out Monday, Tuesday, and this morning.  There may have been a couple of incidents with plows this morning - he has a big fear response to large noisy vehicles - he would love to take down a bus or a pickup truck.  Add a plow and the lights to the front of the truck and well ... it wasn't pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is only OK this week.  Haven't journalled at all this week, and I know I am going to pay for it at weigh-in this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1935009066641802611?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1935009066641802611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1935009066641802611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1935009066641802611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1935009066641802611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-thursday-already.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday Already!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-9221850754298672117</id><published>2010-01-18T12:18:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-18T12:23:19.456-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Monday - Again?</title><content type='html'>Wow, the weekend flew by!  I spent all day yesterday running errands - Walmart, Best Buy, groceries, etc.  Eats could have been better yesterday, but that's OK - that what the WAPs are for, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up this am and headed out with Fattdogg.  Great walk, although a little chilly.  Good thing I checked the weather and put on the base layer - it was -9 and windy.  I must say we boogied our way around the route this morning.  I'm wondering if I'm brave enough to do the route with the bigger hills on a weekday morning.  Hmmm.  Stay tuned!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got some tasty eats today - just added a random orange to my salad - OMG it is good.  Greens, 1/2 a yellow pepper, grape tomatoes, cucumber, black beans and an orange.  All zestied up with a splash of Fig Balsamic dressing.  I may have to go get some more oranges!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, better get the food into me and get back to work. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-9221850754298672117?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/9221850754298672117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=9221850754298672117' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9221850754298672117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9221850754298672117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/its-monday-again.html' title='It&apos;s Monday - Again?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6475767832746935156</id><published>2010-01-16T15:45:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-16T15:53:31.527-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday = Sloth Day</title><content type='html'>NOT THIS WEEK!  Got up for WW meeting - down 1.8 - 10 lbs in total and that's 5% off my butt!  So exciting and so surprised.  I peeked yesterday and was the same.  Not to self - don't weigh yourself after a workout and expect good things.  My body uses any excuse for water retention, and a couple of drinks and a long walk is an excuse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, since I was totally motivated, Fattdogg and I hit the pavement for a walk.  I have no patience with waiting for traffic lights (when I just missed the green - ugh) so we added 1/2 mile to our walk and headed up the road to one of those lovely crosswalks that work when you push the button.  Theplan was to time trial the uphill route again this weekend, but the added distance added another 10 minutes and I'm not into getting up so I'm out the door at 0500 - psychologically not going to happen).  That traffic light is on a sensor at 0530 when we usually hit it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just downloaded some more tunes and have to charge the MP3 player, so I'm at the office using their internet.  Hope to get my wireless working this week so I can surf/blog from home again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta hit the road soon as I still have some errands to run before I come back for my MP3 player.  There's something to be said for a 5 minute drive to work.  Sometimes it's a good thing, sometimes it's a bad thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6475767832746935156?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6475767832746935156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6475767832746935156' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6475767832746935156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6475767832746935156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/saturday-sloth-day.html' title='Saturday = Sloth Day'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2961049186913855226</id><published>2010-01-15T10:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-15T10:12:56.402-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Friday!</title><content type='html'>Wow, what an inspiring title for this entry - LOL!  I'm quite glad it is Friday as I have been dragging my arse for most of the week.  I thought I just needed last weekend to get back in the swing, but no luck.  I'm hoping for a good couple of sleeps this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone have any great ideas for getting your crap together?  I wake up every morning with great plans, but the next thing I know, my day has gotten away from me and I don't know if I've actually gotten anything done.  I try writing lists, but tend to lose the lists.  I think that part of the problem is when you are in a "support" position - you end up being pulled in many directions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, nuff complaining.  I did get up this morning and take Fattdogg for our walk.  We were a little slow today - 1hr 23 minutes, although he had to roll and roll in the snow on our front yard and then I had some issues with cold fingers and the door lock before I got in the house and stopped the timer.  However, those are just excuses and I know I was slow today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, btw, I was totally on point foodwise.  SWEET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work now.  Got to earn my keep!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2961049186913855226?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2961049186913855226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2961049186913855226' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2961049186913855226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2961049186913855226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/friday.html' title='Friday!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6140443339130728730</id><published>2010-01-13T08:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T08:18:34.046-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Walking, walking</title><content type='html'>Man, it was cold this morning. I don't even want to know what the temperature was. Fattdogg and I boogied it around our route - 1hr 18 minutes of activity - 574 calories before 0700! This is really foggy, since we just came in from outside and I had my blackberry with me (in case I fall and break a hip or something). Fattdogg is saying "Hay Mom, I humoured you with this walk thing, but my belly is totally empty - fill me up!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5426197190384064002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3t8HrS3fLA/S025mG4QlgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eR6ZTwIs_XM/s200/IMG00141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a great day food-wise yesterday and used 1 WAP. Big deal; I think I still have 25 left for the week, plus the 15 APs I've clocked up this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not do the X-Weighted fitness test. My knees screamed at the thought of lunge jump lunge. I think I will wait until the weekend when it won't matter if I have to hobble around with my knees iced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, I'm working my way through breakfast and have a lunch bag full of healthy eats for the rest of the day.  Must finish caffeinating myself.  Coffee makes my world go round.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ttfn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6140443339130728730?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6140443339130728730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6140443339130728730' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6140443339130728730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6140443339130728730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/walking-walking.html' title='Walking, walking'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_e3t8HrS3fLA/S025mG4QlgI/AAAAAAAAAEI/eR6ZTwIs_XM/s72-c/IMG00141.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-533856092631425416</id><published>2010-01-12T12:00:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T12:07:14.538-04:00</updated><title type='text'>X-Weighted Challenge</title><content type='html'>OK, so I know my weight (currently 187) but I just took my measurements for the challenge - I'm a tube-like 42.5/39.75/43.  Ugh.  Can't wait to do the fitness test.  My knees are aching just thinking about it.  Lunge jump lunge and my bad knees sound like bad mojo.  Will report back tomorrow after I do the damn thing tonight.  Before supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I set my fitness goal to do a 10k run in less than 1:10.  Yoiks!  At least I have 6 months to do it, but I usually average about 1:30 for 10 k.  Yes, I'm a turtle.  The shape I am in now, doing 10 k should have been the goal.  Can I change it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get up to walk this morning - sleep was much needed.  I owe Fattdogg a walk tonight after supper, though, and will be back at it in the morning.  I now have to add running into my plan, so I guess I better get myself a "Fitness Calendar" to set this in motion.  Like now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm getting hungry and better eat some lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-533856092631425416?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/533856092631425416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=533856092631425416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/533856092631425416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/533856092631425416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/x-weighted-challenge.html' title='X-Weighted Challenge'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4564484038506554613</id><published>2010-01-11T08:11:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T09:40:10.996-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend in Review</title><content type='html'>No, I didn't go for a walk, but I did hit the mall for a bit of strolling - lame, I know. Saturday, I weighed in at 187.something - I can't remember the exact number, but it was a bit above my weigh-in the week before Xmas, which is my "back to day one" weigh-in. Xmas Eve was up already. I did weigh once during my Xmas holiday, and that was 191, so I'm almost back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a sloth-like Saturday - I"ve been exhausted all week and can't seem to catch up on my sleep. Unfortunately, I've been napping and that just ruins my night's sleep. I was still tired on Sunday when I crawled out of bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, Fattdogg and I hit the pavement and tried a new route - up a fairly large hill, then back down. I am really impatient, and didn't wait to cross the main drag before heading down "Break Heart Hill" (if anyone is from Dartmouth - I'm definitely not brave enough to walk UP that hill yet). I started down the "wrong" side of the road and about 2 block down - the sidewalk ended. Fattdogg and I followed a trail of sorts and made it to the bottom. I wasn't brave enough to attempt to cross the four lanes of traffic - that would be suicidal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Totally had and OP day foodwise - got some groceries and am stocked up on healthy eats! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning, Fattdogg and I braved the -12 temperatures to get our walk on! It was interesting trying to find my black base layer in the dark this morning. Oh well. My ass may be warmed up by lunch time - even a hot shower didn't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, gotta go finish my brekky and coffee and get some work done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Update!  I just signed up for the X-Weighted Challenge.  Dog help me!  I will have to do my measurements etc. tonight to finish up the registration process.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4564484038506554613?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4564484038506554613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4564484038506554613' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4564484038506554613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4564484038506554613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/weekend-in-review.html' title='Weekend in Review'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7636072224839396127</id><published>2010-01-08T15:05:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T15:13:12.766-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Slept In</title><content type='html'>No walk this morning - woke up when hubby got out of the shower at 0635.  Apparently I was very tired.  Actually, I've been tired all week and am finally getting into the swing of things.  I guess the time spent slacking and sleeping in over the holidays has finally caught up with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, other than a brief love affair with the cracker box - tracked and done.  I'm in good shape for weigh in tomorrow.  I'm actually down 1 lb from my last weigh in before Xmas (yes, I peaked this morning) so I'm not worried.  That still puts me up 1 lb from the week before that but all things considered, not a bad Xmas season.  My pants fit and it hasn't been a major issue dealing with the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even better, if I put the sneaks on tonight and hit the pavement, I will be in great shape for weigh in tomorrow.  Unfortunately, I have bad luck with evening workouts, since I get home and the hubby/kids want me to do something.  Gotta start getting to bed earlier so I get up earlier.  That sounds like my thing to work on next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7636072224839396127?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7636072224839396127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7636072224839396127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7636072224839396127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7636072224839396127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/slept-in.html' title='Slept In'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-652403292941939525</id><published>2010-01-07T14:09:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T14:33:49.286-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Workout Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Yes, I went for a walk with SK and Fattdogg last night.  We clocked about 20 minutes - Fattdogg was very tired afterward.  Me too!  SK has decided to up his activity at recess and lunch by playing marine corp drill sergeant fitness coach with his friends.  They do laps of the soccer field while he leads them and yells like a drill sergeant.  I guess whatever works, and they are playing and getting fresh air.  I guess we put the fun in disfunctional!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not get out of bed this am for a walk - which was planned.  I turned off the alarm last night and slept until hubby's alarm went at 6:00.  Sweet!  After doing nothing for 2 weeks, I think every other day is good for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was good yesterday, although good thing I walked - hubby wanted to get rid of the last 2 shortbread cookies, so they went down my gob.  Tasty, but not really worth the 4 points.  Oh, well they are gone! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny, &lt;a href="http://lifehealthfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lynn&lt;/a&gt; posted yesterday about her new hair and makeup routine.  I have been spending a little more time on my "outside" presentation, and it truly is amazing how it can affect you.  I guess it is a little bit of "fake it til you make it" for me.  I bought a bunch of new makeup before Xmas and have been doing my face every day - sometimes even on weekends.  Oh, and I've even been "dressing" for work - I work in an environment where jeans and sneakers are perfectly acceptable.  I know all week I've been doing the hair/makeup/dress pants and heels, and I've been feeling way better and doing way better on my plan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, ttfn, since I better go get some work done.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-652403292941939525?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/652403292941939525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=652403292941939525' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/652403292941939525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/652403292941939525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/workout-wednesday.html' title='Workout Wednesday'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3590375721432601028</id><published>2010-01-06T08:28:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-06T08:32:52.934-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Woo Hoo</title><content type='html'>That's how I'm feeling right now - but I am an a bit of a high from eating breakfast!  Yesterday was totally on program foodwise.  I did not get my workout in, as I spent the evening running errands - had to return some stuff and pick up a new monitor for work.  One died yesterday, so I gave up mine to replace it.  I am now looking at a sexy new monitor - very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up this morning and headed out with Fattdogg.  4 miles in 80 minutes.  We aren't fast, but we get 'er done!  Hit the shower, made brekky and lunch, and headed out the door to work - very hungry.  I just finished shovelling it down.  Whew!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to head out for another walk tonight, since SK needs to get more exercise in, and I could always burn a few more calories.  I will update tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I just need another coffee (makes my world go round, in case you hadn't guessed from the title of this blog) and get some work done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3590375721432601028?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3590375721432601028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3590375721432601028' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3590375721432601028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3590375721432601028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/woo-hoo.html' title='Woo Hoo'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6698931244341968124</id><published>2010-01-05T08:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:54:18.132-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the Routine = Success!</title><content type='html'>Had a great day yesterday.  Food was totally on track.  Got the desk cleared up and am about ready for the bossman to arrive back today.  Still have some catch-up stuff to do, namely the accounting-type stuff for the end of the month.  Better get cracking on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did not get up for my walk this morning, so that means either a walk or exercise video tonight, which also depends on the state of the sidewalks.  There was enough of a snow dusting this morning that I let me talks myself out of the walk out of a fear of falling.  I slipped enough yesterday morning and didn't want to risk a real fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, brekky is consumed and blogs are caught up!  Off to my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6698931244341968124?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6698931244341968124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6698931244341968124' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6698931244341968124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6698931244341968124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/back-to-routine-success.html' title='Back to the Routine = Success!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2206877274477385588</id><published>2010-01-04T11:49:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2010-01-04T11:58:12.674-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I Hate to Say It</title><content type='html'>But I am glad to be back to work.  I really need routine in my health and fitness life, and that means work.  I pack my healthy eats and have no real way to get off track, because I rarely have time to run out and get something else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, even though I had a rough night's sleep, I got up at 0500 and hauled on the sneaks to take Fattdogg for a much needed walk.  Santa had brought us a Flexi long leash that has smoothed some of the stress of walking a highly social dog that has to stop and sniff EVERYTHING!  It's amazing how quickly he has learned that he can get quite a ways ahead of me and have a leasurely sniff while I walk the double length of the leash - about 60 feet.  Far less stress on my shoulder, and there aren't a lot of distractions at that hour of the morning.  I'm embarrassed to admit that my legs are sore right now - a combination of not a lot of sustained walking in the last couple of weeks, and a few slips from icy sidewalks.  Guess I will have to look for some ice grips, since I plan to keep this up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I had my usual brekky - berries, All Bran, yogurt, and a sprinkle of ground chia seeds.  Right now I am digging into my huge yummy salad - greens, yellow pepper, cukes, tomatoes, and black beans, with my current fav dressing - Fig Balsamic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I have to catch up on some water consumption.  I bought the large Starbucks water glass - I love new "toys" to help me stay on track.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2206877274477385588?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2206877274477385588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2206877274477385588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2206877274477385588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2206877274477385588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-hate-to-say-it.html' title='I Hate to Say It'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-998410870280539447</id><published>2009-12-28T20:48:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T20:54:09.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Activity Deficit</title><content type='html'>Yup, no major activity going on in my life.  Also no water consumption, and very few veggies.  I am really bad about healthy eats and activity when I am home.  I suffer greatly from lack of normal routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta hit the grocery store tomorrow for some fresh food.  I noticed that there are 2 bags of apples in the fridge.  I don't remember when I bought them.  Looks like I'm making apple sauce tomorrow.  I hate peeling anything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to steal an internet cable from BKs computer Luckily he will work for food, although we have been eating at family get-togethers since Xmas, and I will have to search out what I have available to put together for an actual meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-998410870280539447?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/998410870280539447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=998410870280539447' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/998410870280539447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/998410870280539447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/activity-deficit.html' title='Activity Deficit'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3278284546983079383</id><published>2009-12-26T13:39:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-26T13:48:25.636-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boxing Day Bloat</title><content type='html'>Sorry for the graphic title.  I actually did much better food-wise than I normally do on Xmas.  Still over-indulged and have one more foodie get-together tomorrow (weather permitting).  SK and I will be heading to my sister's place in Pictou - weather permitting.  It's our familty catch-phrase for the traditional get-together.  Left-over turkey, ham, and various other goodies to be consumed.  Hubby and BK have to work tomorrow, so they will send containers for me to fill up for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas was really nice in our household.  My in-laws came for Xmas Eve - appies and munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas morning, we were up at 6 - I was actually the one that had to be woken up - hubby was up before me, which never happens.  The kids were very happy with their gifts, and I managed to get a nap in the afternoon.  Headed to the in-laws for turkey and fixings for supper, then we all crashed - SK in particular was a little over-done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is downstairs fixing the dryer - the vent pipe doesn't like to stay attached, and I have 2 more loads to dry.  Crap.  Otherwise it is a normal Saturday as BK is working until about 2.  SK got a huge box of toy soldiers for Xmas, and I am being invaded by 500 little green men.   They have taken over the living room and are now in the midst of battle in the kitchen.  Perhaps it is time for a nap!  I don't know about anyone else, but I love naps.  After supper SK, Fattdogg and I will head out for a walk to see the lights.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3278284546983079383?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3278284546983079383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3278284546983079383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3278284546983079383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3278284546983079383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/boxing-day-bloat.html' title='Boxing Day Bloat'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5844387552904640728</id><published>2009-12-24T10:35:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-24T10:39:05.366-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Blogger</title><content type='html'>That's me!  Been on the run and not updating like I want to.  One of my New Year's goals is to get into the habit of posting daily!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for WI on the way to work this am.  Folks, do not eat fish and chips the night before weigh-in.  I woke up so puffy I could barely bend my fingers, and was up 2 lbs.  That 2 lbs is the lump sitting behind my belly button.  Oh, well, that's the best I could do today.  There's not really a lot I would change this week, except I was a little short on exercise time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm off work at noon, and don't get back to my desk until Jan. 4!  Gonna drag SK out for lots of walks, and I think it is time to try my hip out with some light jogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Hollydays to everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5844387552904640728?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5844387552904640728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5844387552904640728' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5844387552904640728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5844387552904640728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/bad-blogger.html' title='Bad Blogger'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6191258309903271811</id><published>2009-12-17T09:14:00.004-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:26:43.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Thursday!</title><content type='html'>Wow, where did the week go? Anyway, I think the lovely &lt;a href="http://www.angiealltheway.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; was in my brain the other day. Thanks for speaking so eloquently for me, so I don't have to figure out how to put it into words. Also, thanks for the email chat yesterday - it helped so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, holy smokes it is cold this morning. Fattdogg and I bundled up and headed out as per the general norm. Wowzers! I swapped my yoga pants for a pair of nylon lined wind pants - still not enough. My legs and butt are still cold! I also need to invest in some Smart Wool socks - my toes were numb when I got back. I'm more used to dressing to run in the cold, not walk. I also forgot my scarf, so my face was really, really cold. I will get together for tomorrow, since it doesn't look like it will be any warmer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I was totally on program yesterday - only ate my allotted points - didn't use any WAP (since there are only like 4 left) and I didn't use any APs either - I think I've eaten some of them as well. At least I'm feeling back in control for today. That's all that matters, and you can only live one day at a time. There's a reason AA and NA and all those other programs focus on one day/hour/minute at a time. We really need to learn to focus on the now, and how we can have the best/healthiest day we can. Still working on the coping mechanisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After reading Angie's post yesterday am, I was talking with a co-worker about how I had been eating so much and how I couldn't figure out what problem I was feeding. Funny how putting it in words made it so much better, and I didn't need to eat my way through the evening last night. I'm still not ready for Xmas, but I will be, and eating everything that isn't nailed down isn't going to make me finish my shopping or put the tree up and decorate. Whew, that's a load off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also have to thank Angie for brining the X-Weighted challenge to my attention.  Do I want to sign up for the challenge and put even more weigh-loss/fitness pressure on myself?  Must ponder...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I better get my frost-bit butt to work now. ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6191258309903271811?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6191258309903271811/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6191258309903271811' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6191258309903271811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6191258309903271811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-thursday.html' title='It&apos;s Thursday!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2584882103103360828</id><published>2009-12-15T09:14:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T09:20:16.778-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yesterday = Train Wreck</title><content type='html'>Fell off the proverbial wagon and got run over by it.  Don't worry, though, I am not permanently injured, and have chased down the stoopid thing and climbed back on.  Got a little carried away with some PMS snacking and bad choices, but it's journaled (although I forgot my book and haven't totalled the points).  I'm moving on - starting from scratch for the week.  That is what you get for not making lunch, then getting busy and not taking lunch until 2.  Feeding frenzy!  So, what is my lesson?  Have I learned anything, or will I just repeat the self sabotage?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up and went for my walk this am.  5 AP before 7.  Woot!  Had my normal brekky and made my bigass salad - greens, peppers, tomatoes, cuke, a sprinkle of pom seeds and some black beans.  Yum.  There 's a pear hiding behind my phone for an afternoon snack, and then I just have to get through supper.  I can do it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2584882103103360828?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2584882103103360828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2584882103103360828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2584882103103360828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2584882103103360828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/yesterday-train-wreck.html' title='Yesterday = Train Wreck'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5647375953210276054</id><published>2009-12-13T18:38:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T18:46:53.515-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Wrap-up</title><content type='html'>And only 2 gifts were wrapped.  Drat.  Still have a bunch of shopping to do and all the rest of the wrapping.  Oh, well, December 24 is right around the corner and I can stop worrying about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got out of bed on Saturday for WW meeting - down 2.2.  Missed 5% by .2.  Next week should do it.  Got the new 2010 book.  Like the new changes, since I can read the Filling Food entries without  my glasses and doing that thing your mother does - moving the book back and forth to catch the light right.  I am also happy they went back to the little plastic holders.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had hubby's family Xmas Eve potluck last night.  They normally do a big get-together on Xmas Eve, but over half the family will away then, so Xmas Eve was December 12.  It was fun, and I ate way to much, but I will survive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was not a good food day, but I will be OK tomorrow.  I made biscuits for Xmas Eve on Dec 12, and can not stay out of the left overs.  I find work days much easier to stay on track, both for food and water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, seriously thinking of heading to Walmart once BK gets back with the car.  Or I can just snuggle in and have a quiet evening.  Thinking that a quick shopping trip is more like it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5647375953210276054?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5647375953210276054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5647375953210276054' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5647375953210276054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5647375953210276054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/weekend-wrap-up.html' title='Weekend Wrap-up'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6359289053857499055</id><published>2009-12-11T10:02:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T10:29:54.460-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stoopid Sinuses</title><content type='html'>Work up at 3am with my right sinus plugged solid.  Thankfully, I rolled over on my left side and it finally released enough pressure that I dozed off about 4:30.  Needless to say, I did not get up when my alarm went off at 5.  Luckily I opened an eye at 6:45 so I wasn't late for work.  Now I am sitting here totally clear.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I will have to drag Fattdogg out for a walk tonight.  He did seem to enjoy his sleep in this morning, but will definitely need to get out tonight.  That is two mornings this week I didn't make out, but I still got 3 long walks in, so I met the low end of my goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping I can stay away from anything salty until after WI tomorrow morning.  I snuck a peek this morning and I was down 1.4 on my scale.  My scale seems to weigh heavier than the WW one, even though I have clothes on at the meeting (everyone say hallelujah!)  Not pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, brekky is downed, vitamins are swallowed.  Oh, yeah, &lt;a href="http://www.angiealltheway.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt; was asking what supplements people take.  Are you ready?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.  Vitamin Pak including a daily vitamin and antioxidant supplement,&lt;br /&gt;2.  Mineral supplement&lt;br /&gt;3. Antioxident and bioflavanoid booster&lt;br /&gt;4. Calcium supplement&lt;br /&gt;5. Omega capsule&lt;br /&gt;6.  Additional vitamin C and Grape Seed pill&lt;br /&gt;7.  I'm almost out of my glucosamine&lt;br /&gt;8. and am out of my vitamin D capsules. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are all supposed to be taken twice a day.  I should be &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt; healthy.  Actually, I find I feel better when I do take them as directed.   That's a lot of pills to swallow, but at least it guarantees a glass of water consumed, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great weekend all!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6359289053857499055?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6359289053857499055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6359289053857499055' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6359289053857499055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6359289053857499055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/stoopid-sinuses.html' title='Stoopid Sinuses'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1584878951003765408</id><published>2009-12-10T12:05:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T12:23:24.724-04:00</updated><title type='text'>And He's Off</title><content type='html'>Boss Man that is.  He's not back until next Friday, so it is catch up time for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where to start?  I'm on a hunt for wood on my desk.  Piles need to be completed, filed, tossed, whatever.  Woodgrain will be visible on my desk.  Maybe I will take a picture and post it (after shot that is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still hauling butt on walks with Fattdogg in the ams.  We didn't go yesterday as it was Open House night at work and I came in really early to get a jump start on the cleanup, etc.  That's done.  Boss Man got all packed up and ready to go, except for a couple of last minute things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was not great yesterday.  I hoped to get out to pick up lunch - no.  Had a latte to start the day, then my normal brekky.  Had a Larabar for lunch, then a Kashi bar about 4:30 when my belly started growling.  Made a quick jaunt to the Open House to pick up a snack later - had a couple of crackers, cheese, nachos and that stupid tasty dip, and a square.  Oh, and a small glass of wine.  When I got home I wasn't super hungry, but at some leftovers from supper to keep me from going on the mad kitchen troll at 10.  A tiny bit of spaghetti with a huge lump of saunce on it.  Oh, well.  Journal and move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fattdogg loves snow.  We went out for a quick jaunt in the snow since he missed his walk in the morning.  What a goof.  We ran into a puppy (literally) friend of his, and you would have though he was the pup.  He was jumping and flipping all over the place.  What a nut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So back at it this am.  4 miles trucked through the slush and puddles,  normal brekky, and I am blogging and munching on a bigass salad (a la Jaime).  Gotta get caught up on my water consumption.  It has not been up to par this week, and I am feeling parched.  Perhaps I need to plug a water reminder into the Blackberry.  Hmmm sounds like a plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1584878951003765408?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1584878951003765408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1584878951003765408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1584878951003765408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1584878951003765408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/and-hes-off.html' title='And He&apos;s Off'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4868235278431194956</id><published>2009-12-05T19:01:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-05T19:05:23.803-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In Results</title><content type='html'>Woo Hoo.  Down 2 lbs.  That's a total of 7.4 lbs.  Feeling good about that one.  Had a pretty quiet day today, and will spend most of tomorrow cleaning and doing groceries for the week.  So exciting.   Guess I have to start thinking about getting the tree and stuff up.  Maybe next week after SKs Xmas concert and work open house is done.  Boss man is heading out of town at the end of the week, too, so things should slow down then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week was a total stress fest.  So glad it is over and so amazed that I didn't eat my way through it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later. ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4868235278431194956?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4868235278431194956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4868235278431194956' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4868235278431194956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4868235278431194956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-results.html' title='Weigh-In Results'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-802601240951630408</id><published>2009-12-03T16:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T16:33:59.347-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who Has Worked Out Every Day This Week?</title><content type='html'>If you guessed me, you would be right - TurboJam on Monday, and Fattdogg and I have done 3.5 miles every morning so far this week.  Fattdogg wasn't as enthusiastic this morning, so I think he is a little tired of this routine.  Too bad for him!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The torrential downpour just stopped suddenly, and the sky appears to be clearing, so I should be able to make it 5 days in a row tomorrow morning.  If not, there is always a DVD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food is right on point, too.  I've only used 12 WPAs, and I've gotten 18 APs as of this morning.  WOOT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, new sneakers make the world a more comfortable place.  I had to replace my everyday sneakers (that I bought for running in February and ran in twice).  They were on sale for a really good reason.  They were the pits.  No support whatsoever.  Yesterday was the straw that broke the camel's back.  I couldn't take it anymore.  My right leg has been bothering me since my bike ride almost 2 weeks ago - my hip was just a little out of place, and that was the cause of the pain when I ran last week.  I finally got it to move a little this morning after my walk (finally), and that made a big difference today.  ANYWAY, I found some new sneaks on sale yesterday and wore them today.  I feel like a new woman.  Oh, yes, I work in a corporate culture that allows jeans and sneakers on a day-to-day basis and I don't work from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better get a little more work done before the whistle blows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-802601240951630408?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/802601240951630408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=802601240951630408' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/802601240951630408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/802601240951630408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/guess-who-has-worked-out-every-day-this.html' title='Guess Who Has Worked Out Every Day This Week?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-9148399633156325194</id><published>2009-12-01T08:20:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:26:09.603-04:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Fly-by early post - I've been up since just after 5:00.  Fattdogg and I went for a 70 minute walk.  Yesterday I got up and did my TurboJam DVD and Bear just looked at me soo sad that I had my workout gear on and he didn't get a walk.  AGAIN!  You should see how he looks at me when I go for a run.  Anyway, he is a happy and tired guy this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BK had his annual band concert last night.  Hubby was too stiff and sore to go, and it was actually nice to go by myself, except that I started to get a little lonely.  Oh, well the kids did a great job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate a little too much last night for supper (darned pork roast was too tasty).  Good think I started the day off with a bunch of AP.  There is something to be said for getting them out of the way first thing.  I had developed the habit of waking up and watching the boob toob for a while before I started my day.  This is way better.  (note to self - keep it up).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the plan for the day is water, water, water.  I've been slacking on that aspect of the program for the last week or so.  It is one of the cornerstones for me, as I am one of those people that looks at the salt shaker and puffs up like a blowfish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day everyone!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-9148399633156325194?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/9148399633156325194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=9148399633156325194' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9148399633156325194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9148399633156325194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/12/its-tuesday.html' title='It&apos;s Tuesday!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3049182003463771529</id><published>2009-11-30T13:13:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T13:18:12.855-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Here!</title><content type='html'>Whew, I made it through last week reasonably unscathed.  The not working out contributed to a "stay the same" at weigh-in.  Woot!  That was totally fine in my books.  Especially considering that I mainly forgot to drink my water most days.   Gotta get better at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the weekend running around like crazy.  Loads of errands, then cleaned the house most of the afternoon yesterday.  At least it is clean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby started his new job Friday night and worked all weekend.  He even picked up an extra shift already.  He also figures his blood sugar is dramatically back in control after 2 days of working.  He's probably right.  It is way easier to control them while he is doing physical work.  His last job was sitting all day.  That alone is a plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better get to work, so ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3049182003463771529?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3049182003463771529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3049182003463771529' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3049182003463771529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3049182003463771529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-here.html' title='Still Here!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2076323624409484508</id><published>2009-11-24T09:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-24T09:32:19.439-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Hmmm, what have I done?</title><content type='html'>I think I may have overdone it.  I didn't get out for my jog at lunch yesterday, so I went when I got home.  I had some knee twinges after the bike ride on Sunday, but didn't really think much of it.  Took Fattdoggg for a walk (about 1k) that also serves as my warmup.  Started out - no problemo, just the normal first 10 minutes of my asking myself what I am doing.  I managed to carry on, until I had to pee so bad I barely made it to a gas station to pit stop.  Whew.  After that, I had a bit of difficulty getting myself mentally back into the run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then my ankle started to hurt.  And it kept on hurting.  I adjusted my stride, my shoe, nada.  I finally had to stop and walk.  I can actually power walk at about the same heart rate as I jog if I really concentrate.  Anyway, long story short I had to call hubby to pick me up.  I made it about 7.5 k total, but not the 10 I wanted to do.  Boo hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last night my hip would burn if I laid on it.  I think I better take a bit of a rest today, and see if I can get things lined up again.  My joints float a bit, and will sometimes slide out of place enough that it hurts.  I just have to figure out what is actually causing the issue - knee or hip, or both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway food was on spot yesterday, and I have a bunch of healthy eats packed to get me through the day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry to be such a whiner!  ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2076323624409484508?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2076323624409484508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2076323624409484508' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2076323624409484508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2076323624409484508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/hmmm-what-have-i-done.html' title='Hmmm, what have I done?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-167175832201400923</id><published>2009-11-22T19:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-22T19:28:03.094-04:00</updated><title type='text'>What a Weekend!</title><content type='html'>Wowza!  Went to my WW meeting early Saturday (really early - 7:45) and was down 1!  Sweet!  I'm so impressed that I didn't eat my way through the stress of last week.  Also managed a ton of AP.  Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, Saturday was a bad food day, since I had a load of WAP and AP left for the week, so we had a couple of treats Saturday night.  Tasty, and I gave in to my chip craving from all week. Hubby was away for the weekend, so it was just the kids and me.  Kinda nice for a change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is off this week - work didn't need him so he is kinda on vaca since they still have to pay him for the week.  New job starts on Friday night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still on track today - SK and I went for a bike ride - about 19k - took us about 2 hours.  SK finally go to put his new to him bike through its paces.  He wants to hit the trail again next weekend if the weather cooperates.  My butt may be ready by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for the week is Water, Water, Water - I'm still having a bit if an issue with getting my water in, but it will get better.  Plan to run MWF this week at lunch.  Hope the to do list cooperates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-167175832201400923?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/167175832201400923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=167175832201400923' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/167175832201400923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/167175832201400923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/what-weekend.html' title='What a Weekend!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-9175381456533520700</id><published>2009-11-20T08:34:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-20T08:38:38.261-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ending the Week on an Up Beat!</title><content type='html'>Well, hubby was offered a job yesterday.  Load off our shoulders.  He is to go for orientation right after work on his last day at current job.  Whew.  Hope it works out, as we were looking at a skimpy Xmas for the kids this year.  We are both feeling huge relief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for a lunch run yesterday - 7 AP thanks to the huge hills I decided to tackle.  You know they are steep when you top out your HRM and you are walking up the hill.  No way was I running them.  Plan to hit the pavement again today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby is going away for Sat and Sun, so it will just be me and SK.  BK works Sat and Sun, but he may consider to grace us with his presence on Saturday evening since his girlfriend works that night.  I hope to get myself motivated enough to give the house a clean and maybe drag the kidlet for a hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, better get to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-9175381456533520700?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/9175381456533520700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=9175381456533520700' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9175381456533520700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9175381456533520700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/ending-week-on-up-beat.html' title='Ending the Week on an Up Beat!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8249267351908606125</id><published>2009-11-18T13:43:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T13:45:49.326-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yeah Me!</title><content type='html'>Well, I put the sneaks to the pavement again last night - 13 AP earned for 9.75 k.  Actually, if you add my warm-up walk with Fattdogg, it is over 10k.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food was boring but on points yesterday.  I figured I deserved a warm milk and cookies after all the activity, so I used 4 of my AP.  No problemo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I'm totally on track again.  Sweet.  Just have to get through the evening tonight, since I find I am extra hungry the day after a big workout like last night.  Oh, well, that's what the WAP and APs are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8249267351908606125?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8249267351908606125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8249267351908606125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8249267351908606125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8249267351908606125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/yeah-me.html' title='Yeah Me!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1550267077246602354</id><published>2009-11-17T13:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T13:57:04.346-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday Tuesday</title><content type='html'>Seriously, I need to come up with better titles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, still OP (yeah), which is really amazing.  Hubby got laid off on Friday, and for once, I'm actually not eating my way through the stress - yet, anyway.  For the last 2 days I feel hungry, got to eat, and then my stomach ties in knots and I'm about done.  If it wasn't for the high point choices I made for supper last night, I would have been under points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, it looks like it won't be difficult to stay on points, unless my planned run triggers a huge appetite.  Here's hoping.  I"m planning to repeat the route from Sunday's run.  Wish me good running vibes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1550267077246602354?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1550267077246602354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1550267077246602354' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1550267077246602354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1550267077246602354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/tuesday-tuesday.html' title='Tuesday Tuesday'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5375103546500354462</id><published>2009-11-16T08:48:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T08:52:03.548-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-In #1</title><content type='html'>Well, it was down 4.4  Yeah!  Funny how I think my pants are starting to fit a little better already. I know it's in my head, but that's OK.  It will be off my butt soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I think I may have overdone things a bit, but I had a family do last night.  Loads of food.  Anyway, since I knew I would have a hard time saying no to anything, I put on the sneaks before the get-together and left sneaker tracks on 9k of sidewalk.  13 AP before I headed out.  SWEET!  It was my best run in ages and faster and longer than normal.  I didn't figure out the distance until this morning, so I'm still in a shock.  Me thinks I will have to do it again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, off to work I go.  Gotta get something of the list.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5375103546500354462?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5375103546500354462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5375103546500354462' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5375103546500354462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5375103546500354462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-1.html' title='Weigh-In #1'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4983256426191209458</id><published>2009-11-13T08:29:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T08:35:08.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Activity Points, Batman!</title><content type='html'>Wow, it is Friday morning, so still one day left until weigh-in.  I've earned 35 activity points so far this week - INSANE!  Made a 6.5 k jog last night - 60 minutes and 9 AP!  That's the furthest I've run in months. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot part of my lunch yesterday, so I made a quick trip home to get the missing eats and didn't go for my lunch jog.  BK had band practice last night until 7:30, and SK had basketball from 6-7.  I burned it home from work. threw some chicken breasts into the over to roast and threw on my running gear.  SK headed to basketball, and I hit the road.  WOOT! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got back in time to watch the end of the basketball class (it was the last class so they played games the whole hour).  SK was a sweaty mess, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, trying to slam down my brekky and better get to work.  Have a great Friday the 13th, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4983256426191209458?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4983256426191209458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4983256426191209458' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4983256426191209458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4983256426191209458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/holy-activity-points-batman.html' title='Holy Activity Points, Batman!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3981943961128408816</id><published>2009-11-12T10:20:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T10:25:24.762-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Still Workin It!</title><content type='html'>Yes, stayed on course yesterday - food on points and took Fattdogg for a 6 km / 70 minutes walk (4 AP).  Not bad considering he wants to stop and sniff EVERYTHING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried Kashi Go Lean Crunch instead of my normal All Bran in my brekky - so tasty.  It's like a whole new dish.  Yum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much else to report - just taking a quick break from work and will be back later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3981943961128408816?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3981943961128408816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3981943961128408816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3981943961128408816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3981943961128408816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/still-workin-it.html' title='Still Workin It!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7565367979050730028</id><published>2009-11-09T11:14:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:18:58.309-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On Track - Day 3</title><content type='html'>Well, Saturday and Sunday were all tracked and worked out mostly as planned.  Got some APs both days, remembered my vitamins, drank my water, and even drank a glass of milk yesterday (disguised in a decaf latte).  I really do not get any joy out of drinking milk - it just isn't something I have ever enjoyed.  I made it through 2 pregnancies and nursed each baby for a year without every drinking milk.  Sometimes I think my bones probably look like lace.  Good thing I do weight-bearing exercises.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seems like the sickness has left my house - good thing!  Hubby is going back to work tomorrow, and BK went back to school today.  Sweet!  Fattdogg will be very happy to have the house back to normal.  Who knows how many naps he needs to make up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, time to get ready for a quick jog - there is no way I can waste that beautiful sunshine out there, and it is almost time for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7565367979050730028?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7565367979050730028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7565367979050730028' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7565367979050730028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7565367979050730028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/on-track-day-3.html' title='On Track - Day 3'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7785003610414318452</id><published>2009-11-07T18:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-07T19:15:13.264-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Bye Bugs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;At least I hope so. Hubby and BK are back on their feet. BK went to work this am, and is currently out with his no longer sick girlfriend for some make up (or make out) time together after being separated by illness all week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Consider me officially back on track! I got myself out of bed this morning to hit a 0745 WW meeting! I weighed in at 195.8 - actually lower than I expected.   I actually jumped right on the wagon - my eats are journaled for the day and I am blogging and plan some knitting to keep my hands busy.  Also I still need to take Fattdogg for his walk, so I may even eke out an AP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401501232160651026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 160px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3t8HrS3fLA/SvX8wJTFNxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yFgXzewoM1Q/s200/IMG00139.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was weird to go back to meetings after all this time and recognize a bunch of people.  I used to go to a later Saturday am meeting, but I had to take my car in for a quick repair and couldn't get to it.  We  shall see what next Saturday brings.  Some Saturday I will have to make plans to crash &lt;a href="http://lifehealthfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;Lynn&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://www.angiealltheway.com/"&gt;Angie&lt;/a&gt;'s meeting!  I'm looking forward to the extra accountability.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Busy week at work, and no real workouts last week.  Tracking is the main focus for the week, but I NEED to get some exercise.  TOM arrived today as well, so it is prime time to get my butt in gear and have a great loss this week.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Off to check up on everyone else's blogs.  ttfn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7785003610414318452?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7785003610414318452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7785003610414318452' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7785003610414318452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7785003610414318452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/bye-bye-bugs.html' title='Bye Bye Bugs'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_e3t8HrS3fLA/SvX8wJTFNxI/AAAAAAAAAEA/yFgXzewoM1Q/s72-c/IMG00139.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7525937922403947053</id><published>2009-11-02T08:57:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T09:06:02.528-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sickness has Come to My House</title><content type='html'>And it isn't really welcome.  BK has been coughing for a couple of days and is now feeling pretty gross.  His girlfriend has the flu (apparently not H1N1 according to the flu clinic) and is really sick.  We are guessing that he should have it full force by tonight.  Luckily, he does not get mansick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubby woke up with a sore throat and was sent home from work.  He gets mansick.  Ugh.  At least he will get to enjoy the Food Network freeview for the next few days.  It's his favourite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sticking to my water, fruit, veggies, and vitamins.  If SK goes down, there is no telling what will happen.  SK doesn't get sick very often, but when he does, it is usually major.  Last time he had the flu, I was about 10 minutes from a trip to emerg.  He was only about 3, and I have never seen a kid that lethargic.  Hope he stays clear of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I've hauled out my journal - the scale said 198.5 this morning.  I know a lot of it is water retention, as I had some salty stuff on the weekend and didn't get my water in.  Pen and paper is my best bet.  I've played with online journalling and it just doesn't seem to do it for me.  I have certain things that I like to track (like my vitamins).  Maybe I'm just odd, but I like a pretty journal and pen to track with. It is one of my few concessions to girly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, send me strenght vibes to deal with sick hubby.  Oy vey!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7525937922403947053?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7525937922403947053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7525937922403947053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7525937922403947053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7525937922403947053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/11/sickness-has-come-to-my-house.html' title='Sickness has Come to My House'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3542574885423436400</id><published>2009-10-30T08:23:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T08:33:15.933-03:00</updated><title type='text'>What's Up in Blogland?</title><content type='html'>There seems to be alot of lovely blog ladies second guessing themselves and worrying about what other people think about their blogs.  What's up with that, ladies?  I know I started this blog as something just for myself.  The fact that anyone actually reads it still amazes me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line of this post - be yourself.  If people don't like the real you, it is their loss.  We all have wrinkles, bumps, and dark spots in our physical and spiritual beings and you can't let other people decide who you are.   Your true blog followers are with you because of them, not in spite of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whew, glad I got that out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is your blog mother signing off.  Consider your butts kicked!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3542574885423436400?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3542574885423436400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3542574885423436400' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3542574885423436400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3542574885423436400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/10/whats-up-in-blogland.html' title='What&apos;s Up in Blogland?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1748327523000483815</id><published>2009-10-28T08:35:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T13:02:08.675-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting to ME</title><content type='html'>Well, so far so good this week. Monday was an excellent food day. Tuesday too. Got a walk in on Monday and a lunchtime run on Tuesday. Same 4k ish route as last time, but did 3 x 10:1. The last 10 took me to the top of the steep hill that puts me almost back to the office. Glanced at the HRM, and it was flashing! Yup, my heart rate was over my maximum rate. Slowed to a walk for a few to bring it down then finished up that section. I figure when your heart rate is that high, it is good to walk. Stroking out on the side of the road was not in the plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's plan is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast - mixed berries, All Bran, peach yogurt and a sprinkling of chia seeds. My favorite!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch - left over salmon filet and squash with either a big assed Honeycrisp apple or a pear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PM snack - the other fruit and a Kashi bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper - sgetti! In our house it is usually Sgetti Tuesday, but I think it will be Wednesday this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Post supper - close the kitchen and don't feed the munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That, combined with another jog at lunch should make a Wonderful Wednesday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess I better get to work! ttfn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**EDIT**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Run = Dun&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1748327523000483815?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1748327523000483815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1748327523000483815' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1748327523000483815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1748327523000483815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/10/getting-to-me.html' title='Getting to ME'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3941974565873599710</id><published>2009-10-20T15:32:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T16:28:16.429-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Skipping Get Set . . .</title><content type='html'>Today, I went straight to GO!  I brought some rocking whole and healthy eats to work today - Berries, yogurt and All Bran for brekky.  Roasted winter veg with black beans for lunch (with a cup of pineapple for a sweet).  Kashi bar for a snack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, guess who went for a jog at lunch?  Yes, I did!  A little shy of 4K, and I managed 2 x 5:1 and one long session of 16 minutes straight.  The 16 minutes straight ended on a steep section of hill, otherwise it would have been longer.  I'm very pleased with myself, anyway.  I'm also going to be stiff tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I still have to pound down some more water and I will have managed to hit most of my fitness goals for the day.  Woot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3941974565873599710?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3941974565873599710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3941974565873599710' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3941974565873599710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3941974565873599710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/10/skipping-get-set.html' title='Skipping Get Set . . .'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7883001547587471635</id><published>2009-10-18T10:18:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-18T10:31:18.725-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Get Ready . . .</title><content type='html'>In case you are wondering, the handsome boys in my profile photo are the infamous Fattdogg (aka Bear) and the In-Laws pup Jake.  Jake is visiting for the day today, so there could be some doggie fun, except that Jake is actually a little overwhelmed by Bear, because he is so much bigger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I am worth healthy food. I'm not going to be concerned about calories or points for today, just get my body started on a reset that doesn't include chips, chocolate, or candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far I've had a great brekky parfait of blueberries, raspberries, All Bran, and Liberte Lemon Yogurt. Oh, and a couple cups of coffee (this blog is about dogs and COFFEE, after all). I can't make musings from a caffeinated existence without caffeine, can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just had Fattdogg out back for a game of soccer. He is like the best goalie evah! I'm a lousy soccer player so I rarely get the ball past him. The funky "I got the ball" dance is hilarious, though, and he does it most every time. However, apparently he is not part retreiver, he is all about the catch and release. Good thing I am a retreiver, or we would never get to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, off to the grocery store to stock up, and L&lt;a href="http://lifehealthfit.blogspot.com/"&gt;ynn&lt;/a&gt; announced on her blog that Planet Organic has Amazing Grass, so I may have to try that, too. Looks like I'm heading to Halifax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7883001547587471635?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7883001547587471635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7883001547587471635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7883001547587471635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7883001547587471635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-ready.html' title='Get Ready . . .'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3384975067357330180</id><published>2009-10-17T19:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T19:19:07.186-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plan as Joke</title><content type='html'>That's what it amounts to.  I'm having a seriously difficult time getting out of my own way right now.  I am my own biggest roadblock on the health highway and it needs to stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can someone tell me why I don't think I'm worth being fit and healthy?  Anyone?  No, me neither, but that is the only thing I can come up with.  I keep eating crap and gaining weight.  I'm almost back to my all-time high (without the assistance of pregnancy) and can't seem to stop myself.  I'm hoping that putting this out here will help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I weighed myself on Tuesday - 198.  198.  I wish numbers could be capitalized.  OMG, what am I doing to myself.  I'm actually embarrased to go out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the fattdoggg to the vet today.  He had a couple of weird incidents last weekend that I though were seizures, but apparently weren't.  He weighed in at 65 lbs.  He should weigh about 52-54 lbs.  OMG.  He is starting on a reduced calorie plan immediately, and we have to make a commitment to walking him more.   Lots more.   Gotta get me love pup back in fighting form.  Summer is really rough on him, since he is black and furry and susceptible to heat exhaustion.  Fall, however, is like the best time in his world, since it isn't too cold and there is no snow to ice up his toes. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to walk the pupster then spend some time with my journal and reviewing my previous successful weightloss and health plans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3384975067357330180?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3384975067357330180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3384975067357330180' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3384975067357330180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3384975067357330180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/10/plan-as-joke.html' title='The Plan as Joke'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1512083728540866036</id><published>2009-09-22T08:13:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T08:25:35.750-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Putting the ME back in MY life!</title><content type='html'>Well, that's a pretty good title, if I do say so myself. Now to get a plan together and start ACTING like I'm IMPORTANT enough to exercise, eat right, and be healthy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I wrote that opening a week ago.  Looks like I still don't have the ME back in MY life, yet.  I kinda (OK, really) had a bingey week.  No exercise - used every lame excuse in the book to avoid it.  Ate like crap, and I feel soooo awful right now.  I have a mild case of IBS, so I am quite uncomfortable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, I have just finished my green monster (pineapple, fresh ginger, unsweetened vanilla Almond Breeze, and spinach).  I have my standard berries, All Bran, and Liberte Svelte Yogurt for later, and my home made veggie soup with Ezekiel Toast for lunch.  I know I will feel sooo much better by the end of the day.  Oh, there is also a cup of coffee consumed and another one about to be.  Then it is on to lots and lots of water. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sounds like plan to me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1512083728540866036?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1512083728540866036/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1512083728540866036' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1512083728540866036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1512083728540866036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/09/putting-me-back-in-my-life.html' title='Putting the ME back in MY life!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4451336687490426355</id><published>2009-09-19T10:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-19T11:11:34.445-03:00</updated><title type='text'>When Work Takes Over Your Life</title><content type='html'>Saturday morning, 10:40.  Staring at my work computer screen.  Day 13.  Yikes!  I worked all last weekend and I've been here since 7:05 this morning.  Thank heavens this is the last day of it (until Monday).  Gotta take tomorrow off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what happens when you let work take over your life?  In my case the rest of your life goes to he**.  Most nights I've gone home and napped until bedtime. I've eaten what has been put in front of me, and have taken no real responsibility for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did do a 10k jog last Saturday, but that has been it.  I brought my running gear to go out a lunch this week - it is still packed in the backpack under my desk.  Hasn't been touched.  My priorities are wayyyy off this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, this ends today.  Once I get my butt out of the office and get to the grocery store for healthy eats, I will be back on track!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4451336687490426355?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4451336687490426355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4451336687490426355' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4451336687490426355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4451336687490426355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/09/when-work-takes-over-your-life.html' title='When Work Takes Over Your Life'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-518235440333188936</id><published>2009-09-09T12:21:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T12:31:50.463-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Exercise</title><content type='html'>Wow, I've been and exercise demon for the last few days - walked to work (5k) to pick up my bike on Saturday.  Took the normal long route home (about 12k).  Sunday was a 7k run, and Monday was about 25k on the bike.  Woot!  A long weekend and I actually kept my activity plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mother Nature brought my special visitor on Monday (Lord, don't I hate those commercials), which explained the incredible chip fiasco on Saturday night.  I was soooo craving salt.  I also got through SKs birthday dinner and cake reasonably unscathed due to the activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Short week and lots to do!  Biked to work on Tuesday and ran home.  SK had to go to the bank last night, and since his routine has changed this school year and he doesn't get as much activity, hubby drove us to the Superstore where we picked up the things we needed and SK got his banking done.  Then, SK and I walked to the corner store (where he wanted to go in the first place) and hubby went home with the groceries and picked up Bear to meet me at the corner store.  SK, Bear and I got a nice walk home after that.  Actually, while I was waiting for SK at the store, my legs started to seize up nicely, but I was OK once I got moving again.  A nice hot bath with lavender epsom salts put things to right, though.  My HRM said I burned over 900 calories on my bike and run yesterday.  However, I ate to balance out my activity points for the day, which is not a bad thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am retaining fluid like crazy, due to Mother Nature and all the exercise.  Chugging away on the water, and I know everything will balance out soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got up this morning and ran to work.  Woot!  Another 420 calories burned by 7:30.  It took about the same time to run this am as it did last night, although the route is mainly uphill on the way home - bigger calorie burn for sure!   Gonna bike home tonight.  I'm so glad the weather has been cooperating this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tried a slightly different food plan this week - counting points but having a sandwich for lunch.  The jury is still out, and once I calculated my planned food for the day, I have 4 points left for supper (looks like activity points will make up the difference, and that's what they are for).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, better get back to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-518235440333188936?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/518235440333188936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=518235440333188936' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/518235440333188936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/518235440333188936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/09/exercise.html' title='Exercise'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-9026889383174687911</id><published>2009-09-01T11:55:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T12:01:55.863-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't You Just Hate It</title><content type='html'>When you have a nice long entry typed out and the whole thing just disappears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, was totally OP Sunday and Monday, including getting up at 0530 on Monday to put the bike in the back of the car and head to the dealership to drop the car off for a maintenance check.  Let me tell you my butt was talking to me about my lack of exercise by the time I got half way to work!  I decided not to go too overboard and begged a lift to pick up the car and will ride the bike home tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be easier to stay OP when you are in your regular routine, except that I had a piece of Ezekiel toast with a bit of PB before I left home this morning, and realized at 11:15 that I hadn't had the rest of my breakfast!  Just finished it at 12:00.  Oh, well, I guess eating lunch at 3:00 will leave me well fuelled for the bike ride home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I hope this thing posts properly, because it will be even less interesting if I have to do it a third time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-9026889383174687911?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/9026889383174687911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=9026889383174687911' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9026889383174687911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/9026889383174687911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/09/dont-you-just-hate-it.html' title='Don&apos;t You Just Hate It'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2821914870542505000</id><published>2009-08-30T08:25:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-30T08:31:24.842-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready, Set, Go!</title><content type='html'>Time to get serious.  Vacation ends tomorrow, and WW seriousness starts today.  I'm in a good mindset right now, have a new food diary, and am sitting here early on Sunday morning blogging and making a plan for the week!  Who is this woman?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I've finally got me head back into the game and am feeling that I deserve to meet my goals.  No more Debbie-downer.  I am smart, funny, and just need up the hotness factor to be a real triple threat!  (OK, I'm kidding here, but I know how much more confident I am when I have my weight under control).  I also have to let go of the past, when I dropped weight like a rock.  I'm 47 (ugghh) and it is not likely to happen like it did when I was in my 30s.  But you know what?  As long as you get there, that is the main thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm going to go concentrate a little more on my yummy breakfast, enjoy my coffee, and get my butt to the grocery store to pick up some fruit and veggies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2821914870542505000?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2821914870542505000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2821914870542505000' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2821914870542505000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2821914870542505000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/08/ready-set-go.html' title='Ready, Set, Go!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8872991975111175469</id><published>2009-08-23T21:17:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T21:20:32.533-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>and I'm still struggling.  But I'll be OK.  I feel like a lot of the other Halibloggers that have been disillusioned by counting calories.  I think it is time to haul out the WW books and re-consider my plan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On an up-note, I'm on vacation last week - wow, what a great weather week I picked!  and I'm still off next week (or, as the boss-man says - "that's what you thing")  We shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bill was a bust, hey girls.  Nothing like Juan, thank heavens!  Weird thing is our power went out at like 4:00 this afternoon - what was that about?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, battery is getting low, so ttfn!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8872991975111175469?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8872991975111175469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8872991975111175469' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8872991975111175469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8872991975111175469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6049815060859650043</id><published>2009-08-05T09:47:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T10:09:29.954-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Finding Your Way Out of the Dark</title><content type='html'>Wow, I've been in a bad place lately.  Can't get out of my own way, and am consistently self-sabotaging.  It seems like everyone was driving me crazy and I was just in a funk.  Funk in the summer is an extra drag.  The only good thing I have been doing for myself lately is riding my bike to work.  I've been paying lip service to proper diet by eating super healthy during the day when people can see me, and eating crap at home.  I've even been hiding food and candy again, and have been eating in the car. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just like the sun has come out, I'm starting to feel a calm settling over me.  I wasn't perfect yesterday, but I was way better foodwise than I've been in a while.  And I journalled everything, even the chocolates that put me over my calories.  Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we've come to a meeting of the minds on the homefront.  We are financially strapped beyond, and have been kidding ourselves.  Anyway, we've started on a plan that will help us get out of this hole we are in.  Hopefully we learn something this time (yes, we've done it before). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good to get that off my chest.  Amazing what we can do to ourselves when we are under stress.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, started by day with a green smoothie - pineapple, spinach, fresh ginger, and 1/2 cup Unsweetened Vanilla Almond Breeze.  It's the first time I've put the Almond Breeze in, and I'm not sure if I will again.  I guess my taste buds have gotten used to the freshness of the fruit and greens.  I'll have to experiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a great bike ride to work this morning - got on the road a little early and it was OK if I was a little behind, so I added a bit of distance to my ride and headed down to the ferry terminal and took the harbourside trail to the NSCC in Woodside.  It was perfectly foggy, and I was perfectly sweaty when I arrived at work.  54 mintues on the bike, and 424 calories blown off before 8:00.  I even had the bike put away, was showered, and was at my desk by 7:58.  Rockin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still in clean-up mode at the office.  Since the boss man is traveling this week, it is a good time to get things tidies and put away properly.  Therefore, I better get my second coffee into me and get to it.  Gotta figure out if a tempermental printer can be coerced into cooperating or if I get to go shopping!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6049815060859650043?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6049815060859650043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6049815060859650043' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6049815060859650043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6049815060859650043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/08/finding-your-way-out-of-dark.html' title='Finding Your Way Out of the Dark'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8598839991240940571</id><published>2009-07-29T16:42:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T16:52:58.291-03:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a Bad Sign</title><content type='html'>When you have to go to someone else's blog to find you own.  Got a new puter at work and didn't bookmark my own blog.  Silly me, but that's a whole other issue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quiet week at work, even though I haven't managed to find blogging time.  I've been spending time trying to get organized before the bossman gets back from vaca.  So far so good.  I've gotten a lot cleaned up. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent a little time today on goal planning (even though I'm not doing Amy's challenge, I have been paying attention).  I suck at goal planning - it's just that simple.  Anyone have any suggestions?  Books?  Seminars?  Websites?  I'm really open to suggestions since this is a major pain in my butt that I can't seem to get myself to take this step.  Maybe it is fear of failure.  I have written my weightloss/health/fitness goals down in the past, but there is no reason to meet them. If I don't, I don't.  No repurcussions, except the frustration when the scale goes the wrong way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Definitely something I need to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did put my workouts into my work schedule for this week.  I have an appointment in Halifax tomorrow after work, so I have to take the car (OK, it's also supposed to rain, so no foul).  I'm thinking I will still get up early and go for a run.  Have to take my turn dropping SK off at camp, since hubby has to take his car in to the shop.  That will work!  Oh, look a plan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took the extra scenic route to work this morning (I actually live 5k from work, but make it about a 10k ride by heading in the wrong direction then circling by the lakes and then back.  Hubby thinks I am nuts, but I do not feel confident enough on my bike to ride along Portland Street (busy interchange that I have to go through) and really want the extra calorie burn.  Today I did 12k in to work, and plan for 10k going home.  Not bad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, I've been serious about the food journalling, too.  Monday - today all filled out!  Yeah!  Another step in the right direction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess I should start packing up and get changed to head home.  Have a great evening, everyone!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8598839991240940571?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8598839991240940571/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8598839991240940571' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8598839991240940571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8598839991240940571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/its-bad-sign.html' title='It&apos;s a Bad Sign'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3702347695485263126</id><published>2009-07-23T12:58:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T14:12:26.542-03:00</updated><title type='text'>You Know ...</title><content type='html'>I actually like riding my bike.  Got up this morning and threw on old bike shorts, etc.  Headed downstairs with the dogs - have a visitor dog for another week - to make my smoothie.  Hmmm, forgot to get spinach last night, so I grabbed a piece of toast with almond butter.  A few glasses of water later I had the dogs walked, fed, and my lunch made and was out the door on the bike at 635.  Apparently it takes me a while to make my smoothie and drink it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I added some extra distance to my ride.  I dropped a hill, but added more time, etc.  In all, 48 minutes to work (45 in zone) and 379 calories burned before 730.  Gotta like that.  Add the bike ride home tonight, and what looks like &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just finished my big assed salad and should get back to work.  Soon.  Got a bunch of things to get out today, so I should get at it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3702347695485263126?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3702347695485263126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3702347695485263126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3702347695485263126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3702347695485263126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/you-know.html' title='You Know ...'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6944320176468376040</id><published>2009-07-22T08:05:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-22T08:11:03.164-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Improvements!</title><content type='html'>But they are like baby steps.  Got the food working great at work, but when you have to depend on hubby to make supper, you lose total control.  Got home on Monday to burgers, dogs, and chips.  Last night was thin crust pizza.  I know I could cook myself something else, but at 6:30 after a  40 minute bike ride I am really hungry.  Also, the emotional BS of not eating what was prepared would not be worth it, but that is another issue to be dealt with.  Hubby, heat, and hungry (diabetic) is not pretty.  At.  All.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the torrential downpour managed to change my mind about riding my bike to work.  Consequently, I was showered and ready to rock 45 minutes before I normally would leave.  Got to work really early, like 40 minutes early, and I'm still not ahead of the game.  Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weather depending, I will either hit the road for a bike ride, or put the sneaks to the pavement for a long overdue run. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6944320176468376040?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6944320176468376040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6944320176468376040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6944320176468376040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6944320176468376040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/improvements.html' title='Improvements!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2448952920815839569</id><published>2009-07-20T08:01:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T08:08:27.045-03:00</updated><title type='text'>And Now to Get Control of the Food</title><content type='html'>OK, activity seems to be working itself out, although I am still currently eating enough to maintain my totally loathsome weight - 195 this morning.  It can't go any higher, it just can't. I have to do something about it!  So, back to food journalling and keeping track.  My BMR is 1576 calories, so that seems like the goal to shoot for on exercise days. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, biked to work again today (woot!) so there's 300 calories burned off before 7:30 a.m. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, motivation and self control, bring it on!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2448952920815839569?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2448952920815839569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2448952920815839569' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2448952920815839569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2448952920815839569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/and-now-to-get-control-of-food.html' title='And Now to Get Control of the Food'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-8925962137865185865</id><published>2009-07-16T09:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-16T09:10:49.305-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4</title><content type='html'>Yes, I biked to work again this morning - four days in a row!  My legs feel like concrete, and I was slower this morning, but still made good time.  Just need some more conditioning and I'll be rocking it even more!  Just wish I could stay awake past 9:30 at night, but that will pass, too.  It just makes it hard to get anything done in the evening when you don't get home and showered until almost 6:30.  Once I get dinner into me it is time to crash! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, there was cake last night, and a dinner at Steak and Stein.  All considered, not as bad as it could have been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, guess I better go get some work done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-8925962137865185865?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/8925962137865185865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=8925962137865185865' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8925962137865185865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/8925962137865185865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-4.html' title='Day 4'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4914564332559938516</id><published>2009-07-15T12:35:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T12:39:52.574-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wicked Wednesday</title><content type='html'>Just kidding, although it has been wicked busy at work!  Great bike in this am.  I have been having a few issues (or so I thought) with my HRM, but I guess I was playing around with it and changed a bunch of settings.  I lost about 15 minutes "in zone" this morning on my ride in, because my top range was set like 30 bpm too low!  Ooops.  I guess that is definitely operator error.  Anyway, a little over 300 calories burned by 7:30 this am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see some black clouds heading this way, so I hope they clear by the end of the day.  Otherwise I may please "Princess" and have someone pick me up.  OK, probably not.  The plan only works if you stick to it!  I'm doing better with the eating, although it could be way cleaner, but I'm rocking the fitness this week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, well, today is my bday, so I am going to splurge and have cake tonight.  Not sure what is on the menu, but probably not anything super healthy.  That's just the way it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4914564332559938516?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4914564332559938516/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4914564332559938516' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4914564332559938516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4914564332559938516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/wicked-wednesday.html' title='Wicked Wednesday'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1291662076594003960</id><published>2009-07-14T12:27:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T12:40:17.553-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey, It's Tuesday Again!</title><content type='html'>Oops.  Had internet issues last week and couldn't get online to blog from Wednesday on.  Anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, had a great 2 hour bike ride on Saturday.  Getting stronger for sure!  Really, aren't our bodies amazing in how quickly they respond to positive activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finished vaca for now (boo hoo) and back to work yesterday.  Yes, I biked to and from work yesterday (gotta start the week right).  Oh, and I took almost 10 minutes off my ride and managed to bike all the way up one stooopid hill that always made me get off and walk!  Rockin' it!  Catch-up after a week off kept me flying all day.  Biked home, which worked out faster as well.  Yeah!  Downside if it is that I lost almost 100 calories in the 20 minutes less biking. Oh, well, I guess I'll have to add some distance. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, cycled to work again this am.  Sweet!  Had my green smoothie for fuel and then grabbed a banana after I showered and got my coffee.  Had my other brekkie of berries, All Bran and Liberte lemon yogurt about 9:30.  It is my favorite breakfast.  The berries and lemon flavours blend together and it is almost like cheesecake for breakfast.  Actually, my boss always asks me what dessert I am eating,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm eating my big giant salad as I type.  Mmmmm.  Between the smoothie, the berries, and my salad, I have met my 5-10 a day by noon, which is fine by me.  If I got home and feel like having meat and taters with the boys, it's ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(TMI alert)  Funny, my period arrived today.  I guess I had lost track of when it was due, since it was a total surprise.  Have supplies in my purse, thank heavens.  Oh, wait, I biked to work.  Guess where my purse is?  You're right.  It is at home.  At least I know where a co-worker hides her stash and "borrowed" enough to get me through the afternoon.  Good grief, I am going to be 47 tomorrow and still can't get this part of my life together!  LOL!  At least I also know why the scale is up for no real reason.  Hopefully it will drop this week with my plan to bike every day (but Friday - that's my day to drop SK at camp and it is supposed to rain, anyway).  I like to think my carbon footprint is shrinking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that's the plan.  I saw the Haliblogger invite to Booty Camp tonight, but am not sure if I will make it.  I may have BK pick me up, though.  Hmmm depending on the cooperation of a 17 year old.  May be tricky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1291662076594003960?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1291662076594003960/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1291662076594003960' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1291662076594003960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1291662076594003960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/hey-its-tuesday-again.html' title='Hey, It&apos;s Tuesday Again!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1278269056598184445</id><published>2009-07-07T21:42:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:52:28.844-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Tuesday!</title><content type='html'>Must type fast since  battery is about to die.  Had another good day - lots of relax and another bike trip with the kid.  We did part of the Salt Marsh Trail and the Atlantic View Trail - about 20 k in total.  I've got to get better at this at some point.  Anyway, nice 866 cal burn for 2 hours pedaling.  Sweet!  My butt is soooo sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've got a couple more trails on the Darkness side of the harbour, and 3 more days of vaca!  The weather isn't great for the beach or anything like that (there was like 4 cars at Lawrencetown Beach when we got there) but the kid seems to be enjoying the bike rides.  I think he likes that it is a Mom and Me activity.  Hubby has had exactly one ride on his bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just got back from dropping the car for BK and walking Fattdogg.  25 minute walk for about 120 calories.  Wow, that is just shy of 1000 calories burned through exercise today.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should do some cleaning, but that can wait for tomorrow. I figure I've done pretty good with basic laundry and tidying and I've made dinner both days this week, although that does make it easier to control the calories.  I did do a grocery run tonight, too.  I was going to have yogurt for a treat after dinner, but thought I might pick up "something better" at the Superstore.  Hubby was unpacking the bags and kept saying "I don't see something better, yet"  I decided a small bowl of Liberte Lemon yogurt and a dish of beautiful fresh cherries were way better than "something better."  Actually, I guess the cherries were "something  better."  I love it when I feel so in control.  With all the bike riding and good food choices so far this week, I'm hoping to park solidly below 190 this week.  Yes, below 190, not 170 like I should be planning.  Self-sabotage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am such a slow learner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1278269056598184445?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1278269056598184445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1278269056598184445' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1278269056598184445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1278269056598184445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/tuesday.html' title='Tuesday!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5475017089417970766</id><published>2009-07-06T14:16:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T22:11:19.004-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh, Yeah!</title><content type='html'>Tracked my food for yesterday - even though I went over calories (even with the bike ride). Still huge step in the right direction for me. I'm hoping I'm getting my grove back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made a visit to Costco this am - stocked up on veggies and apples. Haven't had a smoothie for days since I ran out of spinach. OMG is their cold room ever cold. Yikes! SK was with and had a hoodie. I was not so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just spent some time mowing the lawn, and will be heading out for a nice long bike ride in a little while. I should spend some time cleaning the house, but that can wait until morning. I've done one load of laundry and run errands today. That is good enough for my first staycation day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn. I'll stop by later to update on my bike ride!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bike Ride - Check!  The kid and I did part of the Shubie Trail and the Lake Charles Trail.  Up and down hill the whole way!  91 minutes, 745 calories burned, and we had a great time.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Got home and Fattdogg was dancing at the door.  Hubby said he had him out, but I took him for another walk.  2 poops and many pees later I am so glad I took him out again.  Oh, yeah, since I still had my HRM on, that was another 120 calories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Eats were right on today - lots of real food, and a few treats (it is vacation, too).  Thanks to the activity, I'm still got a 763 calorie deficit for the day.  Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Sleep well everyone, I need to get in the shower.  Phew!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5475017089417970766?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5475017089417970766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5475017089417970766' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5475017089417970766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5475017089417970766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-yeah.html' title='Oh, Yeah!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4837645775139670696</id><published>2009-07-05T10:21:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T19:10:06.747-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Vacation!</title><content type='html'>Finally. I'm taking this week off work to hang out with the kids and relax. Staycation. That is the buzzword for the next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hubbie picked me up on Friday, since BK had to work and dropped SK off so he wasn't alone for too long. The weather was so crappy yesterday that I didn't go pick up the bike, but will have BK drop me off when he gets off work and will get in a workout by riding home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to try out a bunch of the local trails this week, if the weather cooperates. Any my killer shoulder. I have the feeling that the bike riding is irritating it. Guess I have to break down and visit the doctor. Yesterday I had burning to the elbow, and pain radiating to the hand. Also, even though I am left handed, I do most things with my right hand (including holding the dog's leash). Oh, well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoying this sitting at the kitchen table, sipping coffee and reading everyone's blogs. Could be a regular occurrence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Oh, yeah, guess who picked up her bike this pm and burned a sweet 386 calories getting it home?   Yes, she got a workout in on her vacation.  1 more than I usually manage to get in.  Off to check out some trails to ride tomorrow, since it looks like the weather is going to cooperate!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4837645775139670696?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4837645775139670696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4837645775139670696' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4837645775139670696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4837645775139670696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/vacation.html' title='Vacation!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5737010428159154779</id><published>2009-07-03T08:44:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T08:52:25.375-03:00</updated><title type='text'>July Fitness!</title><content type='html'>Well, it is July 3, and I am on day 3 in a row of activity activity!!!!  Had to borrow a van from work on Tuesday and drop it off first thing Wednesday am as some of the guys were working and may need it.  Threw the bike in the back and rode it home!   It was totally doable and took me about 50 minutes, as I am not in very good shape for biking, and live in Dartmouth which is technically the City of Lakes, but in reality is the city of hills! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I got up early yesterday and biked to work.  HRM said 413 calories burned!  woot!  Had a great day foodwise, especially since I rode back home in the afternoon.  Felt great all day, until about mid-afternoon when I had to have another cup of coffee since I was totally exhausted.  However, I had some fruit as well, and had a banana with almond butter about 45 minutes before I headed home.  Amazingly, it was the exact same calorie burn on the HRM for the trip home (I guess there are the same number of up hills on the way home, too).  I was totally baked last night, though, and had a quick supper and curled up in my favourite chair and ended up dozing all evening.  BK got home from work about 9:15, and I head to scoot to the Superstore to pick up greens, fruit, and yogurt.  There may have been a new lipgloss there, too.  OK, a copy of &lt;a href="http://www.shape.com/"&gt;Shape&lt;/a&gt; found its way in the bag, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, yeah, guess who got up and biked to work again today?  If you guessed me, you would be correct!  Yes, day 3 in a row of parking my tender tush on the bike seat.  I feel amazing and just need to harness some of my mental energy into some paperwork.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5737010428159154779?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5737010428159154779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5737010428159154779' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5737010428159154779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5737010428159154779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/07/july-fitness.html' title='July Fitness!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5278688630870930227</id><published>2009-06-22T19:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:09:03.595-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Guess Who Went for a Run Today?</title><content type='html'>If you guessed me, you would be right!  I took my gear to work with me and put the sneaker to the sidewalk for 5k at lunch today.  I realize it is a treat to have a shower at work, and it does make it a bit of a doh to not work out at lunch.  Actually, last summer I went in early and ran and then showered before work.  Cooler that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got back from dropping BK the car, since he is working again tonight.  Took SK and our bikes and had a quick couple of kms home on the bicycle, too.  Lots of activity calories burned today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my greenie this morning - small orange, a bit of pineapple, and lots of spinach!  Bright green and tasty.  Snack was my typical berries, All Bran, and Liberte Svelte raspberry.  Mmmmm.  Good fuel for my run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Salad with black beans and Kraft Balsamic Fig for lunch (used up the last of the dressing today, so on to something else tomorrow).  And a snack of cherries later.  I was starving about 4, and had an apple and almond butter to tide me over to supper.  Good thing, too, since it is after 7 and supper isn't ready yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper is baked potato, green and yellow beans, and pork chops with a bit of honey garlic sauce.  Should fill me up nicely.  NO AFTER DINNER MUNCHING.  That is a vice that has to stop.  It doesn't do me any good, and I'm just munchy, not hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about all for today.  Off to put supper into MyFitnessPal and catch up on some blogs!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-5278688630870930227?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/5278688630870930227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=5278688630870930227' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5278688630870930227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/5278688630870930227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-who-went-for-run-today.html' title='Guess Who Went for a Run Today?'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7313066238298622762</id><published>2009-06-21T22:20:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:28:39.475-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Days Like Today</title><content type='html'>Make me miss my Dad.  He's been gone for 5 years now, and I still miss him (Mom too).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the kids and I gave DH a bike for Father's Day.  He actually seems excited.  That means more family rides, not just me and SK.  BK does NOT ride bikes.  He actually was a kid that didn't really enjoy bike riding.  SK LOVES it.  Hope the weather is better tomorrow so we can go for a ride (and the bike can get out of the living room - long story).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Otherwise, it was a fairly lazy weekend.  I had a great nap this afternoon, and am just starting to get sleepy (10:25).  Got my hair coloured tonight, though, so no more nasty greys!  Funny, use a light golden brown, and on me it is a better light auburn shade than if I had planned a red.  It will be a change for the summer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm considering trying food photos again to try to keep me honest.  I can't seem to get my head back in the healthy eating game for more than a day or two and I feel soooo icky.  My clothes are tight and I just don't feel my best - which is a total understatement.  I would love to get into a routine of biking and running to and from work - even biking would be a good move.  Technically, I am actually only 5k from door to door, but have about a 15k route that I would  bike.  Anyway, more later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7313066238298622762?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7313066238298622762/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7313066238298622762' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7313066238298622762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7313066238298622762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/days-like-today.html' title='Days Like Today'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4634200669165968611</id><published>2009-06-18T11:36:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T11:39:47.502-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Honestly!</title><content type='html'>I'm sure my first post that just disappeared was better, but anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm exponentially better with the food this week, although still not "perfect".  Still working on the diet mentality and good/bad behaviour.  Moderation does not seem to be a good part of my vocabulary. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops, here comes the boss!  Better go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4634200669165968611?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4634200669165968611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4634200669165968611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4634200669165968611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4634200669165968611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/honestly.html' title='Honestly!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-397589983012970199</id><published>2009-06-16T09:53:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T10:01:01.239-03:00</updated><title type='text'>OK, Day 2!</title><content type='html'>Weighed myself yesterday - 193.5 Gross.  Again, I can't believe I let it happen.  Repeat refrain. Add another chorus.  I don't know about you, but I know all the words to this song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, one day of on plan eating and lots of water under my belt and I am down to 192 today.  Woopie!  I know that is mostly water, but since my TOM is due later this week, it is to be expected.  Food is all measured and journaled for the work day, and there are lean pork chops in the fridge for supper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started the morning with my green smoothie - 1/2 an orange, a small piece of pineapple, and a few frozen grapes with a couple of big handfuls of spinach and my omega oil, so clean and fresh tasting.  It's 10 now, and I'm about to eat my berries with All Bran and Lemon Liberte yogurt.  I leave it sitting and it is almost like cheesecake by the time I eat it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angie posted about the Amy's Cheese Burrito, and there is one patiently waiting in the freezer for me to try for lunch with some mini cucumbers and grapes or cherries.  Mmmm.  Whatever fruit doesn't get eaten with lunch will be a snack for the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Planning to hit the road on my bike tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-397589983012970199?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/397589983012970199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=397589983012970199' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/397589983012970199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/397589983012970199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/ok-day-2.html' title='OK, Day 2!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-534189650696336740</id><published>2009-06-04T10:29:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T10:33:58.506-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 4!</title><content type='html'>Sweet!  It's Thursday already, and I have been eating real food (within calorie budget) and exercising every day this week. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday went for an hour long bike ride, then had a 20 minute walk with Fattdoggg.  Tuesday did a 13k LSD run through Shubie park - beautiful.  My butt and hips are still complaining about these two activities, but I will live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I had a meeting, so had to cancel my bike ride, but took Fattdoggg for a 40 minute walk to blow the cobwebs off and work some of the stiffness out of my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight - Should be a bike ride, but may drag the SK out for a run.  SK wants to do a Kids of Steel Triathlon on the weekend, so I also have to drop off his registration.  Way to go SK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogging from work again, so I better get back to it and earn my salary!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-534189650696336740?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/534189650696336740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=534189650696336740' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/534189650696336740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/534189650696336740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/day-4.html' title='Day 4!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-4849053451374276815</id><published>2009-06-02T08:31:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T09:13:16.147-03:00</updated><title type='text'>One Day Down!</title><content type='html'>Ate good and on plan all day.  No crappy treats, just real food.  Felt so much better.  Saddled up and went for a 1 hour bike ride after supper.  Note to self - hubby's meatloaf and exercise are not a good combo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan for today is already input into MyFitnessPal, and I have my new sneakers just crying to be run in.  Weeeee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started my morning with a smoothie - apple and spinach with some fresh ginger and the residue of SKs fruit smoothie (raspberry, banana, grape, and kiwi).  Working on my second cup of coffee right now, and have my fruit, cereal and yogurt waiting for a mid-morning meal.  Wowza.  Follow that up with a run at lunch and I'll really be overcharged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-4849053451374276815?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/4849053451374276815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=4849053451374276815' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4849053451374276815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/4849053451374276815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/06/one-day-down.html' title='One Day Down!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-946882468731989320</id><published>2009-05-28T16:26:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T16:37:02.321-03:00</updated><title type='text'>I Have to SIt Up Straight</title><content type='html'>Or my muffin top is bigger than my boob.  That is no small feet, because no one has EVER mistaken me for a boy.  I am most definitely boobilicious (take that Beyonce!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I am still struggling with this whole food thing.  I don't know what is up with me, but half my summer clothes are tight (the other half fit - so not a good thing).  I share space with the boss man again, and he is of the uber healthy no junk food persuasion.  At least I eat healthy when he is here, but I can still do a crap load of damage after I get home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did run on Monday at lunch - hill repeats.  My ass felt like I had been for a bike ride.  Tuesday I went for a bike ride.  Wednesday my ass hurt.  I was supposed to run at lunch, but ended up working and didn't get out of the office until after 7:30.  By then I was famished and in no mood to work out.  I had to pick the BK up from work at 8:30 anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was psychologically prepared for rain today (which didn't happen) and I forgot my jacket at home, so my gym stuff is sitting very lonely in the washroom.  Hubby is out tonight, and so is BK.  Guess I will have to convince SK to go for a bike ride with me again tonight.  Baby Steps.&lt;br /&gt;Unless I can convince SK to go for a run with me, although he is of the sprint then walk philosophy (followed by just walk).  But he is 9 and is still out to enjoy life, not get a real workout. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Change of plan.  BK has a concert tonight.  I wish he would make sure I was awake when he tells me these things.  Or that he spoke out loud when he mentions these things.  Teenagers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-946882468731989320?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/946882468731989320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=946882468731989320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/946882468731989320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/946882468731989320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-have-to-sit-up-straight.html' title='I Have to SIt Up Straight'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-6947113627008534115</id><published>2009-05-21T14:02:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T14:06:59.865-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Slow and Steady</title><content type='html'>Well, I'm back to eating mostly real foods, and am thoroughly thankful that the big assed ham I bought at Costco on the weekend is finally gone.  Lots of fruits and veggies and water have been consumed, and I am wearing a path in the floor heading for the bathroom.  Yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To top it off, got my period today (don't know why it almost always seems to "sneak up" on me, I've been having it for over 2/3 of my life and I should expect it by now.  Bonus is I feel like a sponge that is being rung out and my bra doesn't feel too small anymore!  Downside, almost no supplies at work.  Gotta head out at some point, and need metal tape to fix the dryer at home so I have pants to wear tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran Tuesday night, and am supposed to run tonight.  Gotta pick the boss up at the airport, and will have him drop me somewhere in the general area of my house and will run from there.  Fruits, veggies, water, and a run.  That is the PLAN for today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-6947113627008534115?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/6947113627008534115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=6947113627008534115' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6947113627008534115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/6947113627008534115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/05/slow-and-steady.html' title='Slow and Steady'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7431953879964507019</id><published>2009-05-19T12:04:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T12:08:55.425-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to Reality!</title><content type='html'>And a new, revised routine.  Brought good food to work with me, and started my day with an amazing fruit smoothie.  I'm eating a gigantic salad with black beans for lunch, and have some yogurt and All Bran for a snack later.  The plan is to get out for a run tonight, but hubby is still not feeling the best (BK shared his flu with him for the weekend).  Alternative plan is to pack up SK and head to Shubie for a bike ride, except BK has band practice, so there goes the car.  Guess a ride around the neighbourhood would be an alternative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When SK went through his race kit from Saturday, he found a flyer for Kids of Steel - a kids triathlon program.  He loves to swim and bike, and is developing a taste for running, so he wants to try one next month.  I figure he should clock a few miles on his bike to prepare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a great day folks, ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7431953879964507019?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7431953879964507019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7431953879964507019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7431953879964507019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7431953879964507019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/05/back-to-reality.html' title='Back to Reality!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-159925336487659878</id><published>2009-05-18T14:10:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T14:15:24.667-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Bluenose!</title><content type='html'>It's all about the bling.  SK wanted to run the Youth Run at the Bluenose again this year.  Can't let a 9 year old have more bling than Mom, so I did the 5k.  My time was terrible because I wasn't really prepared, but I ran the whole thing, only walked for about 30 seconds when I couldn't get my water bottle out of my belt.  Time sucked, but I still have the shirt, the medal, and the right to say I did it.  I was hoping to beat 40 minutes (same goal as last year) but I got blocked in a few times and missed it by 20 seconds.  Still, I'm happy I finished the race considering how self sabotaging I have been of late.  Even if I hadn't been running, the weight gain was a definite downfall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's now in the past, and I still think I am giving my kids a good example.  SK brought down the info from his race kit for junior triathlons.  He may be interested in trying at least one.  woo hoo.  He's been gaining extra weight this winter (OK, he's 9.5 and weighs 89 lbs - not obese but he was always skinny - like he had an outie belly button because there was not belly, even as an infant, and now he has an innie).  I am off to check out the website and see what it is all about.  Good excuse to get him to ride his bike and run.  He loves swimming anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-159925336487659878?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/159925336487659878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=159925336487659878' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/159925336487659878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/159925336487659878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/05/bluenose.html' title='Bluenose!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-2346664163101184183</id><published>2009-05-09T10:14:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T10:21:40.351-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Bad Blogger, Batman</title><content type='html'>Not a lot to say.  Been really busy this week with family and work stuff.  Not a lot of exercise, and food was "on the fly" which means not necessarily the best.   And, since I am blogging from work on a Saturday morning, things haven't settled down yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in the process of moving desks, which means that almost every time I got to do something, I have to truck over to my old office and get part of the job.  Unfortunately there is a bunch of packing of old materials, etc. before I can actually move all my stuff to the new area.  Oh, well, it means I get to go for walks on a regular basis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much else, so ttfn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-2346664163101184183?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/2346664163101184183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=2346664163101184183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2346664163101184183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/2346664163101184183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/05/holy-bad-blogger-batman.html' title='Holy Bad Blogger, Batman'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-3523028385921550089</id><published>2009-04-26T19:09:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-26T19:14:55.701-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Go the Activity Cobwebs Blown Away!</title><content type='html'>After the catch with SK yesterday I jumped on my bike in the afternoon and took off for about an hour.  My hiney is quite sore, and so are my hamstrings.  That didn't stop me though because today ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7.5k run!  Over 600 calories burned, according to trusty HRM.  What a beautiful day.  I may be a little sunkissed, but am totally jazzed.  Followed up supper with a short bike ride with SK (that was really painful to start, as my sits bones are killing me).  Feeling like a fitness ace today!  However, I am so going to pay for it tomorrow. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to clean out the tub for a nice hot soak tonight.  Food was better today, too, although there is still a lot of room for improvement. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-3523028385921550089?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/3523028385921550089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=3523028385921550089' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3523028385921550089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/3523028385921550089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/04/go-activity-cobwebs-blown-away.html' title='Go the Activity Cobwebs Blown Away!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1261211427892818616</id><published>2009-04-25T15:47:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T15:52:42.056-03:00</updated><title type='text'>The Sun!</title><content type='html'>It's shining!  It is warm.  BK is cleaning my car!  It is shining and he is almost done cleaning the wheels.  Sweet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played some catch with SK this morning - shoulder is not going to be too happy with my tomorrow) and went for a nice bike ride as well.  What a great day to get outside!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garden is cleaned out from the winter and ready to grow.  Yard is raked.  Fabulous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run to the store in a bit, since hubby wants burgers for supper since the bbq is out of the shed and ready to go.  Gotta have a shower since I am a little ripe after the bike ride. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOM is over and I am feeling back in control.  Time to dig the food journal back out.  I've been trying the "intuitive eating" and it is not working for me.  I am not far enough through my mental processes to only eat when I am hungry.  If that was all it took, I would have kept my weight off years ago.  Calories in and calories out.  I'm sorry if that is the diet mentality, but I can't deal with my pants being tight for much longer.  I had to get my "fat' pants out of the goodwill bag last week.  Sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1261211427892818616?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1261211427892818616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1261211427892818616' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1261211427892818616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1261211427892818616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/04/sun.html' title='The Sun!'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-7628248687730874508</id><published>2009-04-23T21:30:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T21:39:20.838-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Second Verse Same as the First</title><content type='html'>I realize why they say the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over again and expecting a different result.  Thankfully I am starting to feel back in control.  TOM arrived yesterday (YEAH!) so PMS is now over and I'm looking forward to being back in control.  Rough month this month.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Food workshop was really interesting.  The instructor made some really interesting and tasty recipes that I am looking forward to trying out myself.  Just gotta get to the store and pick up some ingredients.  Can't wait for next week.  We are going to do some of the stuff ourselves.  We even have a super duper blender at work that we can use to make smoothies, etc.  Thank you Mr. Bossman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SK has been enjoying our fruit smoothies this week - I have been taking a nice big smoothie of fruit and yogurt with our omega oil every morning.  That, with a big salad for lunch is a nice light and filling meal plan. However, I'm a little concerned because I've been snacking in the evening too, which is not like me and has to stop. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to a nice weekend.  I HAVE to clean my car - it is gross after the winter.  Doesn't help that the interior is light grey and my floor mats are so ground full of crud.  It is going to take some work to get them clean. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to get out for a run and a nice long bike ride this weekend as well.  I want to get the bike rack out and head out for a trail ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-7628248687730874508?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/7628248687730874508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=7628248687730874508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7628248687730874508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/7628248687730874508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/04/second-verse-same-as-first.html' title='Second Verse Same as the First'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-1654303162327751261</id><published>2009-04-19T19:49:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-19T20:00:28.162-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Climbing out of the Rut</title><content type='html'>Well, I finished reading Intuitive Eating.  Excellent book and totally thought-provoking.  I have been in a huge rut for a while, in all aspects of my life.  Things at work are head-on for changes, and that is always interesting.  Things at home are settling down, or maybe I'm just settling down.  Anyway, I am ready to give the Intuitive Eating process a go.  I'm seriously interested in cleaning up my food choices (I actually do eat quite well, but there is always room to improve).  I'm starting a raw food workshop on Tuesday nights for a few weeks.  It sounds really interesting, and I hope to get my boys onboard a bit, too.  My boss and his wife are going as well - they have been moving in that direction for a while, and I am going to need all the energy I can muster to keep up with him in the next while!  LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching Spectacle with Elvis Costello right now, and am totally enjoying and inspired by the songwriters he has on tonight.  How I wish I had the talent to write music!  I've been missing the music part of my life, and the days when I used to write poetry.  I've been so hung up on the physical aspects of my life, I think I have been ignoring the spiritual side.  Balance!  That is what is needed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ttfn, gotta walk Fattdogg before I head to Lower Sackville to pick up BK.  He has been on a band weekend (yes, he can legitimately say..."one time, at band camp" as he spent two summer there) and I have to meet his bus at 9:15.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9208570-1654303162327751261?l=espressomama.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/feeds/1654303162327751261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9208570&amp;postID=1654303162327751261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1654303162327751261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9208570/posts/default/1654303162327751261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://espressomama.blogspot.com/2009/04/climbing-out-of-rut.html' title='Climbing out of the Rut'/><author><name>Espressomama</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12214280222202896717</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9208570.post-5920940418288061180</id><published>2009-04-12T09:43:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-12T09:48:21.566-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>The Evil Chocolate Pushing Rabbit has visted. He left his &lt;span&gt;crack, oops treats, all over the house.  Eggs have been hunted, games have been played, BK has gone to work, I need a nap, and it isn't even 10 yet.  Yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Raining again.  Crap.  Still not eating well, knees are aching (probably from too much sugar in my diet).  Gotta get my shit together.  I am tired of feeling like crap. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;Anyway, off to figure out my plan for the week.  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