<?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-2556742994106256558</id><updated>2011-11-04T06:56:06.143-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Pigalicious</title><subtitle type='html'>My journey from piggish to DELICIOUS, from not to HOT</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>216</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-975850865882497339</id><published>2011-04-10T22:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-10T22:29:58.577-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Four days of exercise this week. I ran out of exercise clothes, and didn't get caught up on the laundry, so that was enough of an excuse. Come to think of it, I still don't have any clean exercise clothes... Diet, still no good.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-975850865882497339?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/975850865882497339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/four-days-of-exercise-this-week.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/975850865882497339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/975850865882497339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/four-days-of-exercise-this-week.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4190198517263974076</id><published>2011-04-03T22:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-04-03T22:35:07.188-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I thought it worth mentioning that I got in 5 days of exercise this past week. Four days of walking, including a 2+ mile trek with Wrigley in the stroller to see the cows. The weather was great on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;some days&lt;/span&gt;, not on others. Good thing I have a treadmill. Stuart and I played &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;racquetball&lt;/span&gt; on the fifth day for date night. It was my first time ever. I wasn't very good, but it was fun. Not sure how fun it was for Stuart since I was not any kind of a challenge. I was lucky to keep a volley going. Still struggling majorly with diet, but it's something.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4190198517263974076?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4190198517263974076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-thought-it-worth-mentioning-that-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4190198517263974076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4190198517263974076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/04/i-thought-it-worth-mentioning-that-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5241894176386975086</id><published>2011-03-25T12:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-03-25T12:29:39.360-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Men Are From Mars</title><content type='html'>So, my hubby is loosing weight.  He started P90X in mid January.  He stuck with it for about 6 weeks.  He hasn't really exercised in probably a month.  He watches what he eats.  Most of the the time.  He coaches a high school baseball team, so he swings the bat 300 times a day and jogs over to first base whenever they're up to bat in a game, and he refs church basketball games on Saturday afternoon, but there's no real &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cardio&lt;/span&gt; going on.  He just not eating as much as he use to, and he's still dropping weight every week.  He's down 32 lbs. in 11 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's disgusting.  It doesn't seem like he's even trying!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean it's good.  I'm proud of him for doing it.  He looks great, which is good for me and for him.  I'm sure his heart is healthier, and eventually, after a few surgeries, his knees (ankle, shoulder...) might not hurt so much.  I can tell he's excited about new clothes and looking better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I'm having a really hard time being happy for him.  It comes down to jealousy I suppose.  I worked so hard for so long to loose the weight I did.  It took me 6 months of running six days a week, watching what I ate every day, and eventually counting calories to loose that same amount.  I remember celebrating 32 lbs. lost at my brother's wedding.  Now here I am having gained back every bit of my 43 lb. total and then some. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every pound he looses somehow makes me feel more the failure.  I guess I feel left behind.  The better he looks, the more disgusting I feel.  The more excuses I find.  The more hopeless it seems.  Especially since I have the possibility of another baby looming over me.  What's the point if I just have to get fat and pregnant anyway.  I'm twenty pounds heavier than I ever was at the beginning of a pregnancy.  I don't hit this weight until I'm about 6 months in.  Of course I can't tell him any of this because I; 1) don't want him to say "I told you so," and 2) I don't want him to feel bad for his success, and 3) I don't want him to stop.  Like I said, he's looking &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Sigh*  I've gone so far backwards.  I feel like since I've failed what's the point?  Why go through all the effort since I'll probably just end up fat, and probably fatter than before?  You'd think all this dribble would be motivating.  It really just encourages me to make cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5241894176386975086?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5241894176386975086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-are-from-mars.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5241894176386975086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5241894176386975086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/03/men-are-from-mars.html' title='Men Are From Mars'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2247918071025598652</id><published>2011-01-20T20:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T21:02:39.548-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today marks the day of epic failure.  Complete and total failure.  I surely haven't earned weight loss, but seeing the same number I saw flashing back at me on the scale when I started this journey almost two years ago was extremely disheartening.  I don't normally weigh in on Thursday, but I just came off the flu, and despite a few days of eating little or nothing, I felt and looked bigger.  Sure enough, I've gained 7 lbs. in the last week.  I feel no hope.  I don't know that it's even worth the effort.  Even if I loose weight for a little while, it's doubtful I'll keep it off long enough to matter.  Hopeless, pointless, failure...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2247918071025598652?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2247918071025598652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-marks-day-of-epic-failure.html#comment-form' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2247918071025598652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2247918071025598652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2011/01/today-marks-day-of-epic-failure.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2075350929167857213</id><published>2010-11-17T07:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-17T07:29:04.114-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, I gained two pounds.  Only exercising one day last week, and a big time cookie binge will do that to ya'.  So I'm trying to get it right again this week.  Week two of the running program.  I ran 2 min./walked 1 yesterday.  Today's a walk day.  I'm oh, so, tired.  I'll have to get it in sometime.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2075350929167857213?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2075350929167857213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-i-gained-two-pounds.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2075350929167857213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2075350929167857213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/so-i-gained-two-pounds.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7801866972048247114</id><published>2010-11-04T17:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-04T17:18:38.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>3-0 again today!  30 minute walk outside with the baby (who's 2 and not really a "baby" anymore).  Now if only I hadn't made cookies to take to scouts today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7801866972048247114?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7801866972048247114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-0-again-today-30-minute-walk-outside.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7801866972048247114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7801866972048247114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/3-0-again-today-30-minute-walk-outside.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-83160246257774650</id><published>2010-11-03T10:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T10:21:26.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Days in A Row</title><content type='html'>It's progress.  I didn't make it out of be this morning.  I made the mistake of laying my head back down after the alarm went off, and next thing I knew the 7:00 am alarm was ringing.  I wavered for a few hours, telling myself that I'd get it in later, maybe in the evening, but in the end I knew I wouldn't get on the treadmill tonight.  I'd be tired.  There would be dishes, and sewing to do. I just had to do it.  The twins went out to play with friends (I feel a bit guilty about that), and Wrigley came to the basement to play while I did my 30 min walk/run per runner's world's schedule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've decided there are three things I want to accomplish each day; personal scripture study, personal prayers, get my exercise in.  If I can do those three things I'll count it as a good day.  Everything else is extra right now.  Anyone who walks into my house will know it!  Today I'm 3-0.  Yea!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-83160246257774650?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/83160246257774650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/two-days-in-row.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/83160246257774650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/83160246257774650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/two-days-in-row.html' title='Two Days in A Row'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1112725207649461348</id><published>2010-11-02T09:34:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T09:53:25.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Goal</title><content type='html'>"Let's start at the very beginning.  A very good place to start..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to face the fact that my original &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;weight loss&lt;/span&gt;/fitness goal has flown out the window.  Rather than continue being frustrated with my back tracking, and how far I've &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;gotten, I've decided to move on.  I'm going to recognize the success I had, I've kept off 17 of the 74 lbs. and start fresh.  New road.  New race.  It's all up from here.  I'm taking a tip from a friend and going back to the &lt;a href="http://www.runnersworld.com/article/0,7120,s6-238-520--9397-2-1X5-3,00.html"&gt;beginner's running program &lt;/a&gt;from &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;runnersworld&lt;/span&gt;.com.  10&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;k's&lt;/span&gt; and even 5&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;k's&lt;/span&gt; sound dreadful at the moment.  A 30 minute walk/run?  That I can do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I'm not in the mental game yet.  Due to physical/hormonal factors, I am tired all the time.  The medications don't seem to being doing much to help.  I've allowed myself to say sleep is better than exercise, but I don't feel any better when I manage to get it.  I've been eating like crazy.  The good stuff too- which is really code for "bad for me."  I've had kind of a "stick it to 'em" attitude.  The trouble is, the "'em" is me.  Make sense?  No?  It doesn't to me either, and yet I continue.  Our financial famine is showing signs of improvement, so hopefully the food selection will also improve in the near future.  That might make eating right easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other concerns I have; my hip.  Old lady?  Yes, but my right hip has been giving me trouble since I did the two hour &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;thon&lt;/span&gt; a couple months ago.  I'll have to look into exercises again, to strengthen and protect it.  Speaking of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;, my studio is closing down, so good-bye to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt; *&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;snif&lt;/span&gt;* Also, I could use new shoes.  I don't like the ones I'm wearing.  Plus they're a year old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hubs has taken an interest in fitness lately.  He and a friend are working out together.  He's even counted his calories a number of times.  Funny he had no interest during the year that I was doing well.  Now he's making suggestions, and I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;rebelling&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Anyhoo&lt;/span&gt;... we'll see how the day goes.  Experiment on the word right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1112725207649461348?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1112725207649461348/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-goal.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1112725207649461348'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1112725207649461348'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-goal.html' title='A New Goal'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3206471414090480026</id><published>2010-10-14T11:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T11:19:42.796-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lab Work</title><content type='html'>I've heard people say that we're all dying, very slowly.  I'm just dying a little less slowly than most people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blood Sugars?  Not better.  Worse.&lt;br /&gt;Thyroid?  Fine.&lt;br /&gt;Testosterone?  Non-existant.  Literally.&lt;br /&gt;Progesterone?  In the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin B12.  Improving.&lt;br /&gt;Vitamin D3.  Improving.&lt;br /&gt;Iron?  Not where it should be.&lt;br /&gt;Ferritin?  What?  What's that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, in addition my cholesterol has creeped out of "normal" range, my adrenal glands aren't doing whatever it is they're suppose to do, and my reflux is coming back.  I'm tired and I just want to eat cookies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3206471414090480026?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3206471414090480026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/lab-work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3206471414090480026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3206471414090480026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/10/lab-work.html' title='Lab Work'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1064198999716646617</id><published>2010-09-28T09:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-28T09:35:33.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Two Ton Heffer</title><content type='html'>So maybe not two &lt;em&gt;tons&lt;/em&gt; but the 2 on the scale is not in a good position.  I swore, never again.  I never wanted to see that number again.  &lt;em&gt;Never&lt;/em&gt;.  And yet there it was.  I kept getting closer, and in the back of my head I thought, "as long as it's not 200 I'm still doing okay."  But I'm still fat at 198, and 198 is only a weekend away from 200.  Heck, I'm still fat at 194.  I don't really start to look and feel better until I'm in the low 180's.  I got to experience that for a few months.  I felt pretty darn good.  I think that was part of the problem.  I developed an attitude of "good enough".  I was exercising so much I could eat whatever.  I looked good enough I was entitled to eat whatever.  I'm so sad.  So disappointed in myself.  So hopeless.  I feel like such a failure.  And all I want to do is eat cookies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to an addiction recovery class last week.  I think I could use it, but for now I'll have to do the program at home.  If I can commit myself to it.  I can't quite wrap my head around it.  It takes so much work.  So much discipline.  So much time!  I know that even if I do everything I'm suppose to I'll be lucky to be down 15 lbs. by the end of the year.  It'll take me til' next Summer to reach my ultimate goal.  I'm right where I started.  I've been 200 lbs. a hundred times.  I thought I'd finally broken that.  Guess not.  I feel like, what's the point.  I'll never make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1064198999716646617?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1064198999716646617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-ton-heffer.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1064198999716646617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1064198999716646617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/two-ton-heffer.html' title='Two Ton Heffer'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6855367388493193802</id><published>2010-09-13T09:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-13T09:51:29.747-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a rough stretch, full of cookies and intermittent exercise.  Last week started out horribly with a major cookie binge.  It was utterly embarrassing.  I estimate 36 cookies within a 24 hour period.  That included making a second batch to cover up the fact that most of the first batch was missing.  If that's not addiction, I don't know what is.  At least it prompted me to better myself.  I ran on the treadmill Tuesday night for about an hour, Pilates Wednesday morning, ran outside Thursday morning, Zumbatoning Friday... I ate pretty well too.  Until Saturday.  Then I skipped exercise because I took a night shift helping a lady who just brought home Triplets.  Then there were cookies at my twin mom's day out, and I helped myself.  So... this week I'm hoping for 5 days workout.  Baby steps.  I went running, but it was not a good run.  I walked half of it.  I was heavy, slow, my right knee was not cooperating... but I did go out.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6855367388493193802?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6855367388493193802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-rough-stretch-full-of-cookies.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6855367388493193802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6855367388493193802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/its-been-rough-stretch-full-of-cookies.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1980797495984557014</id><published>2010-09-03T13:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T13:25:53.554-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Good run yesterday. Somewhere between 3 and 4 miles. GREAT weather! Sore this morning. Zumba was also GRRRREAT this morning! Still eating crappy, but we'll get to that. Feeling energized at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a marathon relay I really want to do.  Problem(s); I don't have my share of the $200 entry fee, neither do I have 4 team mates, and not sure I could do all 5.2 miles by next week.  I could probably get the team together.  Probably push through the miles, pretty sure the money will still be non existant whether the race is in one week or one hundred.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1980797495984557014?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1980797495984557014/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-run-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1980797495984557014'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1980797495984557014'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/good-run-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8559403545846304893</id><published>2010-09-01T08:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:15:06.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is not off to a great start.  The kids kept me up most of the night, and I didn't get up early because I had a pliates class after the kids left for school this morning, but I forgot that Chloe had a dentist appointment scheduled, so there went my car.  I think I'm going to be fat forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8559403545846304893?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8559403545846304893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-is-not-off-to-great-start.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8559403545846304893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8559403545846304893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/09/today-is-not-off-to-great-start.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8302350708522121427</id><published>2010-08-31T07:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-01T08:13:49.821-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm not going to go in to the details of last week, or yesterday. Let's just say I need to find a new word that's worse than abysmal. Today's a weigh-in day. Gained a pound. Surprised it was 10. I keep expecting to see the dreaded 200 on the scale... anyhoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pre-workout snack:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 slice wheat toast w/ PB (180)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My good eating lasted until mid-afternoon, at which point I caved to the munchies and chocolate milk that was in the house.  I did fine at dinner, but was hungry and bed time and instead of just going to bed, I thought, "oh, chocolate milk won't hurt" Dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb, dumb (to the tune of the old Tums commercial)!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8302350708522121427?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8302350708522121427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-not-going-to-go-in-to-details-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8302350708522121427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8302350708522121427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-not-going-to-go-in-to-details-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1846352875118825337</id><published>2010-08-27T10:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-27T10:41:55.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay.  Not the best week for exercise, or food.  I can see my face getting rounder as my jaw line merges with my neck, and my gut plumps up and spreads farther out into my lap.  Can one say collosial failure?  *sigh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Zumbatoning this morning.  And I ate a descent breakfast.  I have to have bloodwork done and visit the doctor in the next two weeks.  It's so embarrassing to go and have to show how much I've gained instead of lost.  *sigh again*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1846352875118825337?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1846352875118825337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1846352875118825337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1846352875118825337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8989340097074343384</id><published>2010-08-24T11:11:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T11:19:12.219-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in Day</title><content type='html'>Last week's routine was thrown off in preparation for and the duration of my trip to Denver!  I got up at the awful hour of 5:30 am to go walking with my mom while I was there, still it only resulted in 3 days of exercise for the week.  The trip was grrrrreat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was terrified to step on the scale this morning.  Given last week's 5 lb. weight gain, and the delicious restaurants and yummy food prepared by my mom last week.  I mustered up the courage and was surprised to see I'd dropped 4 lbs.  Kind of amazing.  Not sure how it happened. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning was the first day of school, which means it's time for mom to get back to her early morning routine.  The alarm went off at 6 am, and I made it out the door by 6:30.  Scriptures are at 7, so not enough time for a long run, but I got a couple miles in (in the literal sense of a "couple" meaning 2).  It was chilly and windy.  WINDY.  I am not a fan of the wind.  My ears always hurt by the time I get home from the wind blowing in them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I did okay at breakfast, two pieces of wheat toast with peanut butter.  Higher in calories and carbs than I should, but we're desperate for a trip to the store.  Lunch kind of got away from me.  At least the discipline part of it.  I at 2- ugh!  It's worse in print- that's TWO grilled cheese sandwiches and an apple.  And I really just want to keep eating.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8989340097074343384?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8989340097074343384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-day_24.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8989340097074343384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8989340097074343384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-day_24.html' title='Weigh-in Day'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4096235719717686803</id><published>2010-08-18T13:48:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T13:49:24.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was up late working last night.  This home crafty business thing is going to kill me.  I'm not even sure it's going to provide the $90/month I need to pay for preschool for the twins.  I overslept and missed Pilates this morning.  It's going to kill me next week for sure!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4096235719717686803?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4096235719717686803/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-up-late-working-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4096235719717686803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4096235719717686803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-was-up-late-working-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2949639958749567733</id><published>2010-08-17T18:10:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-17T18:11:38.278-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's official.  I'm going to be fat forever.  I managed to gain 5 lbs. this week.  I didn't expect progress because of last week's limited activity and good food binge, but I didn't expect to gain 5 lbs.  I ran/walked today.  *sigh*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2949639958749567733?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2949639958749567733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-official.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2949639958749567733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2949639958749567733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/its-official.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2213683941648260475</id><published>2010-08-16T15:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T15:07:37.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got to run in Park City this weekend.  I was excited to run in a new place.  Especially after several days off due to a cut on my toe that prevented me from wearing shoes.  The altitude caught me off guard a little.  I didn't expect it to be much different.  It was a great run!  Lasted about an hour, however far that took me.  Now I was up there for a girls' weekend get away, which was GREAT, however, I ate my weight in delicious foodstuffs.  I was so tired that I didn't get up this morning to run either.  I'll have to do better tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2213683941648260475?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2213683941648260475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/got-to-run-in-park-city-this-weekend.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2213683941648260475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2213683941648260475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/got-to-run-in-park-city-this-weekend.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2746367940896423861</id><published>2010-08-11T10:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:25:38.559-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm in a funk these days.  Too much life.  I slept in yesterday, and even though my husband was home, I skipped my run.  My eating was okay though.  This morning I got my butt kicked at Pilates.  Now for the eating.  Cream of Wheat for breakfast.  We'll see how the rest of the day goes.  I don't know if I have it in me today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2746367940896423861?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2746367940896423861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-in-funk-these-days.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2746367940896423861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2746367940896423861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/im-in-funk-these-days.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1571582442255010705</id><published>2010-08-09T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T18:50:42.690-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am so tired of the limitations in my kitchen.  I am tired of saying okay, I have this meat I can use for dinner, trying to find recipes for it and not having ingredients to make anything.  I am so tired of having my cupboards void of things that should be staples in the kitchen; chicken broth (or even granuals for that matter), soy sauce, teriyaki, basil, canned beans, canned pineapple, mandarin oranges, chicken breasts, mushrooms, olives, parmesean (any kind of cheese but cheddar blocks)... the list goes on.  Today, I was looking for something to make with sausage.  Everything, and I mean EVERYTHING required a staple ingredient that I haven't had in my kitchen for months.  We ended up with southern biscuits and gravy that are now residing like a lead brick in my stomach.  How is one suppose to loose weight with this hurdle?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1571582442255010705?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1571582442255010705/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-so-tired-of-limitations-in-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1571582442255010705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1571582442255010705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-am-so-tired-of-limitations-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8382660727760618763</id><published>2010-08-09T10:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-09T10:55:59.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I ruined any good I did last week by looking for and making a doughnut recipe, that was irressistable.  I made the recipe twice, once with my husband on Saturday night to see if it was any good, and again on Sunday with the kids.  Great.  Way. To. Go.   So, I got up and went running this morning.  Took a big break in the middle.  I found a shady spot to pray and ponder over one of life's dilemmas, and then ran home.  I made it up the dang hill!  I had decided I wasn't going to eat any of the left over doughnuts, that decision lasted until I walked through the door.  *sigh*  The lack of will power is mind boggling.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8382660727760618763?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8382660727760618763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-ruined-any-good-i-did-last-week-by.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8382660727760618763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8382660727760618763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-ruined-any-good-i-did-last-week-by.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6585919967805218267</id><published>2010-08-07T10:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T10:37:49.729-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I did kind of okay on my eating yesterday.  Unless you count the four cookies I snitched, and the ice-cream I ate after dinner, oh and we went to a Chinese Buffet for our last date ever.  It wasn't even good.  Well, the ice-cream was.  So were the cookies.  Anyhoo... I went running this morning!   Yeah for me!  Somewhere between 3 and 4 miles.  I did walk a chunk of it, but most of it was spent running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now for the eating portion of my day.  It's such a long portion of the day.  I started with a bowl of Raisin Bran, which I don't particularly like, but the only other option is Cheerios and that gets boring after a while.  And it has more protein, but it also has higher mush potential.  Bleh.  The memory is getting worse as I type this.  I think I may need something else to change the taste in the back of my throat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6585919967805218267?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6585919967805218267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-did-kind-of-okay-on-my-eating.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6585919967805218267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6585919967805218267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-did-kind-of-okay-on-my-eating.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8424681905493422511</id><published>2010-08-06T10:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T10:33:11.420-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I missed my exercise yesterday.  I slept in because I was up so late the night before, and the evening was given to working at my little biz.  Eating was not what it should have been either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I went to Zumba Toning.  Eating well so far.  We'll see if I can keep it up.  11:30 and I'm ready to run away from the children.  Far, far, away...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8424681905493422511?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8424681905493422511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-missed-my-exercise-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8424681905493422511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8424681905493422511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/i-missed-my-exercise-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3416911614323715793</id><published>2010-08-04T09:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-04T09:48:14.971-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ouch!  Pilates hurts...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That being said, I didn't do too bad with my eating yesterday.  Now for today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3416911614323715793?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3416911614323715793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch-pilates-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3416911614323715793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3416911614323715793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/ouch-pilates-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6148187099236963424</id><published>2010-08-03T08:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-03T08:10:16.048-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in Day</title><content type='html'>I have no idea what number I'm on since I stopped counting months ago.  Probably 60 or 70 something.  Anyhoo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so scared to step on the scale this morning.  I was certain I had gained weight and was afraid of gaining enough to see the dreaded 200 flash upon my scale.  I imagined myself spending the day curled up in a ball crying over my abysmal failure.  Instead I was surprised to see that I'd lost 2 pounds!  I'm really in disbelief, so I'm finding myself with a reserved excitement over it.  That Zumba/Dance party must have burned literally a ka-jillion calories.  I've certainly been sore enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I got up and went running.  I rolled my ankle on Friday, it didn't start bothering me until I wore heals to church yesterday.  So I walked extra long in the beginning to ensure I was good and warmed up.  It was buggin' for the first few blocks, but I took care to ensure my form was correct and paid close attention to how it was feeling.  The discomfort disappeared, and all in all it was a good run.  Not long.  Just shy of 3 miles if you include all the walking.  My ankle feels it now though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, now for the nutrition portion of fitness.  Yesterday was horrible, lets see if I can do better today...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6148187099236963424?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6148187099236963424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-day.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6148187099236963424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6148187099236963424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/weigh-in-day.html' title='Weigh-in Day'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6008787095287919520</id><published>2010-08-02T16:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T16:44:06.092-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;OINK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6008787095287919520?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6008787095287919520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/oink.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6008787095287919520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6008787095287919520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/oink.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3122832108548509264</id><published>2010-08-02T09:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T09:09:56.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Zumba Mania!</title><content type='html'>Saturday was the first ever National Day of Dance. To celebrate, my local fitness center, &lt;a href="http://www.elevatemb.com/"&gt;Elevate&lt;/a&gt;, put on a big shin dig, culminating in a 2+ hour &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; fest. They had teachers from all over the state, as well as the creator of &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;, and we got our groove on for a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;looooooong&lt;/span&gt; time. I made it through the whole two hours with some energy to spare, but I am sure feeling it now. OUCH! I'm sore. Of course I ruined my calorie burning fest with caramel corn over indulgence yesterday. I'm an addict you know...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... I was up really late last night, so I didn't make it up for my run this morning. We'll see if I manage to squish it in later. I haven't been very good about that. Started off the day with a &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carb&lt;/span&gt; bomb waffle. Good way to start the week :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3122832108548509264?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3122832108548509264/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/zumba-mania.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3122832108548509264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3122832108548509264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/08/zumba-mania.html' title='Zumba Mania!'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4272962302840308254</id><published>2010-07-30T10:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-31T09:16:12.540-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, yesterday was a total waste. I was up really late the night before prepping for scouts, so I didn't get up in time for a run, and didn't squish it in later in the day because I was tired, and I'm trying get some house work done. I can't figure out how to do it all. Plus I finished off the goodies that were hiding. A gazillion calories I'm sure. I was already feeling bad about it, and felt even worse hearing my husband mutter under his breath about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a new day. I was up late again sorting through clothes, trying to get everything rotated and take inventory before school starts (in three weeks). I went to my Zumba-toning class. I love it, but it kicked my bum this morning. Eating is another thing. I was so hungry when I got home I ate four blueberry-cottage cheese pancakes. Oink!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating so much, at a time that was closer to lunch than breakfast, I made the mistake of skipping lunch to make up for the calories.  Plus I wasn't hungry.  By dinner I was ravenous and ate accordingly.  We watched a movie at a friend's house and I indulged on rice krispy treats, a cookie, and a handful of popcorn.  Ugh...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4272962302840308254?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4272962302840308254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-yesterday-was-total-waste.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4272962302840308254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4272962302840308254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/so-yesterday-was-total-waste.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2587512312441000813</id><published>2010-07-28T11:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-28T13:22:50.264-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I haven't been able to make myself sit down and record my food, much less my calories yet.  I did &lt;em&gt;okay&lt;/em&gt; eating yesterday.  I kept myself from snacking, but my lunch had rice in it, and I ate too much bread at dinner.  Not a good thing, but I didn't eat junk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;pilates&lt;/span&gt; this morning.  KILLER on the bum and legs today.  All in the name of loosing the gut, and toning up those muscles. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So far, I haven't eaten the best stuff, due to lack of choice, but I'm keeping the proportions under control.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;banana&lt;br /&gt;scrambled eggs&lt;br /&gt;toast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;PBJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, diet's out the window today.  My MIL brought a big plate of goodies leftover from their mission farewell.  It's like putting scotch in front of an alcoholic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2587512312441000813?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2587512312441000813/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-havent-been-able-to-make-myself-sit.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2587512312441000813'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2587512312441000813'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-havent-been-able-to-make-myself-sit.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-570829178697720192</id><published>2010-07-27T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T08:36:27.471-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back Where I Started...</title><content type='html'>...almost anyway.  I'm where I was 1 year ago next week.  I year of hard work gone.  All because I can't keep my eating under control.  I'm &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;waaaaay&lt;/span&gt; too close to 200 lbs. again.  I never want to see that number again.  Not for any reason.  Including any potential pregnancy.  I had gotten to the point where a size 14 was too big, but then it became tight, and now my 16's are snug.  I have to get back on the ball before I have to drag the 18's out of the closet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've kept exercising, albeit, it's been &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;inconsistent&lt;/span&gt; and lackluster, but I've been eating like a cow.  I never did make 10k.  I couldn't afford the entry fees this Summer, and kind of gave up.  I was running about 4 miles &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; I ran.  I also played on a softball team this season, and I'm still going to &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Pilates&lt;/span&gt;.  I think I've become complacent.  The size and weight I'd reached became "good enough" and I slacked off.  I felt entitled to eat treats because I was working so hard.  It's a drug.  Sugar, I mean.  There are days when I don't want to eat anything else but cookies.  I'm &lt;em&gt;suppose&lt;/em&gt; to be avoiding bad &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;carbs&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" class="blsp-spelling-corrected"&gt;starches&lt;/span&gt;.  That's why I'm on &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;Glucophage&lt;/span&gt;, I have metabolic syndrome.  It's a precursor to diabetes.  I &lt;em&gt;have&lt;/em&gt; to get my &lt;span id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" class="blsp-spelling-error"&gt;BMI&lt;/span&gt; down to 26 or I'm a total shoe in for the dreaded disease.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I quit writing, and keeping a food log because it's so time consuming, and sometimes life just gets in the way.  I've been so busy with starting my own little business in an attempt to ease our financial famine.  Add that to keeping up (barely, if at all) with 5 children, and trying to endure the stress and depression that comes with our current life circumstances, and it's just hard.  I feel like I'm just falling through life.  Food is hard too.  Given our lot in life at the moment, I don't have much choice in the grocery department.  What's available for our selection, is not the healthiest of choices.  Not the most appetizing either, but I'm grateful to have something to feed my children, even as it expands our waistlines. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I'm making another attempt.  No big, lofty goals at the moment, just to do what needs to be done every day.  I went running this morning.  Nothing big.  Maybe 2 miles, but it was a good run.  Now for the eating part of healthy living...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-570829178697720192?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/570829178697720192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-where-i-started.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/570829178697720192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/570829178697720192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/07/back-where-i-started.html' title='Back Where I Started...'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5521227161914213174</id><published>2010-03-18T23:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-18T23:16:00.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Way to 10k</title><content type='html'>I ran 5 miles this evening!  5 miles in under an hour.  I don't remember the exact time.  50 something minutes.  I was on the treadmill for a total of 68 minutes, 5.6 miles, and 831 calories.  AND I did it at 11:00 pm.  Late, I know, but I've missed the last two days due to illness, and late nights.  My legs were driving me crazy from inactivity.  I HAD to get a run in.  Just happened to be a good one.  I watched &lt;em&gt;Project Runway&lt;/em&gt;, my new fave show, to pass the time.  The only thing better would have been running outside.  The weather has been perfect lately, during the day that is, but I never have anyone home to watch the kids so I can take advantage of it.  But, I'm getting closer to 10k!  Now, if I can just be more consistent in diet and exercise.  For now, I'm beat.  It's after midnight.  I've got to shower and sleep so I can go to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ZUMBA&lt;/span&gt; in the morning.  It's going to be rough with only a few hours of recovery.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5521227161914213174?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5521227161914213174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-way-to-10k.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5521227161914213174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5521227161914213174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/on-way-to-10k.html' title='On the Way to 10k'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-640254869176527284</id><published>2010-03-16T09:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-16T09:13:00.152-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #42</title><content type='html'>Somehow I lost another pound this week.  It can't be due to diet and exercise, because inspite of my great run last Tuesday, I ate crappy, slept horribly, and only exercised 3 of six days.  It must be that I had a flu bug yesterday.  I'm amazed and greatful.  Now I have to work to earn that pound this week.  As soon as I'm feeling 100% again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, Stuart said he signed us up for his 15 year reunion this Summer.  Ugh.  That means I have until then to loose the rest of this weight.  The weather is turning nice, I need to figure out how to get myself outside again.  The treadmill is soooo unappealing these days.  NO more excuses!  NO more binging on candy!  Time to drop the weight and tone this body.  Swimsuit season is just around the corner.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-640254869176527284?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/640254869176527284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-42.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/640254869176527284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/640254869176527284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-42.html' title='Weigh-in #42'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1964625980203783787</id><published>2010-03-10T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-10T09:43:12.229-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Five</title><content type='html'>I wanted to note that I logged 5 miles on the treadmill last night.  I didn't run all of it, but I wish I had.  I walked .2 miles for warm up, and stopped running around 4.6, I think.  It was a good run.  700 calories, 5 miles, and 60 minutes.  My left hip is giving me grief this morning (that sounds so old lady), but worth it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1964625980203783787?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1964625980203783787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/five.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1964625980203783787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1964625980203783787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/five.html' title='Five'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5616617516073518685</id><published>2010-03-09T09:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T09:26:14.178-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #41</title><content type='html'>I lost 3 lbs!  Amazing!  I exercised 5 out of 6 days last week, and tried to be careful with what I ate, even if I didn't get my calories counted every day (it's so tedious, and time consuming).  Incredible.  I don't know if I believe it.  I stepped on the scale several times.  I wasn't expecting it.  This puts me right where I was before Christmas break (that only lasted until the first family party).  3 months to recover from Christmas.  Other than that week, I haven't been here, since before I was pregnant with Chloe.  That's been 11+ years!  Let's see if I can keep it off this week.  I'm having such a hard time keeping the fire going.  I missed my workout this morning.  I was up late last night.  I'll have to squish it in this afternoon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5616617516073518685?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5616617516073518685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-41.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5616617516073518685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5616617516073518685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-41.html' title='Weigh-in #41'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8153687278466020644</id><published>2010-03-02T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T13:13:17.222-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #40</title><content type='html'>No change in weight today. I'm extreamly grateful after my weekend birthday party binging. Three miles on the treadmill this morning. Just shy of 500 calories burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (298):&lt;br /&gt;egg wrap (243)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. OJ (55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (160):&lt;br /&gt;apple&lt;br /&gt;string cheese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (303):&lt;br /&gt;1 slice wheat bread (90)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. fat-free mayo (3)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. cranberry (10)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. shredded turkey (105)&lt;br /&gt;small orange (45)&lt;br /&gt;5 pecan halves (50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This day started good and ended bad. That's all I'm gonna say.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8153687278466020644?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8153687278466020644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-40.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8153687278466020644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8153687278466020644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/weigh-in-40.html' title='Weigh-in #40'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-516243367107077739</id><published>2010-03-01T09:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T17:56:31.325-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;protein shake (290)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;zumba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (160):&lt;br /&gt;apple (100)&lt;br /&gt;reduced calorie string cheese (60)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (377):&lt;br /&gt;romaine (8)&lt;br /&gt;broiled chicken (192)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. mango-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;avocado&lt;/span&gt; salsa (137)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;crasins&lt;/span&gt; (40?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (300):&lt;br /&gt;10 pecan halves (100)&lt;br /&gt;Shared a frozen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;yogurt&lt;/span&gt; with Wrigley at a health food store while waiting for my car to be inspected (200???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (466):&lt;br /&gt;Skillet Chicken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Italiano&lt;/span&gt; (286)&lt;br /&gt;garlic bread (180?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1593.  No room for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; treat, and I had to take my vitamins with water instead of OJ : (&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-516243367107077739?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/516243367107077739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakfast-protein-shake-290-zumba-snack.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/516243367107077739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/516243367107077739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/03/breakfast-protein-shake-290-zumba-snack.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-934757261532085822</id><published>2010-02-25T08:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T17:34:46.613-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I slept in this morning. I stayed up too late trying to catch up on laundry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (195):&lt;br /&gt;cheerios (110)&lt;br /&gt;honey (20)&lt;br /&gt;milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (475):&lt;br /&gt;Southwest Chicken Salad (320)&lt;br /&gt;dressing (50)&lt;br /&gt;apples and caramel (105)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (280):&lt;br /&gt;chocolate protein powder (100)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. peanut butter (90)&lt;br /&gt;small banana (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (640):&lt;br /&gt;2 slices leftover veggie pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1590 for the day.  Now to scramble and get the house clean since I've been gone all day for the past two days before my mom gets here tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-934757261532085822?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/934757261532085822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-slept-in-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/934757261532085822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/934757261532085822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-slept-in-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-9065657888230499540</id><published>2010-02-24T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-25T08:16:05.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made it up at 6:00 this morning. Today was strength training day. Boy was I tired! Got to bed too late last night. I had to cut out the last set of my upper body exercises. I pulled something in my shoulder blade area. It hurts if I move wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (398):&lt;br /&gt;3 protein pancakes (283)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. raspberry jam (50)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (520):&lt;br /&gt;1.5 slices of leftover pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (130):&lt;br /&gt;half a chocolate peanut butter banana protein shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another snack (137):&lt;br /&gt;string cheese (80)&lt;br /&gt;nectarine (57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (233):&lt;br /&gt;3 pear halves (66)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. corn (67)&lt;br /&gt;barbequed pork (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1418.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chloe made me an unauthorized smoothie as a surprise for me. I drank some, not all, but it was probably enough to top me off for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-9065657888230499540?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/9065657888230499540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-made-it-up-at-600-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/9065657888230499540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/9065657888230499540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-made-it-up-at-600-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6989988948713256053</id><published>2010-02-23T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-23T21:20:15.891-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #39</title><content type='html'>I weighed in reluctantly this morning. Surprisingly I'm down 2 lbs. Let's see if I can remain disciplined enough to keep it off this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My workout was minimal this morning. I'm working on getting up at 6 am, which I did, but it took me a long time to make it down to the treadmill. Possibly because I kept dozing through my prayers. I had to cut my run short due to time constraints. So, including my warm up and cool down I was on for 30 minutes, 2 miles, and 300 calories. Not quite the prescribed 3.5 miles, but probably okay since my ankle is giving me trouble again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (308):&lt;br /&gt;breakfast burrito (243)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;Went out with hubby to Rumbi Island Grill. Had grilled chicken and shrimp over brown rice with tropical salsa, and a side Caesar salad. I can't find the nutrition info on it. It must have been a new or special menu item. I'd guess it to be 800+ calories going off of other things on their menu. Delicious. I could have not eaten the rice and saved myself probably 200 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (137):&lt;br /&gt;cheese stick (80)&lt;br /&gt;nectarine (57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;I probably could have salvaged the day after lunch's splurge. I ruined it with this meal. It was a crazy evening of 7 children running around, two of them crying babies. I gave in and ordered pizza. I ate three pieces and had two glasses of root beer. I'm going to guess 1000 calories. It got worse when my dad stopped by with cookie dough. I ate 6 cookies, I think, which is another 540 calories, IF my count is accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, to "celebrate" my two pound weight loss I ate like a pig, and the feeling of my pants finally fitting right that I had this morning has been exchanged for a folded over, uncomfortable waistband due to a bulging gut.  Way to go me.  It's like I forget about it during the day.  Although, that's not really true.  Because I think about it while I'm eating too much.  I just seem to not care momentarily.  I've got to get over that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I went to the doctor today to discuss meds and blood work.  My thyroid is off, I'm vitamin D, vitamin B, and iron deficient.  My progesterone levels are low, and my testosterone levels are off.  I'm a mess.  And a pig.  A big, out of control, pig.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6989988948713256053?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6989988948713256053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-39.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6989988948713256053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6989988948713256053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-39.html' title='Weigh-in #39'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2933864368841959291</id><published>2010-02-22T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-22T21:48:26.759-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (225):&lt;br /&gt;Kashi with milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of Zumba&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (137):&lt;br /&gt;string cheese (80)&lt;br /&gt;nectarine that tasted like grass, disappointing (57)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (385):&lt;br /&gt;polish sausage (190)&lt;br /&gt;bun (100)&lt;br /&gt;apple (95)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (240):&lt;br /&gt;chocolate, banana, raspberry protein shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;biscuit topped chicken pot-pie (2 helpings, I don't know the calorie count)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHE treat (166):&lt;br /&gt;2 peanut butter blossoms at 83 calories each&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1153 known calories.  I'm betting I'm over quite a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2933864368841959291?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2933864368841959291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-225-kashi-with-milk-1-hour-of.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2933864368841959291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2933864368841959291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-225-kashi-with-milk-1-hour-of.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4743818049349998938</id><published>2010-02-19T08:00:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-20T09:38:36.258-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Someday I'm going to sleep through the night. Someday when preschoolers quit wetting the bed, and babies quit being sick, and preteens quit being in plays that I have to pick them up from late in the evening, I'll go to bed earlier and sleep the whole night without interruption.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Zumba this morning. Baby is sick and ineligable for daycare. I'm sad to miss Zumba again this week, and sad for a sick baby. I'll have to get strenght training in sometime today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (305):&lt;br /&gt;Honey Bunches of Oats (160)&lt;br /&gt;2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;string cheese (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (144):&lt;br /&gt;Kashi bar (120)&lt;br /&gt;pear half (22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (260):&lt;br /&gt;Hawaiian Haystacks minus the cheese, rice, almonds, I guess that makes it more of a soup (170)&lt;br /&gt;1 slice wheat bread (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;a big red apple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;Lots of Chicken Gnocchi soup&lt;br /&gt;1 slice french bread&lt;br /&gt;krispy kreme&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;date night treat (Is it really a treat if it pads your hips and clogs your arteries?):&lt;br /&gt;Peanut Butter Cup Perfection from Coldstone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh night, thou art mine enemy...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4743818049349998938?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4743818049349998938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/someday-im-going-to-sleep-through-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4743818049349998938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4743818049349998938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/someday-im-going-to-sleep-through-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1355872192946390692</id><published>2010-02-18T08:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T08:09:19.078-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't make it up this morning. I'm starting to think its not in the cards for me to get to bed early. Chloe was up later than expected at her play, baby threw up again. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cadi&lt;/span&gt; wet the bed, baby woke up every two hours all night long... tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (318):&lt;br /&gt;breakfast burrito (243)&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. grape juice (75)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;snack (245):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;protein shake &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch (373):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 c. romaine (16)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;carrot (25)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;broiled chicken breast (230)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;green onion (1)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;green pepper (2)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;celery (4)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;almonds (20)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dressing (75)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I really need to plan my afternoons and evenings better.  I didn't do well.  We made &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;snickerdoodles&lt;/span&gt; for scouts, and I ate a bunch.  Dinner was a leftover rush to get people fed between crying baby and getting Chloe out the door for her performance.  I ate half a ham sandwich, a couple more cookies, and a handful of candy.  So healthy and calorie &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;conscious&lt;/span&gt;...  Not helping matters is that fact that I realized I'd forgotten my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;meds&lt;/span&gt; for a couple days.  Stupid pills.  Stupid that I need pills.  I guess I should be thankful for them.  They have their pluses and minuses.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did manage to get my running in.  3.5 miles on the treadmill while watching Men's Olympic Figure Skating, free skate.  Including my warm up and cool down it was 4.25 miles and over 600 calories.  I'm running faster, longer.  That's good.  Now if I can just get the eating, and sleeping under control so all this exercise will do something other than my heart some good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1355872192946390692?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1355872192946390692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-make-it-up-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1355872192946390692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1355872192946390692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-make-it-up-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2948822660209245165</id><published>2010-02-17T07:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-17T21:44:18.926-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast: (175)&lt;br /&gt;honey bunches of oats w/ peaches (120)&lt;br /&gt;1% milk (55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (225):&lt;br /&gt;vanilla protein powder (100)&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;strawberries (25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*strength training workout*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (493):&lt;br /&gt;5 oz. broiled chicken breast (230)&lt;br /&gt;2 c. romaine (16)&lt;br /&gt;carrot (25)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. apple (32)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. craisins (20)&lt;br /&gt;celery (4)&lt;br /&gt;green onion (1)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. walnuts (60?)&lt;br /&gt;dressing (25)&lt;br /&gt;string cheese (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (120):&lt;br /&gt;Kashi bar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (245):&lt;br /&gt;1 serving Hawaiian Haystack gravy (82)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. &lt;a href="http://lowcarbdiets.about.com/od/lowcarbsidedishes/r/caulirice.htm"&gt;cauli-rice &lt;/a&gt;(15)&lt;br /&gt;cheddar (65)&lt;br /&gt;celery (4)&lt;br /&gt;green onion (1)&lt;br /&gt;tomato (8)&lt;br /&gt;shredded coconut (13)&lt;br /&gt;almonds (20)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. fresh pineapple (37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1258. No wonder I'm hungry, but I have room for an ice-cream treat : )&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2948822660209245165?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2948822660209245165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-175-honey-bunches-of-oats-w.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2948822660209245165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2948822660209245165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-175-honey-bunches-of-oats-w.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2185804092002879609</id><published>2010-02-16T07:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T22:07:56.003-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #38</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a bust and today's weigh-in was not pleasant (gained another pound), but today is a new day. Now if I can just squish in a workout to make up for the alarm not getting set last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (266):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Kashi (190)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. blueberries (21)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 1% milk (55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (640):&lt;br /&gt;two slices leftover pizza, costly lunch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (200):&lt;br /&gt;Kashi bar (120)&lt;br /&gt;string cheese (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it all went downhill from there.  I had good plans for dinner, but my dad dropped by and brought dinner with him.  Polish sausages, baked beans, corn, and doughnuts for dessert.  And I did partake.  I'm revisiting a dangerous mentality.  One of, "if I slip a little I might as well blow it up that day," instead of, "oops I slipped, I need to be more careful."  I'm making too many excuses to eat poorly.  Too many allowances.  I'm not looking forward to my workouts anymore.  I really didn't want to get on the treadmill this evening, but I figured if I didn't It'd all be over.  I've got to fix this mentality.  It's hard to workout and not see results because I'm not taking care of the diet side of things.  I've got to get myself off this plateau!  I managed the prescribed 3.5 miles plus a little more including warm up and cool down.  Just over 4 total.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2185804092002879609?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2185804092002879609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-38.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2185804092002879609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2185804092002879609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-38.html' title='Weigh-in #38'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6276338200098944016</id><published>2010-02-15T08:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T20:12:23.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last week was a total bust as far as eating goes. Too many Valentine treats. Too many excuses to not eat the way I should. I did get my exercise it. In fact I had some really good exercise days. On Thursday I hit 5 miles (that included my warm up and cool down), and I ran at a 6 for most of it. Friday I went to Zumba, Saturday I ran again. Despite these good workouts, I fully expect the scale to reflect a gain again tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a hard time with the eating thing. A friend said something that made me think about my attitude towards food, "It's not that you can't eat these things, you have to get to where you don't want to." It's true. I shouldn't want to. I need to adopt this attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's hoping for a better week. I'm not off to a great start. Zumba was cancelled, and I didn't get up early enough to run because I was suppose to go to class. I'll have to squish it in somewhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (266):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Kashi cereal (190)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. blueberries (21)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 1% milk (55)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (434):&lt;br /&gt;meatball minestrone (372)&lt;br /&gt;nectarine (62)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't feel like doing this today. I think I've reached a point where I've given up to some degree. I'm not where I want to be, I can't seem to stay at the half-way point even. I keep bouncing to it. I just want to eat brownies. Which is silly, because as delicious as they are, they don't make me feel better. And I end up eating half the pan or more. I need to develop that part of me that has control. I need to grow my spirit so that it's making the decisions and not my body. Ugh. If I can just get through this grumpy, gray, kids are home from school driving me crazy and all I want to do is lock myself in my room with a pan of brownies and a movie day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (240):&lt;br /&gt;chocolate protein powder (100)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. frozen raspberries (40)&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (960):&lt;br /&gt;3 slices Dominos veggie pizza @ 320 calories a piece&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1900 for the day. Not enough room for one of the PB balls Chloe is making for our FHE treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh.  Ate bunches of peanut butter balls.  Tomorrow is a new day right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6276338200098944016?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6276338200098944016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-week-was-total-bust-as-far-as.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6276338200098944016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6276338200098944016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/last-week-was-total-bust-as-far-as.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5557930212491786774</id><published>2010-02-09T07:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-10T08:22:25.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #37</title><content type='html'>Weigh-in day.  Gained a pound.  Not happy, but you are what you eat.  Glad it wasn't worse.  I did loose a bit in my thigh and hip measurements.  Unfortunately my waist went up.  Bad news for diabetes risks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran 3 miles on the treadmill plus a warm up and cool down. Almost 600 calories. It was a tough run this morning. I looked at the numbers so many times. I tried to keep a faster pace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (352):&lt;br /&gt;2 egg whites/1 whole egg (103)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tortilla (80)&lt;br /&gt;jack cheese (55)&lt;br /&gt;salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;2 pear halves (44)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (240):&lt;br /&gt;protein shake with banana, raspberries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;same as yesterday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;had a few bites of turkey, then went out with my UVMOM group to Brick Oven. Had a trip to the salad bar, two slices veggie pizza, and two slices garlic bread (ugh). Then we went out for ice-cream. I chose an extra small scoop of low-fat, no sugar added ice-cream. I'm sure the calories were blown anyway. I'm finding too many excuses to cheat on my diet, and its not even the Holidays anymore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5557930212491786774?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5557930212491786774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/ran-3-miles-on-treadmill-plus-warm-up.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5557930212491786774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5557930212491786774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/ran-3-miles-on-treadmill-plus-warm-up.html' title='Weigh-in #37'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6836485056530167435</id><published>2010-02-08T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:14:33.782-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ran for 40 minutes. Easy run. Iced my knee afterwards while I ate breakfast and read my scriptures. Trying to build the spirit while I re-build my body&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (225):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Honey Bunches of Oats w/Peaches (160)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour Zumba. Not on my game this morning. Probably because I'd already run earlier. I need to get another day of running in though. Three days is not enough to keep my endurance going, build up speed, or get my mileage to where I need it for 10k training. I can do it! I just need to adjust. Knee is holding up okay. I chose the low impact versions of some things. Problem is lower impact = lower intensity = few calories burned. Oh, well... I figure I've burned 800+ this morning. Good after last night's Super Bowl carb loading indulgence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (240+):&lt;br /&gt;protein powder (100)&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. frozen raspberries (40)&lt;br /&gt;a couple bites of cinnamon roll&lt;br /&gt;*shared some shake with the kids&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (296):&lt;br /&gt;Mom's White Chili (105)&lt;br /&gt;cheese (65)&lt;br /&gt;salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;broccoli salad (121)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (40+):&lt;br /&gt;mandarin orange (40)&lt;br /&gt;a handful of 94% fat-free popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (338):&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. grilled chicken breast (200)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. peas (59)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. rice (55)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. fresh pineapple (74)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHE treat:&lt;br /&gt;1 gumdrop fruit slice (50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1239+ for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6836485056530167435?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6836485056530167435/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/ran-for-40-minutes.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6836485056530167435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6836485056530167435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/ran-for-40-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-563138712137882873</id><published>2010-02-06T12:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-08T20:17:46.676-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Knee still hurts. Skipped my run this morning so I could take my baby to the doctor. She has an ear infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;cheese stick (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zuma class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (530+):&lt;br /&gt;Took the kids to McDonald's.&lt;br /&gt;I got a Southwest Chicken Salad (320)&lt;br /&gt;with half the dressing (50),&lt;br /&gt;and a Fruit and Yogert Parfait (160),&lt;br /&gt;plus about 10 fries (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;We went to the ward Valentine's Party.  I ate a plate full of salads, tried two soups, ate two cookies and one fudgecicle (which, I was surprised to find out only has 40 calories).  I danced and danced and played games.  It was fun.  I just don't know how many calories I consumed.  Afterwards Stuart and I had ice-cream.  I'm sure the calorie count on that is enough to ruin the whole week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-563138712137882873?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/563138712137882873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/knee-still-hurts.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/563138712137882873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/563138712137882873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/knee-still-hurts.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-777301462667495115</id><published>2010-02-05T07:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-06T12:44:52.471-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (305):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. granola (240)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. milk (32)&lt;br /&gt;half a peach (33)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour Zumbatoning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (*240):&lt;br /&gt;protein shake (100)&lt;br /&gt;small banana mixed in (90)&lt;br /&gt;2/3 c. frozen strawberries mixed in (50)&lt;br /&gt;*shared it with the kids, so it probably saved me some calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (347):&lt;br /&gt;soft taco (307)&lt;br /&gt;mandarin orange (40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (260):&lt;br /&gt;wheat toast (90)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. PB (30)&lt;br /&gt;peaches (80, probably less since I drain them)&lt;br /&gt;herbal tea with honey (60)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hurt my right knee somehow.  grrr...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;I don't even want to know.  We made breakfast; blueberry pancakes with syrup, sausage, eggs, milk.  Probably 800-1000.  ugh.  What is wrong with me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-777301462667495115?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/777301462667495115/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-305-12-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/777301462667495115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/777301462667495115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-305-12-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1778209584751339236</id><published>2010-02-04T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T21:33:30.386-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was up really late last night so I didn't make it up for my run this morning. Which might be okay because I hurt my knees during my workout last night. My left knee started hurting while I was doing lunges. Only when I bent it. Now my Right knee is hurting even to walk. I guess from compensating for the left last night. I hope it doesn't last.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (303):&lt;br /&gt;egg white breakfast burrito in half a tortilla (238)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;leftovers from dinner last night (460)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;It was easily 1000 calories.  I had Pack Night/Blue and Gold Banquet this evening, and although I skipped the hot dog, I had two plates of delicious salads of green and fruit variety (sounds healthy, but its not), a brownie and a large piece of cake.  The fruit salad with the cookies in it was my favorite thing of the night.  Mmmmmmm.....  This calorie indulgence only gets worse since I opted not to run today to give my knee a rest, just in case.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1778209584751339236?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1778209584751339236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-up-really-late-last-night-so-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1778209584751339236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1778209584751339236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-was-up-really-late-last-night-so-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8377509741219754913</id><published>2010-02-03T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T18:21:33.272-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Didn't get up this morning. I was up with the baby. She has a fever and gooey eyes. Poor baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (310):&lt;br /&gt;frosted mini spooners (265)&lt;br /&gt;orange (45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (200):&lt;br /&gt;plain protein shake, yuck (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;apricots (100)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch (318):&lt;/p&gt;1/2 c. cranberry chicken (179)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. peas (59)&lt;br /&gt;pear halves (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (217):&lt;br /&gt;small apple (77)&lt;br /&gt;cheese stick (100)&lt;br /&gt;a few M&amp;amp;M's (40?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack part 2 (150?):&lt;br /&gt;half my kid's leftover PB&amp;amp;J, terrible of me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (460):&lt;br /&gt;2 mini meatloaves (350)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. steamed broccoli (30)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. roasted squash (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's dumb about the second meatloaf is that I wasn't even hungry any more.  I just ate it because it was mine and I thought I had room in my calories.  Now I'm over full, but finally satisfied for once, even if overly so, and over my calories.  I need to work on getting better calories earlier in the day so I'm not so hungry all day long.  1655 for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8377509741219754913?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8377509741219754913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-get-up-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8377509741219754913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8377509741219754913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/didnt-get-up-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6084500538202987806</id><published>2010-02-02T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T22:26:31.251-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #36: Half-way There, Again...</title><content type='html'>I've gotten so use to not loosing that half the time I don't remember it's a weigh-in day when I first get up. I wasn't expecting anything today either. I'd quit hoping. Much to my surprise I've lost for the first time since the beginning of November! &lt;strong&gt;2 pounds down&lt;/strong&gt;! I'm not as excited as I'd expect. I think I'll be more excited if it's still gone next week. Here's to hoping it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't make it up for my run this morning. I was up until 1:30 am "helping" Chloe with her History Project. I'll have to get it in at some point today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (255):&lt;br /&gt;frosted mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spooners&lt;/span&gt; (190)&lt;br /&gt;milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (352):&lt;br /&gt;tortilla (150)&lt;br /&gt;cheese (65)&lt;br /&gt;lettuce (5)&lt;br /&gt;tomato (8)&lt;br /&gt;salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;taco meat (74)&lt;br /&gt;small orange (45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (190+):&lt;br /&gt;Chocolate PB protein shake, not so great. I like the one I make with a banana much better.&lt;br /&gt;Handful of White Chocolate popcorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many calories I consumed.  I had too many kids over to take the time to find out.  I do know that I ate way too many.  I made Turkey Pot Pie and had an embarrassing amount, with cranberry on the side.  I don't know what my deal was.  I was so hungry all day.  Even after I ate a meal, I'd still be hungry.  I'd wait for the next meal/snack time and the headache would start.  I was good (except for the popcorn) until dinner, then it got the better of me.  I did make it on the treadmill this evening.  It was long.  I picked a program that ended up being slow.  It took me 45 minutes to hit my 3 miles.  AND it was almost entirely hill.  BUT it was 500+ calories.  Time for a shower and bed.  I still can't believe I lost 2 lbs.  I hope it's still gone...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6084500538202987806?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6084500538202987806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-36-half-way-there-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6084500538202987806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6084500538202987806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/weigh-in-36-half-way-there-again.html' title='Weigh-in #36: Half-way There, Again...'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6306559086125136551</id><published>2010-02-01T07:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-02T07:49:52.496-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (255):&lt;br /&gt;frosted mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;spooners&lt;/span&gt; (190)&lt;br /&gt;milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only half-hour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; due to the fact that I got pulled over on my way there. Expired registration. That's going to cost me. Not to mention the calories I didn't burn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (200):&lt;br /&gt;protein shake (100)&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (334):&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. rice. (51)&lt;br /&gt;1 serving cranberry chicken (179)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. peas (4)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 carrot (20)&lt;br /&gt;canned peaches (80, although I drained them so it's probably a little less)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (250&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;):&lt;br /&gt;apples and peanut butter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;We had soft tacos.  I was too busy helping with homework and getting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; ready to figure out the calories.  I ate one and a half.  Hopefully it fell in line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; treat:&lt;br /&gt;We made White Chocolate Popcorn.  I think I ate two or three cups worth.  &lt;em&gt;Not&lt;/em&gt; calorie friendly I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;940 known calories.  Hopefully not too many unknown.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6306559086125136551?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6306559086125136551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-255-frosted-mini-spooners-190.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6306559086125136551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6306559086125136551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/02/breakfast-255-frosted-mini-spooners-190.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2283626529156086633</id><published>2010-01-30T09:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-01T07:19:38.369-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;I usually make something other than cereal Saturday mornings for the family. In an effort to use up leftover pumpkin that's been sitting in the fridge, I tried a &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Pumpkin-Pancakes/Detail.aspx"&gt;pumpkin pancake recipe&lt;/a&gt;. I thought it was delicious. I don't know the calorie count, but combined with the sausage, I'm sure it was costly. Especially since I ate 2.5. I'd guess somewhere between 800-1000 calories on one meal! I'll have to be good the rest of the day. Wait- I just found the nutrition info on the pancakes 278 calories per serving (2 pancakes). Add syrup, milk... probably closer to 800 calories. I'm hoping to make it outside for a run this afternoon. It's still really cold, but the sun is out and the hubby will be home for a change. I am out the door!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;open faced tuna salad on wheat&lt;br /&gt;2 pear halves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not doing an official calorie count because I don't feel like taking the time today, but I wanted to track the food anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a beautiful day to run! It was so great to be outside. It was warm enough that I took my jacket off in the first mile. I made it up all the hills. The air was crisp, but not so cold that I could see my breath. The sun was warm on my back. It was great to hear the rhythm of my feet on the pavement. It took my breathing a bit to settle into a rhythm, and running outside is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;definitely&lt;/span&gt; different than the treadmill, but it was great! I don't know the official mileage, but I'd guess 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;protein shake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;We went out to the Pizza Factory.  I had a mini thin crust veggie pizza with chicken, a salad, bread stick, and two big glasses of Raspberry lemonade (which probably killed the calorie count).  My stomach hurt by the time we got home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2283626529156086633?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2283626529156086633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-i-usually-make-something.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2283626529156086633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2283626529156086633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-i-usually-make-something.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2569938649446699281</id><published>2010-01-29T07:47:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-30T09:20:09.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pre-workout snack (200):&lt;br /&gt;protein shake (100)&lt;br /&gt;banana (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour Zumba Toning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (255):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. frosted mini spooners (190)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (150):&lt;br /&gt;chicken tortilla soup (95)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. sour cream (10)&lt;br /&gt;orange (45)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (200???):&lt;br /&gt;mozzerella (80)&lt;br /&gt;peaches (80?)&lt;br /&gt;a bit of granola (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;I went to Bajio and had a yummy chicken salad.  I don't know the calorie count, but I'll bet it was around 1000!  I told myself I was going to skip the cheese, rice, and tortilla, but I didn't.  It was delicious, but costly.  Plus I had a few chocolate covered pretzels, probably 130 calories worth.  That's about 6.  Girl's Night Out was so great!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2569938649446699281?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2569938649446699281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-workout-snack-200-protein-shake-100.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2569938649446699281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2569938649446699281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-workout-snack-200-protein-shake-100.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6676449491143908276</id><published>2010-01-28T08:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-29T11:27:02.687-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I was suppose to run this morning, but I was up until 2 am with kids and stuff. Plus one of them woke up early. I'm very tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (255):&lt;br /&gt;frosted mini spooners (190)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;2 pear halves (44)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (290):&lt;br /&gt;bowl of chili sprinkled with cheese (200)&lt;br /&gt;1 slice wheat bread (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (330):&lt;br /&gt;protein shake (200, although almost half of it went to the twins.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was still hungry almost 2 hours later so;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1/2 small apple (40)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 T. P B (90)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dinner (516, shouldn't have had seconds)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Beef Bourguignon (306)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;noodles (210)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1435, whew! I thought I was going to be way over after dinner's indulgence. I am so tired. I just want to go to bed. Skipping baths and everything else. Time for the kids to go to bed.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6676449491143908276?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6676449491143908276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-suppose-to-run-this-morning-but-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6676449491143908276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6676449491143908276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-was-suppose-to-run-this-morning-but-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5733814783567859358</id><published>2010-01-27T08:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-28T08:28:16.732-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (415):&lt;br /&gt;granola cereal with milk (305)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 t. PB (45)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not a lot of options this morning. The PB was just to get some kind of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;protein&lt;/span&gt; into my system. I have to go get groceries tonight. Everything is out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (775):&lt;br /&gt;McDonald's Grilled Chicken sandwich (420)&lt;br /&gt;french fries (195)&lt;br /&gt;Fruit n' &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yogurt&lt;/span&gt; parfait (160)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was costly. I intended to get a salad, but couldn't eat that driving around. I did scrape the mayo off, so that probably saved a few calories. That leaves me with just over 300 calories for the rest of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (400):&lt;br /&gt;1.5 servings chili with sprinkling of cheese (300)&lt;br /&gt;1 slice of bread (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ugh! I had it in my head that I had 400 calories left and not 300. I would have skipped the bread. 1590 for the day. Strength trained today.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5733814783567859358?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5733814783567859358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-415-granola-cereal-with-milk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5733814783567859358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5733814783567859358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-415-granola-cereal-with-milk.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6566177961193422402</id><published>2010-01-26T23:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-26T22:41:21.955-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #35</title><content type='html'>For once I was glad to see no change in the scale, as I was expecting nothing but increase. Miraculously I did not gain. I'm thankful. Now I need to step up my game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (365):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. granola (240)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;herbal lemon tea with honey (60)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (44):&lt;br /&gt;2 pear halves&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (317):&lt;br /&gt;bowl of chicken tortilla soup (95)&lt;br /&gt;corn bread (222)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (167):&lt;br /&gt;small apple (77)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. peanut butter (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (345):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. white rice (105)&lt;br /&gt;1 serving Cranberry Crock-pot Chicken (179)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. canned peas (61)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1238, no wonder I'm hungry, and feel a headache coming on. I still need to get my run in. Hmmmm... I need a 200 calories pre-workout snack. Ice-cream? Probably not the best idea, although it fits into the calorie opening. No. I won't eat ice-cream. I'm not going to ruin another good day, but a smoothie sounds good, but I don't have the stuff. I'll think of something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (165):&lt;br /&gt;mozzerella cheese stick (100)&lt;br /&gt;raisins (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Total: 1403 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hit my three miles and then some.  Time for a shower and bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6566177961193422402?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6566177961193422402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-365-12-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6566177961193422402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6566177961193422402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-365-12-c.html' title='Weigh-in #35'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5252221178719183771</id><published>2010-01-25T10:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T20:14:03.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pre&lt;/span&gt;-workout snack:&lt;br /&gt;small apple (77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 hour of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ZUMBA&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brunch (275):&lt;br /&gt;hard-boiled egg (70)&lt;br /&gt;cheerios with honey and milk (205)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (379):&lt;br /&gt;ham and bean soup (200)&lt;br /&gt;dilly bread (179)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (167):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mozzarella&lt;/span&gt; cheese stick (80)&lt;br /&gt;1/8 c. raisins (65)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. chocolate chips (22)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was getting really dizzy every time I stood up, so a snack was necessary, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (315):&lt;br /&gt;bowl chicken tortilla soup (95)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. sour cream (10)&lt;br /&gt;4 tortilla chips (70)&lt;br /&gt;2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;quesadilla&lt;/span&gt; triangles (140)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1213. Yea! There's room for the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;snickerdoodles&lt;/span&gt; I made for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;FHE&lt;/span&gt; treat. Although their caloric content is unsure. I used powdered eggs because we were out of the real thing, and the directions vs. nutrition info seem off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;AARRRRG&lt;/span&gt;!!!  I ruined a perfectly good day!  I had room for a &lt;em&gt;couple&lt;/em&gt; of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;snickerdoodles&lt;/span&gt;.  I ate a couple, and a couple more, and a couple more, and before I knew it I noticed there weren't many left and so I did the math and I've eaten 15 cookies!  That's a one and a five folks.  1, 5, 15, &lt;em&gt;fifteen&lt;/em&gt;!  Who eats that many cookies in one night?  I feel awful.  Mentally, physically, spiritually... ugh.  Why am I so weak?  Why can't I beat this addiction?  It's easy.  Just don't eat junk.  I wish I could hurl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5252221178719183771?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5252221178719183771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-workout-snack-small-apple-77-1-hour.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5252221178719183771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5252221178719183771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/pre-workout-snack-small-apple-77-1-hour.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7036531101892526802</id><published>2010-01-23T09:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-25T11:41:03.301-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (375):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. 2% milk (130)&lt;br /&gt;1 pancake (150)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. raspberry jam (25)&lt;br /&gt;scrambled eggs (70-ish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooooh, the caramel corn sitting on the counter is tempting, but I'm still over bloated from last night's gorging. Must resist. I can do it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;2 slices homemade pizza (I'd guess somewhere between 400-500)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I just found out that my caramel corn binge cost me 300+ calories per 1 cup serving last night. I don't even want to try and guess how many cups I ate!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did eat the caramel corn.  And we went out for Mongolian BBQ for dinner, which did not taste good, so it was really not worth the calories.  Where's my moxie?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7036531101892526802?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7036531101892526802/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-375-1-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7036531101892526802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7036531101892526802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-375-1-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1245147858799778567</id><published>2010-01-22T23:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T23:59:00.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>snack (205):&lt;br /&gt;toast w/ jam (125)&lt;br /&gt;apple (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; Toning this morning. Boy am I uncoordinated! Good fun, good workout. Will be a better workout when I can get the moves down and keep up. Viva &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (360):&lt;br /&gt;OJ (140)&lt;br /&gt;open faced egg &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;mcmuffin&lt;/span&gt; (220)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (379):&lt;br /&gt;1 serving ham and bean soup (200, gotta love leftovers)&lt;br /&gt;1 piece dilly bread (179)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;fruit and yogurt parfait (160)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 400 calories left. Actually 396, but who's counting-oh wait! I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;SABOTAGE&lt;/span&gt;!!!  &lt;em&gt;Self&lt;/em&gt;-sabotage!  We decided to have a pajama party with the girls this evening.  We made pizza, which I probably did okay on.  Probably right around 400 calories, BUT I drank soda, so there's 300 calories, and THEN came the caramel corn.  I told myself that I could have a little.  Even though it would go over my limit, since it was a fun night with the girls.  Why do I kid myself?  I sat there with the giant bowl on my lap and scarfed a ton of it!  I finally had to put it into another room so I'd quit.  It gets worse, I ate more when I did the dishes and put it away.  In fact, I purposefully waited to put the gooey stuff away &lt;em&gt;after&lt;/em&gt; I did the dishes so I could snack on it in the meantime.  I feel awful!  Bloated and sick.  My mouth has a "too much sugar" buzz.  And yet I'd probably eat more if I came close to it.  I am really disgusted with myself.  Couldn't I make it two full days eating well?  I was on track before dinner.  These two days had left me feeling good.  Hungry sometimes, but good.  I felt like I was loosing weight.  I felt healthier, more empowered, more confident.  Having given in to the natural man, makes me feel yucky in more ways than physical.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bleh&lt;/span&gt;, way to ruin my good work out week.  At &lt;em&gt;least&lt;/em&gt; 1000 calories in caramel corn.  At &lt;em&gt;least!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1245147858799778567?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1245147858799778567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/snack-205-toast-w-jam-125-apple-80-went.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1245147858799778567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1245147858799778567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/snack-205-toast-w-jam-125-apple-80-went.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5386653637038302260</id><published>2010-01-21T07:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-22T10:03:08.406-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (303):&lt;br /&gt;2 egg whites/1 whole egg scrambled (103)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. shredded &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;pepper jack&lt;/span&gt; cheese (50?)&lt;br /&gt;2 T. salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 flour tortilla (80)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (444):&lt;br /&gt;1 serving ham and bean soup (200)&lt;br /&gt;1 serving cornbread (222)&lt;br /&gt;half a pear (&lt;22) class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Grrrr&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (138):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 medium apple (48)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. low sugar peanut butter (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (195):&lt;br /&gt;1 slice white bread (100)&lt;br /&gt;tuna salad (95)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS Treat (350):&lt;br /&gt;1 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Krispy&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kreme&lt;/span&gt; (200)&lt;br /&gt;hot chocolate (150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1430. Good job me! It's especially good since I forgot to take my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Glucophage&lt;/span&gt; with dinner, and I have to eat with them. So, I've got 70 calories to take my pills with. I got my workout in late. 3.5 mile run on the treadmill, plus warm up and cool down. 4 miles overall, just over 600 calories burned. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Wahoo&lt;/span&gt;! Time to take pills and hit the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;misc:&lt;br /&gt;2 almonds (12)&lt;br /&gt;peach half (50?)&lt;br /&gt;slice of ham&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5386653637038302260?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5386653637038302260/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-303-2-egg-whites1-whole-egg.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5386653637038302260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5386653637038302260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/breakfast-303-2-egg-whites1-whole-egg.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4568970814951386623</id><published>2010-01-20T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-20T21:23:38.302-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why I Need to Keep a Food Log (and Yesterday's Weigh-in #35)</title><content type='html'>There was no change on the scale yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (345):&lt;br /&gt;granola (240)&lt;br /&gt;milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;peaches (40?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (817):&lt;br /&gt;romaine/spinach (20)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 apple chopped (50)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. Crasins (20)&lt;br /&gt;3 oz. broiled chicken (65)&lt;br /&gt;candied walnuts (278 ouch! should have checked that &lt;em&gt;before&lt;/em&gt; I ate it)&lt;br /&gt;green onion (1)&lt;br /&gt;dressing (25)&lt;br /&gt;2 slices dill bread (358)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (744):&lt;br /&gt;1 1/2 servings Ham and Bean soup (300)&lt;br /&gt;2 pieces of cornbread (444)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1906, and I thought I did well today.  This is why I need to get back to writing it down. Trying to keep track in my head isn't working so well. Plus I think I'm allowing for extras. This is why the scale is the same as it was last week. This is why I've been at this weight since I hit it the first week in November of 2009. It doesn't feel pretty anymore. I'm exercising daily, but the eating is killing me. Time to get down to business.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4568970814951386623?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4568970814951386623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-need-to-keep-food-log-and.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4568970814951386623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4568970814951386623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/why-i-need-to-keep-food-log-and.html' title='Why I Need to Keep a Food Log (and Yesterday&apos;s Weigh-in #35)'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5929561547413774465</id><published>2010-01-12T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:35:55.333-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #34</title><content type='html'>Okay, so it's probably really #35 or #36.  I haven't been faithful in posting.  I didn't update last week when I weighed in, so I don't know what the exact loss is, but I've lost a few from last week.  Back to the point I was pre-flu.  The top of the poundage I was bouncing in for a month or so.  It's progress.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5929561547413774465?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5929561547413774465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/weigh-in-34.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5929561547413774465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5929561547413774465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/weigh-in-34.html' title='Weigh-in #34'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2850280110201781476</id><published>2010-01-12T08:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T08:50:53.099-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Still Here</title><content type='html'>I'm not in stellar mode yet. I did exercise 5 of 6 days last week. Eating was more of a challenge. It usually is for me. I'm still in the lazy, easy to find excuses mind set. It's a process. I did a trial &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; class on Saturday. I think I'm going to rearrange my running schedule to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;accommodate&lt;/span&gt; going twice a week. It was really fun, and I think I need a change of pace. As far as running goes, I'm not sure I'm ready for 10k training. I think I'll slow it down and stretch it out to a 16 week process, doing each week twice. Just 2.5 miles this morning was tough! Could be because I skipped my workout yesterday, and Friday, and instead of my long run Saturday I did the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Zumba&lt;/span&gt; class. Who knows. I'll get there. It's just tough getting back into the swing of things. Swimsuit season is just around the corner. I'd be fun to feel comfortable enough to take my kids swimming this year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2850280110201781476?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2850280110201781476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2850280110201781476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2850280110201781476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/im-still-here.html' title='I&apos;m Still Here'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4280732429048176392</id><published>2010-01-05T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T20:33:29.627-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>My eating did not improve yesterday. This morning is not off to a great start either. I went to bed on time, but thanks to the twins, I was up a lot last night, and opted to sleep in until past seven this morning. Good thing its a cross-training day. That's much easier to fit in somewhere than an hour on the treadmill. Here's hoping to a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4280732429048176392?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4280732429048176392/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-eating-did-not-improve-yesterday.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4280732429048176392'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4280732429048176392'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/my-eating-did-not-improve-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7067844268539682151</id><published>2010-01-04T08:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-05T08:02:12.716-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I made it up for exercise this morning. 30 min. easy run. Managed to burn 400 calories, which is good because I've downed 2 cinnamon rolls to compliment my healthy egg white and salsa breakfast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7067844268539682151?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7067844268539682151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-made-it-up-for-exercise-this-morning.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7067844268539682151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7067844268539682151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/i-made-it-up-for-exercise-this-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1528984413772358723</id><published>2010-01-03T20:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-03T20:35:54.843-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over, Again...</title><content type='html'>So, last week didn't go so well.  I exercised three of six days.  That's better than before, but my eating remained atrocious.  The last two weeks have set me back two months in my weight loss and exercise goals.  I've gained a bunch, and I don't feel good.  I don't look good.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bleh&lt;/span&gt;.  That darn food!  Especially the sugar.  All I can think about some times is cookies.  All I want to eat is cookies.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mmmmmm&lt;/span&gt;... cookies.  Will I ever kick it?  The cookie habit.  I have to run for 30 minutes to burn off one cookie.  You'd think &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;that'd&lt;/span&gt; be deterrent enough.  Running on the treadmill is not my favorite, but it's cold, dark, and icy, not to mention the wind is incredibly fierce!  Since running a 5k isn't as exciting or as motivating as it once was, I'm aiming for a 10k now.  I've looked over several plans and organized one that I think I can do.  It's not final.  I borrowed the original plan from &lt;a href="http://http//running.about.com/od/racetraining/a/10Kadvbeginner.htm?p=1"&gt;running-dot-about-dot-com&lt;/a&gt; .  I just adjusted the days so I would have Sunday off.  I plan to do strength training on the rest days.  I may stretch this out into a 10 or 12 week plan.  We'll see how it goes.  I'm off my game, so it may take a week before I get into it.  Especially since I have a lovely cut on my foot that could be problematic.  I don't have a specific race in mind either, but I'm looking them up.  Hopefully I'll be able to afford to enter one as they get closer.  It's easier to exercise when I have a fitness goal and not just a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;weight loss&lt;/span&gt; goal.  I can't believe how far I've set myself back in that area!  or how quickly it happened!  As far as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;weight loss&lt;/span&gt; goes, I hope to clear this set of 10's by Valentine's Day.  Now if only I can keep all this at the forefront of my mind while I'm tired and craving things throughout the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1528984413772358723?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1528984413772358723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/starting-over-again.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1528984413772358723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1528984413772358723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2010/01/starting-over-again.html' title='Starting Over, Again...'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7710654619206403340</id><published>2009-12-28T18:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T18:45:56.657-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day One of Starting Over</title><content type='html'>I started out right by getting up and exercising.  I ran 2 miles in 30 minutes.  I could have done more, but I'm opting to ease my way back in.  Eating was more of a challenge.  I didn't make wise choices all the time (that dang chocolate orange in the cupboard).  Which is sad considering I stepped on the scale again today and have gained another 3 lbs. since Saturday.  That means I had to eat upwards of 12,000 calories over the weekend.  That's 9 lbs. in a week.  It will take me two months to loose that.  Good grief.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7710654619206403340?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7710654619206403340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-one-of-starting-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7710654619206403340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7710654619206403340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/day-one-of-starting-over.html' title='Day One of Starting Over'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3361475687315782694</id><published>2009-12-27T20:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T20:54:19.538-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starting Over</title><content type='html'>I feel awful.  This month has been difficult, but I've been completely undisciplined over the last two weeks.  I discovered that 30 weeks of hard work and habit forming can be undone in a matter of days.  I've &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;exercised&lt;/span&gt; no self-control whatsoever in the last week.  As the days wore on I regressed further and further until I've at last found myself behaving just the way I did at Easter time this past Spring, gorging myself on sweets, and candy.  Not even tasting them anymore, just stuffing in as much as I can.  Only this time I know the calorie count.  I finally (thanks in part to a weekend of the flu) get to the half-way point, and I reward myself by downing enough calories to gain 6 lbs. in less than a week (It took me a month and a half to loose that 6 lbs.).  That was yesterday.  Apparently it wasn't deterrent enough, because I've eaten an enormous amount of junk since I stepped on the scale.  I'm an addict.  Will I ever conquer?  Will there ever be a time where I can have a couple cookies and that will be enough, or will it always be all or nothing.  Will a candy bar at Halloween always set me off on month long (or in this case holiday season long) eating binges?  To make matters worse I haven't exercised in over a week.  The week before Christmas brought in family, shopping trips, sick kids, holiday parties, and many a night up until 2 am.  Something had to give and it was exercise.  The habit is broken.  I don't even feel like starting it up again, but I feel so awful!  My stomach is so bloated.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bleh&lt;/span&gt;.  I feel like I could barf.  I kind of wish I could.  I have a feeling that re-forming the habit, is going to be harder than starting it the first time.  I'm going to expect that I can run forever.  I'm sure that a week off is going to make running difficult and not fun.  We'll find out in the morning.  I'm not waiting for New Year's Day.  Bring on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;withdrawals&lt;/span&gt;, bring on the headaches, heaving lungs, and tired legs.  I'm going to bed early and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;recommitting&lt;/span&gt; to healthy living in the morning.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3361475687315782694?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3361475687315782694/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-over.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3361475687315782694'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3361475687315782694'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/starting-over.html' title='Starting Over'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6466056081698445163</id><published>2009-12-15T08:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T08:17:21.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #33:  Half Way???</title><content type='html'>I almost didn't weigh-in this morning. I wasn't expecting anything good to flash back at me from the scale. I haven't been counting calories. Working out was rough last week due to kids school projects. I think I managed four days. I've had some calorie/carb laden days. Yesterday was my birthday, my Dad brought me lunch, Stuart brought home dinner. Calories and sodium galore. My fingers are still swollen from it all, and I'm not even pregnant! I have been hitting four miles on my runs, and staying on the treadmill for closer to an hour. So that's good. I've felt so fat lately. BUT when I stepped on the scale this morning I'd lost 4 lbs! I stepped on and off a bunch of times. 4 lbs? That puts me into the next group of 10. I'm not sure I believe it. Not only am I coming off a streak of non-discipline, but the batteries are wearing out in the scale. If it's still gone next week I think I'll be more excited. Right now I'm in disbelief. Grateful, but wary.  If it's true, then I've passed the half way mark.  40 lbs. down, 34 to go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6466056081698445163?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6466056081698445163/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-33.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6466056081698445163'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6466056081698445163'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-33.html' title='Weigh-in #33:  Half Way???'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1219638379217149601</id><published>2009-12-08T11:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:59:16.521-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #32</title><content type='html'>I lost that pound again.  I'm not off to a good start keeping it off til' next week.  I was up late, so I over slept.  It took me 3 hours to get the kids to school!  I'm a seasonal eater.  When it's cold I want warm, heavy things.  I made banana muffins for breakfast.  I don't know how many calories they were or how many I ate.  Probably half a dozen.  I had leftover chicken pot-pie for lunch.  I'm sure I've reached my calorie intake for the day already.  There's so much snow, and it's so cold, this day is pretty much a bust.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1219638379217149601?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1219638379217149601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-32.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1219638379217149601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1219638379217149601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-32.html' title='Weigh-in #32'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3221457492361012382</id><published>2009-12-07T08:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T11:56:45.935-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Counting calories is proving to be difficult. It's so time consuming! Plus I don't have a lot of control over what's in the house at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (455):&lt;br /&gt;granola cereal (305)&lt;br /&gt;hot chocolate (150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (272):&lt;br /&gt;tortilla (150)&lt;br /&gt;cheese (65)&lt;br /&gt;lettuce (1)&lt;br /&gt;tomato (4)&lt;br /&gt;chicken (50)&lt;br /&gt;salsa (2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;chocolate cake, and milk (probably some awful amount)&lt;br /&gt;and hot chocolate. Wouldn't want my hour on the treadmill to be effective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;chicken pot-pie and more hot chocolate. &lt;br /&gt;I don't know how many calories were in the pot pie, but I'm sure waaaay too many.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3221457492361012382?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3221457492361012382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/counting-calories-is-proving-to-be.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3221457492361012382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3221457492361012382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/counting-calories-is-proving-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7322089244725193101</id><published>2009-12-03T08:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-04T08:59:06.888-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I blew my good eating day last night. I had some calories left so I grabbed a handful of granola, which turned into several handsful, and I washed it down with chocolate milk. I also missed my run because of other projects. Here's hoping for a better day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (273):&lt;br /&gt;granola cereal&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;tuna salad&lt;br /&gt;apples&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RS dinner:&lt;br /&gt;a dab funeral potatoes&lt;br /&gt;lots of spinach salad (yum)&lt;br /&gt;carrots&lt;br /&gt;turkey&lt;br /&gt;ham&lt;br /&gt;chocolate cake&lt;br /&gt;pumpkin something&lt;br /&gt;hot chocolate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea the calorie count for the day.  I did exercise.  Burned 500 + calories, but it was a frustrating workout.  I'm getting these horrible side aches that keep me from running for more than a few minutes at a time.  I got my four miles in, but it took forever!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7322089244725193101?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7322089244725193101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-blew-my-good-eating-day-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7322089244725193101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7322089244725193101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-blew-my-good-eating-day-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4654806481516289426</id><published>2009-12-02T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:17:45.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (273):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. granola&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. 2% milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (459):&lt;br /&gt;soft taco (317)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. grapes (62)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. delicious chocolate milk (80)&lt;br /&gt;That chocolate milk was costly, and now I'm craving more! Must. Be. Strong...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (185):&lt;br /&gt;med. apple (95)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. peanut butter (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (445):&lt;br /&gt;tuna salad on white (300???)&lt;br /&gt;pears (80)&lt;br /&gt;carrot sticks (25)&lt;br /&gt;1 mini reese's cup (40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1362.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4654806481516289426?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4654806481516289426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/breakfast-273-12-c.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4654806481516289426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4654806481516289426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/breakfast-273-12-c.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-852999142901286834</id><published>2009-12-01T07:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T08:38:02.747-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #31</title><content type='html'>Gained a pound. The same pound I've been gaining and loosing for the past month. I wasn't expecting a loss due to Thanksgiving indulgences, but I was hoping for a neutral weigh-in. No dice. Hopefully next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (240):&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;br /&gt;2% milk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (412):&lt;br /&gt;turkey salad on white (335)&lt;br /&gt;small apple (77)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (688):&lt;br /&gt;2 soft tacos (634)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. cantaloupe (54)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1340&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-852999142901286834?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/852999142901286834/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-31.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/852999142901286834'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/852999142901286834'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/12/weigh-in-31.html' title='Weigh-in #31'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3385346487157821614</id><published>2009-11-30T07:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T07:45:30.806-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time to Re-dedicate</title><content type='html'>It's been a rough month in the diet and exercise department. Between Halloween and Thanksgiving, and my foot injury it hasn't been smooth. I can't control the injury portion, but I can control my eating. I just need to be disciplined and do it! My birthday is only 14 days away. While it's impossible to reach my goal weight by then, I can hit the next range of ten milestone. Here's to hoping I can keep that in mind in the afternoon when the kids get home and I'm getting the stressed-out munchies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (325):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wheaties&lt;/span&gt; (200)&lt;br /&gt;honey (60)&lt;br /&gt;milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dedication didn't last long.  I ate leftover Shepherd's pie for lunch.  If I had to guess, I'd say somewhere between 400 and 500 calories.  Then &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;after school&lt;/span&gt; I stopped by my in-laws to borrow a tablecloth.  While there I had several handfuls of trail mix.  For dinner I had leftover Thanksgiving dinner.  I don't have a clue on the calories.  I did, however, have a good run.  I did 4.5 miles.  Somewhere around 600 calories.  I can't remember.  I must have hit a groove, because I felt like I could keep going.  I think 5 miles should be the new goal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3385346487157821614?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3385346487157821614/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-re-dedicate.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3385346487157821614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3385346487157821614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-to-re-dedicate.html' title='Time to Re-dedicate'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3552375850751362068</id><published>2009-11-25T08:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T08:01:26.795-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think I picked the hardest program on the treadmill this morning. I couldn't quite finish it. I had to walk the last 7 minutes of the 40 minute program. It put me past my top sustainable speed, at inclines I don't use. Was I punishing myself for yesterday? Possible. I couldn't resist and stepped on the scale again this morning. The pound I'd lost yesterday is back. Since it's not an official weigh-in day I'm not going to change my ticker, but it's there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (355):&lt;br /&gt;a bowl of cheerios (275)&lt;br /&gt;pears (80)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3552375850751362068?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3552375850751362068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-picked-hardest-program-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3552375850751362068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3552375850751362068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-think-i-picked-hardest-program-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3363331912094154359</id><published>2009-11-24T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T08:10:57.182-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #30</title><content type='html'>Slept through the alarm today. Last week's gain is gone, making me neutral for the month so far. Need to redouble my efforts. Especially the diet part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (275):&lt;br /&gt;bowl of cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a day of old habits.  I munched on homemade granola bars throughout the day and into the evening.  Probably thousands of calories worth.  I had multiple helpings at dinner.  My stomach was as full as it's been in months.  I felt awful.  What was I thinking?  My inner demons came out to play.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3363331912094154359?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3363331912094154359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-30.html#comment-form' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3363331912094154359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3363331912094154359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-30.html' title='Weigh-in #30'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2480514758590004751</id><published>2009-11-23T07:47:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:37:30.470-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exercise for the day; 40ish minutes on the treadmill, 3+ miles. Ankle kind of hurts now that its done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (310):&lt;br /&gt;1 c. Oatmeal Squares (210)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. peaches (35)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;pretzels (50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;1/2 apple (50)&lt;br /&gt;squash soup (156)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;treat (220):&lt;br /&gt;mini reese's cups&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;beans and rice&lt;br /&gt;sausage&lt;br /&gt;too tired to figure it out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're making granola bars for FHE too.  I'm sure those will be a caloric nightmare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2480514758590004751?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2480514758590004751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/exercise-for-day-40ish-minutes-on.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2480514758590004751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2480514758590004751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/exercise-for-day-40ish-minutes-on.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8625532808775850606</id><published>2009-11-20T07:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-23T17:35:36.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>40 min. on the treadmill. 3+ miles, 500 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (215):&lt;br /&gt;Life cereal&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8625532808775850606?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8625532808775850606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/40-min.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8625532808775850606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8625532808775850606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/40-min.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6857269907218549377</id><published>2009-11-19T10:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T21:12:32.102-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Got up 15 minutes earlier than yesterday. It's progress. It was a Cross-training day, 45 min. Ran out of time, so I didn't get my mile in. That's probably okay. I think my foot needs a rest after yesterday's run. It's a process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had my blood drawn this morning. Had to be fasting. They got me on the first stick! A-mazing! And I didn't get sick like last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (440):&lt;br /&gt;egg mcmuffin (300)&lt;br /&gt;OJ (140)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"snack":&lt;br /&gt;samples at Macey's; 2 bite brownie, 2 bite pumpkin cookie. Mmmmm... probably about 250 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (302):&lt;br /&gt;grapes (62)&lt;br /&gt;same salad as yesterday (199) with the addition of;&lt;br /&gt;1 T. peas (6)&lt;br /&gt;2 T. croutons (35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;medium apple (95)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (362):&lt;br /&gt;Squash Soup (D-licious! 312)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 a piece of bread (50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1270 for the day. That leaves room for hot chocolate or something yummy after the kids go to bed. Hmmmm.... I'll have to think on that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (270):&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. granola (120)&lt;br /&gt;hot chocolate (150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1540?  Mental Math...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6857269907218549377?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6857269907218549377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/got-up-15-minutes-earlier-than.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6857269907218549377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6857269907218549377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/got-up-15-minutes-earlier-than.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6344179730262515481</id><published>2009-11-18T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T18:34:33.427-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Change</title><content type='html'>I've been stuck in night workouts for some time now. I've decided that I need to get back to mornings. It would be better for lots of reasons. Not for my beauty sleep, but better for the family. The alarm went off at 6:00 am. It took me a while to get out of bed and say my prayers. I didn't actually hop on the treadmill until 7:00 am. It's a process. It was a hard workout. I don't know if it's because I haven't run much in a week, because my last workout was less than 12 hours ago, because I'm tired, or some combination of the three. I only had time to get in a 30 minute walk/run. 350 calories. Enough to burn off the extra cookie I ate last night. Even squishing that in is making the morning more trying than usual. Who am I kidding. It's always trying with one of my children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a good note, it &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;occurred&lt;/span&gt; to me that the pound I gained at yesterday's weigh-in may have been due to the high-sodium canned chicken noodle soup from the night before. I weighed-in again this morning just to see, and it's gone. Yea! I'm not going to change the ticker just in case, but it makes me happy to know it's not there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (316):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tortilla (75)&lt;br /&gt;1 egg/2 egg whites (102)&lt;br /&gt;cheese (69)&lt;br /&gt;salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (250):&lt;br /&gt;2 apricot halves (20)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. grapes (31)&lt;br /&gt;2 c. lettuce (16)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. diced tomato (8)&lt;br /&gt;1/4. sliced carrot (12)&lt;br /&gt;6 cucumber slices (8)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. ranch (60)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. cottage cheese (55)&lt;br /&gt;2 slices ham, chopped (40)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That just might leave enough room for a cookie.  I'll have to think about it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cookie temptation got the best of me.  Before I knew it I'd downed probably 1000 calories worth.  Ugh.  When will I get control over this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm too tired to figure out dinner's calories.  Leftover chicken noodle soup (here comes the water weight) and grilled cheese.  I'm going to guess 500.  So, in my estimation that's 2066 calories for the day.  So much for reaching my goals.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6344179730262515481?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6344179730262515481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-change.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6344179730262515481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6344179730262515481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/time-change.html' title='Time Change'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-2624574602202626976</id><published>2009-11-17T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-17T21:48:55.734-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #29</title><content type='html'>Gained a pound this week. Poor nutrition and last week's weak exercise has finally caught up to me. It's not surprising, but I was disappointed anyway. I've been cheating fate too long. So to celebrate I had a high calorie breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (465):&lt;br /&gt;granola cereal&lt;br /&gt;2% milk&lt;br /&gt;diced peaches&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;soft taco (248)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;1 slice of blueberry bread (free samples at the store)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (605):&lt;br /&gt;hamburger (209)&lt;br /&gt;bun (110)&lt;br /&gt;ketchup (15)&lt;br /&gt;mustard (0)&lt;br /&gt;cheese (110)&lt;br /&gt;lettuce (3ish)&lt;br /&gt;tomato slices (8)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. corn (80)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. beans (70)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1318. I'm going to guess 150 for the bread, taking the total up to 1468.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My evil husband came home from Elder's Quorum meetings and made cookies (162 calories each).  I ran enough to burn off 1 plus a little.  Today was a cross training day.  Strength training+1 mile.  1630 calories for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-2624574602202626976?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/2624574602202626976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-29.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2624574602202626976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/2624574602202626976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-29.html' title='Weigh-in #29'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6155474113914477305</id><published>2009-11-16T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:10:38.723-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;Life cereal (215)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (411):&lt;br /&gt;3 oz. roast turkey (150)&lt;br /&gt;green bean casserole (161?)&lt;br /&gt;apricots (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;ice-cream (250)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;chicken noodle soup with bread and butter (600ish)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1476.  That's good, because the ice-cream was probably closer, if not over 300.  I walked/ran 4 miles on the treadmill this evening.  600 calories in 1 hour.  It felt good to run again.  I could tell I haven't run in over a week.  In fact I only managed 3 workouts of any kind last week.  Not expecting much on the scale tomorrow.  I'm just hoping I haven't gained.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6155474113914477305?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6155474113914477305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-life-cereal-215-lunch-411-3.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6155474113914477305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6155474113914477305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-life-cereal-215-lunch-411-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7558582338006459099</id><published>2009-11-13T07:57:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-16T22:06:49.882-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (372):&lt;br /&gt;tortilla (150)&lt;br /&gt;2 egg whites/1 whole egg scrambled (102)&lt;br /&gt;2 T. salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;sprinkling of cheese (maybe 50?)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch:&lt;br /&gt;the soft taco Camden requested for lunch, took one bite of and then refused to eat. I couldn't bear to throw it away, so it became my lunch. (312)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the day became a bust.  I made cookies to take to game night.  Probably ate 1000 calories worth.  Leftover something or other for dinner....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7558582338006459099?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7558582338006459099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-372-tortilla-150-2-egg.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7558582338006459099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7558582338006459099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-372-tortilla-150-2-egg.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5756744647491799040</id><published>2009-11-12T23:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T22:43:34.436-08:00</updated><title type='text'>And I Ra-a-an...</title><content type='html'>breakfast (415):&lt;br /&gt;2 pancakes (300)&lt;br /&gt;raspberry jam (50)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not the smartest of breakfasts, but I made it for the kids and didn't want to make something else too. High calorie, low nutrient, very little protein. Not what's been prescribed. Not very filling either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (385):&lt;br /&gt;open faced turkey salad on wheat (225)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. vegetable soup (160)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Pttth&lt;/span&gt;... I don't know what happened to the rest of my day. I think the constant headaches from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;glucophage&lt;/span&gt; are encouraging my eating. Eating helps the headaches. I had a slice of banana bread (112), hot chocolate (150), gumdrops at scouts (140), dinner was pork and noodles. I don't know the calories for sure, but I'm betting 500. Another slice of banana bread (112), more hot chocolate (150). What is that... 902? That makes 1702 for the day. I still have a headache and the munchies. I'm disappointed to learn that my bike ride last night was only good for about 350 calories. Better than walking on the treadmill, I think. It wasn't boring like walking on the treadmill. Ugh... time for cross training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran!  I'm so excited!  It's been a whole week!  After strength training (280 calories), I went down to the treadmill to get my mile in.  I started out walking.  Slowly I increased the speed.  After half a mile I thought, "let's give it a try," and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;bam&lt;/span&gt;!  I was running!  Not fast, I took it easy.  I didn't want to push it.  I ran about half of the mile (177 calories).  At the end I wanted to keep going, but I figured I'd better ease back into it.  Maybe wait and see how the foot feels tomorrow.  I am so happy about it.  It was just enough to whet my appetite.  Now I'm craving the run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5756744647491799040?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5756744647491799040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-415-2-pancakes-300-raspberry.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5756744647491799040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5756744647491799040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-415-2-pancakes-300-raspberry.html' title='And I Ra-a-an...'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4472222193945950325</id><published>2009-11-11T08:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-12T09:14:44.402-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (287):&lt;br /&gt;wheat toast (90)&lt;br /&gt;.5 T. raspberry jam (25)&lt;br /&gt;2 egg whites/1 whole egg scrambled (102)&lt;br /&gt;2 T. salsa (5)&lt;br /&gt;.5 c. 2% milk (65)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (381):&lt;br /&gt;Leftover homemade &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;lasagna&lt;/span&gt;, my first ever. Made it for the family while I was out last night. I had to try it (350&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;ish&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;.5 c grapes (31)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still feel hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (325):&lt;br /&gt;1 oz. cheese (100)&lt;br /&gt;apricots (100)&lt;br /&gt;granola (125)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High calorie snack. I was hungry and had a headache. Still hungry and have a headache.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (489):&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. Spanish Rice (145)&lt;br /&gt;tortilla (150)&lt;br /&gt;taco meat (73)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. shredded cheese (69)&lt;br /&gt;1/4 c. lettuce (2)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. tomato (5)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. salsa (3)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 T. sour cream (15)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. cantaloupe (27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1482. Went for a bike ride thanks to my sister-in-law lending me her bike while I wait for this stupid injury to heal. Blah, blah, blah... about the injury, not about the bike. The bike ride was fun. A little scary in the dark since I'm unsure of myself on the bike, but 45 minutes of fun. The weather was great. Would have been great for running too. Really want a piece of banana bread. Mmmmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The call of the banana bread was too strong.  Add another 224 calories to the tally, 1706.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4472222193945950325?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4472222193945950325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-287-wheat-toast-90.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4472222193945950325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4472222193945950325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/breakfast-287-wheat-toast-90.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-6416783933503241051</id><published>2009-11-10T07:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T09:11:30.801-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #28</title><content type='html'>I was worried about this morning's weigh-in considering my poor eating habits of late, and the reduced amount of exercise due to injury. I am very grateful to have lost another pound! When I first stepped on the scale it told me I'd lost 3, but then it had an error message. Then it said I'd lost 2, but erred again. It finally settled on 1. A pounds a pound! I've also lost 1" off my waist, and .5" off my thighs. Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was a cross training day. I logged in my mile on the treadmill in addition to floor exercises. It takes a long time when you're walking, and it only burns 150 calories. Bummer. I did try running a bit. I can do it, but it still hurts. The pain is mostly in my arch now, and its there pretty much all day. Weird. I'm going to have to call around and see if I can borrow some one's bike today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a total bust as far as calories go. I didn't even bother once I figured out how much breakfast was. I just tried to be smart in portions. I pulled the skin off the chicken. Only ate half a serving, and lots of veggies. I'm going to have to be extra careful with my calorie count while my exercise is on the fritz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (265ish):&lt;br /&gt;Life cereal with 2% milk (225)&lt;br /&gt;apricots (40sih)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (355):&lt;br /&gt;turkey salad on wheat (315)&lt;br /&gt;apricots (40ish, mmmm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (577):&lt;br /&gt;small apple (77)&lt;br /&gt;this is where it gets slippery.  I made banana bread.  One slice turned into many.  Probably 500 calories worth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;I went to UVMOM's night out.  We had a Thanksgiving dinner.  I took very small samplings of everything, but it still filled up my plate.  I don't know the calories, but it was yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1197 before dinner.  I'm certain dinner cost me more than 300 calories.  Dessert alone probably cost me at least that.  Probably double.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-6416783933503241051?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/6416783933503241051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-28_10.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6416783933503241051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/6416783933503241051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-28_10.html' title='Weigh-in #28'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-591004901640090183</id><published>2009-11-09T09:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T08:07:30.113-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Staying within 1500 calories is proving to be difficult lately. Mostly because I don't have a lot of control over what is in the house to eat for the time being (like 2% milk is the only option). Some of it has been poor choices. For instance, the cereal I ate cost me 500 calories before the milk was poured on. Granola is probably better as a small snack than a full bowl of cereal. It's gonna be a tough day considering I just learned that what I have planned for dinner is extremely high calorie (800+ calories per serving for the main dish alone!), but I gotta use what we have. I'm hoping that if I pull the skin off, and have just one piece it will lessen the calories considerably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also difficult-- exercise. I'm nursing an injured foot. No idea what's wrong with it. Stuart splurged and bought me new running shoes. They're not as high grade as my old ones, but my old ones are four years old. That's ancient for running shoes. Hopefully they'll help. In the mean time I've been doing resistance training, and I borrowed my mother-in-law's bike on Saturday. I logged in 7.9 miles in about an hour on a big beach cruiser. It was fun. My bum hurts. My legs were well worked out. I wasn't as tired afterwards as I am after running. I hope it was a good enough workout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;On a good note I wore a new-to-me dress on Sunday (thanks mom! I'll gladly take your fat clothes). It was knee length and made of stretchy/flow-y fabric and I didn't even feel uncomfortable in it! And... are you ready for this??? I discovered that I have SPACE between my calves and my boots! Space that wasn't there just a couple weeks ago. How &lt;em&gt;awesome&lt;/em&gt; is that? Really, REALLY awesome.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;breakfast (600):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;granola with 2% milk (600 ish)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;leftover meatloaf&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;pears&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;dinner:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;roasted garlic and lemon chicken (breast meat, no skin)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;squash&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;broccoli&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I munched more granola in there somewhere.  Awful stuff!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-591004901640090183?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/591004901640090183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/staying-within-1500-calories-is-proving.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/591004901640090183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/591004901640090183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/staying-within-1500-calories-is-proving.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5851450646787245090</id><published>2009-11-06T13:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T13:29:20.394-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid Ankle</title><content type='html'>While running last night, my left ankle started hurting.  I'd only been on the treadmill for 15 minutes.  I wasn't even running fast.  Before I knew it I couldn't put weight on it.  I can move it.  There's no swelling.  It's not tender.  I just can't put weight on it.  I don't know where this is coming from.  I didn't trip, or go sideways, or get wobbly, nothing out of the norm.  Stupid.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5851450646787245090?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5851450646787245090/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-ankle.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5851450646787245090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5851450646787245090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-ankle.html' title='Stupid Ankle'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-4525230520290143216</id><published>2009-11-05T12:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-05T12:21:27.859-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Six Month Run-iversary!</title><content type='html'>Calorie counting is going to be a bit difficult for a little while, as I don't have a lot of control over what's available to eat in the house.  I'll do my best.  Of course the cookies we made for Twin Time to celebrate our oven working for the first time in six months aren't helping.  I learned that they're over 100 calories each.  Well over.  Naturally that was after I'd eaten 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm excited to say that I have been running for six months.  Six months ago I started a beginner's training program.  I ran so slow it could barely be called jogging when I started.  I ran for 1 minute at a time, and at the end of 30 minutes I could barely walk.  Now I can run for an hour at a time.  4 miles without stopping is a normal thing.  I can run up outside, and up and down hills.  I finished a 5k a couple months ago, and am planning on doing one or two more this month.  I can run a 10 minute mile (although my average over distances is closer to 11).  I've lost 35 lbs. and dropped almost 2 pant sizes.  It's time for me to go shopping!  When I started I didn't think any of it was possible.  I thought I'd be over 200 lbs. for the rest of my life, and now it's happening!  I didn't have a gym, diet pills, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;weight loss&lt;/span&gt; books, trainers, or any of the "stuff" people think they need.  I didn't need &lt;em&gt;The Biggest Looser&lt;/em&gt;.  I used my treadmill, a 4-year old pair of gym shoes, and a little bit of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;discipline&lt;/span&gt;.  I still struggle with the eating porting of diet and exercise.  I'm addicted to those sweets!  I am improving, and I am more aware of what I put into my body.  I'm almost half way to my goal.  I hope to make it all the way this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-4525230520290143216?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/4525230520290143216/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-month-run-iversary.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4525230520290143216'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/4525230520290143216'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/six-month-run-iversary.html' title='Six Month Run-iversary!'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-660821617486663344</id><published>2009-11-04T23:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T23:29:00.546-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had an interesting episode last night. While saying my prayers I started feeling, dizzy, nauseous and faint. Next thing I know I'm slumped over by the bedside and Stuart is shaking me calling my name in a rather frantic voice. I don't know what happened. I didn't feel so well. Kind of weak. Not enough calories for the day? Blood sugars off? Working out at night may not be the greatest when I can't eat after. What am I to do if the alarm doesn't go off one morning? Hmmmm... I ended up sharing a protein bar with Stuart before we went to bed, so I need to add 90 calories to yesterday's intake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also dropped a 37 lb. bucket on the top of my right foot last night. It hurt! It still hurts. It better not impede my running tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (240):&lt;br /&gt;Life Cereal (200)&lt;br /&gt;2 slices ham (40ish, got to have protein of some kind)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having the dizzy, shaky episodes again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lunch (398+):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;mandarin oranges (50)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1 slice of bread (100)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;laughing cow cheese (35)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;beef stew (213)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;a whole bunch of Starbursts (just looked it up, they're 20 calories a piece! I don't know how many I ate. Probably 10)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;more starbursts and a frozen fruit bar that had only 14 calories!&lt;br /&gt;1 slice of turkey (20?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;out of desperation we used a $4 coupon for pizza.  There was literally nothing to eat in the house.  The cupboards were bare, and the fridge was empty.  That has since been remedied, but pizza it was.  I don't know how many calories it was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;658 plus probably 300 calories wasted in Starbursts (I thought all the good candy was gone), 958, so lets hope the pizza was less than 600 calories.  I'm not crossing my fingers though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I called the doctor's office about my dizzy spells.  They haven't called me back.  Annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-660821617486663344?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/660821617486663344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-interesting-episode-last-night.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/660821617486663344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/660821617486663344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-had-interesting-episode-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-3271527880750509987</id><published>2009-11-03T08:02:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-03T21:51:49.731-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #28</title><content type='html'>I don't know how, but I've lost another pound. I'm amazed! Not sure I earned it, but thankful. Very thankful. I also lost another inch off my waist! Incredible. Now I just need to be good this week to ensure that any time delay on the poundage doesn't take effect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Neither of us heard the alarms this morning, so no exercise yet. It's a cross training day, so I should be able to get it in with the kids around. The twins like to do some of the exercises with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (390):&lt;br /&gt;2 eggs scrambled (140)&lt;br /&gt;1 piece of toast (100 we're out of low cal bread)&lt;br /&gt;apple jelly (25)&lt;br /&gt;chili sauce (15)&lt;br /&gt;1% milk (110)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (267):&lt;br /&gt;same sandwich as yesterday (217)&lt;br /&gt;1/2 c. diced peaches (50)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (213):&lt;br /&gt;beef stew (again, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;bleh&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Known calories for the day; 870.  I delved into the candy bowl again today.  So there are a lot of unknowns.  Let's hope there are less than 700 calories of unknowns.  All the chocolate is gone, so it shouldn't be as big a temptation.  &lt;em&gt;Shouldn't&lt;/em&gt; be...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise for the day: cross training.  I have no idea how many calories it burns, but it takes me about 45 minutes.  Today I added a 1 mile run at my top sustainable speed (6 mph), including warm up and cool down I was on the treadmill for 20 minutes.  I can't remember the calories, 250 maybe?  Plus, I'm sure I burned &lt;em&gt;something&lt;/em&gt; scrubbing the kitchen down today.  I even cleaned the oven!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-3271527880750509987?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/3271527880750509987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-28.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3271527880750509987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/3271527880750509987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/weigh-in-28.html' title='Weigh-in #28'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-1518220296697406871</id><published>2009-11-02T07:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T20:45:59.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Halloween: Definitely A Day of Demons</title><content type='html'>Due to Halloween this weekend I didn't have time to count and post calories. I had costumes to finish, hair and make-up to do, decorations for the carnival to create, and an elementary school to transform. We had pizza on Saturday. I ate 3 pieces. It was delicious and terrible. I drank root-beer. I had no desire for a few days to eat well. I was stuck in a rut. Life caught up to me for a day or so and I fed my depression with food. Junk food. It started with a bag of Oreos left on my porch a week ago by a well meaning trickster. Followed by gobs of delicious, creamy cheesecake at my brother's wedding. I chased that down with handfuls of caramel corn we made to carry on the festive spooking, followed by half a dozen cookies I picked up for scouts last week. While handing out candy to cute trick-or-treaters, I noticed a candy bar I'd never tried. I thought I could have one. One turned into many. I decided to give myself leeway over the weekend. That leeway turned into and all out binge as I popped Snicker's after Snicker's until I wasn't even tasting them anymore. I downed mini bags of M&amp;amp;M's until there weren't anymore. And thus we see that we are led by silken threads until we are so tightly wound in a web that we cannot break free. I could almost hear Satan laughing as I fed my addiction. In the beginning I didn't have any regrets. Thousands of calories and a bloated tummy later I felt the regret sinking in. Now that the weekend is over I'm facing the withdrawals, and the work of undoing the damage of the calorie-laden holiday known as Halloween. Definitely a day of demons. Time to break free of the cords.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exercise:45 minutes on the treadmill running sprints. 555 calories burned. That's what? two or three of those mini candies?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (200):&lt;br /&gt;cheerios&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (190):&lt;br /&gt;protein bar, first one ever. Eh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (280):&lt;br /&gt;1 slice white bread (not so good, but available 100)&lt;br /&gt;laughing cow spreadable cheese (35)&lt;br /&gt;3 slices turkey (60)&lt;br /&gt;spinach (12)&lt;br /&gt;2 slices tomato (10)&lt;br /&gt;.5 apple (63)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack:&lt;br /&gt;tortilla chips and salsa (155)&lt;br /&gt;I had to eat something.  I remembered as I was leaving to get the kids that I hadn't taken my pills.  I have to eat with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after school treat:&lt;br /&gt;laughing cow ice-cream bar (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner:&lt;br /&gt;beef stew (213)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1138.  I think that leaves room for a few Halloween treats!  I'm a slow learner.  Hopefully I'll control myself better this time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-1518220296697406871?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/1518220296697406871/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-halloween-definitely-day-of-demons.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1518220296697406871'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/1518220296697406871'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/11/post-halloween-definitely-day-of-demons.html' title='Post Halloween: Definitely A Day of Demons'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-8423120332744711675</id><published>2009-10-29T08:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-11-02T07:40:31.948-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>breakfast (190):&lt;br /&gt;Life cereal w/ skim milk (190)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (145):&lt;br /&gt;apple (110)&lt;br /&gt;Laughing Cow Light Swiss (35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (300):&lt;br /&gt;White Chicken Chili (157)&lt;br /&gt;14 baked tortilla chips (120)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. light sour cream (23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (???):&lt;br /&gt;some kind of chicken casserole my dear mother-in-law made (so grateful to not eat another sandwich) and a WHOLE bunch of pumpkin chocolate chip cookies.  Delicious and Oh-So-Bad for the calorie count&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-8423120332744711675?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/8423120332744711675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast-190-life-cereal-w-skim-milk.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8423120332744711675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/8423120332744711675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/breakfast-190-life-cereal-w-skim-milk.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-5386850294490873920</id><published>2009-10-28T09:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T20:32:55.660-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing I'm learning is that if you have room in your calorie count to indulge in something extra, hot chocolate still leaves your tummy hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was up very late, so I didn't make it up for a workout this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (303):&lt;br /&gt;1 slice 45 calorie wheat toast&lt;br /&gt;1 egg (90)&lt;br /&gt;1 slice honey ham (23)&lt;br /&gt;.5 slice cheddar (45)&lt;br /&gt;OJ (100)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (40):&lt;br /&gt;6 almonds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (275):&lt;br /&gt;3 slices turkey (60)&lt;br /&gt;1 slice cheddar (90)&lt;br /&gt;bread (45)&lt;br /&gt;peach halves (80???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (300):&lt;br /&gt;granola, who knew it was so high calorie?  I was so hungry and so dissatisfied with lunch, I needed a good snack.  This was full of good for me stuff, but they came at a price.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (379):&lt;br /&gt;White Chicken Chili (236)&lt;br /&gt;14 baked tortilla chips (120)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. reduced fat sour cream (23)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1297 and I'm surprisingly feeling a bit full.  Maybe my measurements are off.  Hmmmm... Lucky me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how far, but I'm sure I'm over 1500.  We made caramel corn for a Halloween treat this evening.  I tasted a good handful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-5386850294490873920?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/5386850294490873920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-thing-im-learning-is-that-if-you.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5386850294490873920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/5386850294490873920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/one-thing-im-learning-is-that-if-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-7045974800589754247</id><published>2009-10-27T07:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T21:59:27.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Weigh-in #27</title><content type='html'>I was nervous to step on the scale this morning considering my indulgences as of late. I was just hoping not to have gained. To my amazement I've lost another pound! I'm thankful to be moving in the right direction. I've also lost an inch off my waist, an inch off my hips, and .5" off my thighs. Somethings working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got up on time this morning, but I was sluggish. Today was a cross training day. I intended to add a 1 mile run at the end of my resistance training, but I ran out of time. I need to move faster through my routine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast:&lt;br /&gt;Life cereal w/ skim milk (265)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so cold! First snow of the season is falling as I type. I may have to indulge in hot chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Twin Time Snack:&lt;br /&gt;6 oz. hot chocolate with a splash of skim milk (150)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (205):&lt;br /&gt;3 slices turkey (60)&lt;br /&gt;15 baked tortilla chips (120)&lt;br /&gt;1/3 c. salsa (25)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (90):&lt;br /&gt;banana (90)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (544):&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Gnocchi Soup (544)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's a total of 1254 calories for the day. I'm hungry. Kind of late for a snack, but I might indulge. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hmmmm&lt;/span&gt;....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;snack (248):&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't resist!  I was cold and hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That bumps the total up to 1502 calories for the day.&lt;br /&gt;1 slice 45 cal. wheat toast, 1 t. peanut butter (63), 6 oz. hot chocolate (140)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2556742994106256558-7045974800589754247?l=salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/feeds/7045974800589754247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/weigh-in-27.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7045974800589754247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2556742994106256558/posts/default/7045974800589754247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://salmygalispigalicious.blogspot.com/2009/10/weigh-in-27.html' title='Weigh-in #27'/><author><name>Sal-my-gal</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08047829890777371037</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_i588Mas86WI/Sa2i-h4t_dI/AAAAAAAAATo/yG4AWhB2B0E/S220/DSCF3486.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2556742994106256558.post-19534117897932415</id><published>2009-10-26T08:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T19:39:18.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>First, I must confess that I did &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; keep my promise to eat well over the weekend. I ate pizza, Oreos (we were spooked for Halloween), loads of cheesecake, bites of brownie a la mode, a bite of wedding cake, and a bite of eclair, as well as chocolate chip cookies my grandma made. Not my most stellar performance. I expect it to reflect on the scale. I did however, keep my promise to exercise. Cross training on Friday, 4 mile run on Saturday. I wonder if I burned any calories during the hair marathon on the wedding day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I woke up late and ran a 30 min program on the treadmill. Not too intense, but it was good for 300 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast (345):&lt;br /&gt;2 scrambled eggs (140)&lt;br /&gt;1 piece of toast (100)&lt;br /&gt;1 t. low sugar jam (10)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. chili sauce (15)&lt;br /&gt;1 c. skim milk (80)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch (200):&lt;br /&gt;4 oz. salmon (100)&lt;br /&gt;1 T. mock hollindaise (65, probably less because I used low-fat sour cream)&lt;br /&gt;3/4 c. steamed broccoli (35)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I did so well, I "rewarded" myself with some ice-cream (200)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner (587+):&lt;br /&gt;We went to a pumpkin patch and hayride in a town South of here.  We picked up dinner on the way, and had treats in the barn after we froze our buns off picking out pumpkins.  Lets see what the damage is;&lt;br /&gt;Southwest Chicken Salad (half the dressing or less 370)&lt;br /&gt;Fruit n' Yogurt Parfait (167)&lt;br /&gt;10 french fries (50)&lt;br /&gt;1 bite of Stuart's hamburger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FHE treat:&lt;br /&gt;cookie (???)&lt;br /&gt;taste of ice-cream (???)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazingly enough, the knowns still come to 1332.  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