Taming The Cookie Monster

I like cookies… a lot. Typically, I can’t eat just one, I eat them all. Doesn’t matter if all is 1 or 10. I’m that way with most junk food. Because of that I rarely buy it anymore. It’s been a lot of blood, sweat, and tears to get from a size 18 to a 12 (and I going to get to an 8).  I don’t plan on gaining the weight back.

That doesn’t mean I don’t have an occasional indulgence.  I do. I have found if I completely try to deny myself a cookie or cupcake, I will start obsessing about it and when I do give in, I go way overboard. So, I try to keep it in moderation.

I have read that successful weight lose is 30% exercise and 70% diet. I kind of agree with that. Over the years I have tried many diets, unsuccessfully, I might add. Phil has always said, “Just eat real food.” (He was way ahead of his time.) He’s right. Throw all the processed crap out. Eat fruits, fresh vegetables, lean meat and fish. I do pretty well with that..except fish, I hate fish. I prefer fruit to most vegetables as well.

Lately, Phil’s annual checkup magic numbers have been a little high. His doctor prescribed a change in lifestyle. We are doing ok with it. It’s terribly hard with our summer schedule. No more white bread, instead I buy whole grain. No more, ham, now its turkey. No more chips (GASP) its carrot sticks. Sweet potatoes instead of red or white, and a lot of fresh fruit. (Good thing we raise watermelons!)  For the first time in 31 years of marriage, you will not find Coke in our refrigerator. It’s water, and sometimes unsweet tea.

Late night meals are often tuna for him, salad for me. We also stock protein shakes and bars. Phil uses them as between meal snacks, and I eat or drink one for breakfast. (I’m not a breakfast eater, unless I can eat it at 10 a.m.) I’m also a big fan of Kind bars and keep those handy for my late afternoon sinking spell.

The one thing both of us refuse to give up is bacon. Phil has 3 slices every morning. I eat it once or twice week.  I will give up most anything else, but never bacon. We also still eat an occasional cheeseburger, but not often.

I don’t use food as a reward for losing weight or increasing my mileage. Eating is fuel. If I eat garbage, I feel like garbage.

Somedays I do really good, some days I don’t. It’s a lot like my running. When I fall down, I get back up and keep going.

Run happy!

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