Splurging isn’t always worth it

Maybe one of these days I’ll learn but knowing me, probably not.  Yesterday I wrote a post called Taco Bell is disgusting.  It reminded me of my post on my old blog titled 5 Guys hamburger, Heaven or Hell?  (I keep forgetting I renamed my kids in my old blog, lol)

(Click here for a review from the blogger that took this pic.  I know how he felt!)

5 Guys Hamburger, Heaven or Hell?

Heaven, definitely. Mmmm. For about 5 minutes. That would be the 5 minutes that I was eating it. Then hell hit. That would be the cramps I got when my newly healthy (ummm, getting there) body decided to reject the bacon cheeseburger with grilled onions. I knew, even while driving to Five Guys, that I would be headed to AnyTime Fitness later. I guess it was a good thing that I only had 2 egg whites for breakfast. I burned those 17 calories driving to and from the restaurant hauling 2 small kidlets.

Of course I ran into Douglas at the gym, later. And, yes, I was honest and told on myself. He asked if it was worth it. Mostly no, it was not. But it was somewhat worth it, in a tiny way. I definitely won’t be splurging like that again. It’s kind of like when your parents tell you not to stick you finger in the light socket. You have to do it just to see what REALLY happens. Well, Douglas was right. It made my body feel gross inside. There is no way I’m cheating like that again. I don’t care if I’m starving and there’s only a bowl of cheesy pasta, or a greasy hamburger, or giant piece of cheesy pizza. At least until June 15th when the Sexy by Summer contest is over. Even then, I really don’t think I’ll go back to eating as bad as I did before I was introduced to The Dreaded Meal Plan. Who knew it would actually feel good to eat healthier?

To work off my 640 (ACK!) calorie lunch, I spent 10 minutes on the stair master burning 66 calories (I think that may have taken care of the bacon, or not.) I moved to the ellipticals which I love oh so much (NOT!) for all of 3 minutes taking care of the piece of cheese and onions (28 calories, maybe). I spent 40 minutes on the bike and burned half (209) of the calories from the hamburger and bun. Ok, not really. All of that took care of less than half of my splurge. Even with my two 20 minute jogs before and after lunch, I was unable to burn more calories than I ate. Seriously? Seriously. After the gym, thankfully Carson talked me into playing Wii tennis and boxing, baseball, and golf. I think that helped me break even for the day.

Nope, not worth it at all. Sorry to me, because that’s who it hurt. I let myself down. I let my wonderful trainer down. It really sucks seeing the disappointment in someone’s eyes when you’ve done something you shouldn’t have. I felt like I needed to go in time-out.

Lesson learned, time to move on. Remember- tomorrow’s a new day (I’ll spare you the sunny “Tomorrow” song again).

This is what I went through yesterday (and last week when I ate Wendy’s) and I’m still paying for it today.  I think I will continue to discover which foods my body will allow and which ones it won’t.  If it ever rejects pizza we’re gonna have us a big knock down drag out- just sayin’.


Taco Bell is disgusting

But it’s what I had for lunch today.  I’m drinking my Orangey Sherberty Shakes  (2 scoops of mix+12 oz oj=210 cals of yumminess!) twice a day but then I spend the rest of the day struggling to fill up the remainder calories.  I’m not hungry but I’m being forced to eat anyway so my body doesn’t store the fat I have making me fatter.  I hate it.  I simply want to eat when I’m hungry…or drink my shakes when I’m hungry.  Yes, I’m going through water like a camel in the Sahara.

I wasn’t in the mood for anything to eat today.  I still had some yellow fin tuna I’d fixed a few days ago and had for lunch yesterday- well, my cats wound up with most of it but I wasn’t in the mood.  Besides, I’d eaten about a third of it then the cats started helping themselves.  I didn’t want McDonald’s (which if you know me at all is a HUGELY weird change), I had to pick up the little kids soon and the only other fast food place close by was Taco Bell.  I got a beef taco with no cheese, nachos and a small Dr. Pepper.  I wolfed down the taco and half the nachos followed by what little soda there was amongst enough ice to make an igloo village.  It was gross.  It wasn’t what I wanted and it tasted just plain nasty.

(mine didn’t have nearly that much meat!!!….or meat related stuff)

Great.  These wonderful lifestyle changes have totally ruined the fast food junkie in me.  I know, I know, this is actually a good thing.  But now what am I supposed to do when I need food an in a hurry???  Grrrrrr!!!!!!!!  Yes, I feel like whining today.  It’s my blog and if I want to whine I can.  I’m allowed to have a bad day, too.  I spent four hours washing my sheets, making my bed, making a WHOPPING container of tea for Hubby, and washed/dried/folded/hung up pretty much every towel and article of clothing my family of six owns.  I sweated while doing my uber multi-tasking phenomenon so I’m counting it as a cardio workout.   Dancing to the 80’s when no one else is home is a fabulous way to work off some calories- especially when you get to sing along and no one can hear you!

Of course I ruined all that by making a run to the border and my already bad day now includes my innards yelling at me for shoveling poison down my throat but there is a rainbow at the end of my crap- today is dance day!  After making tacos for the rest of my family for dinner (I’m sooooo not going there twice in one day) with, coincidentally, Taco Bell dinner kit, I get to go work off my horrendous lunch with my dance mommies.  I love them.  And not just because they are a huge support system and unload a lavish amount of compliments about how much I’ve lost (although that’s part of it) but they’re a great group of moms to be around.  We all have an amazingly fun time every single class….even if one can’t remember that I took dance classes for seventeen years (I love you Jaimie!).  Maybe I’ll be brave soon and post a video for all to see (just not the last one Jaimie took because I wasn’t awake after being at Howl-O-Scream the night before- or maybe I do just suck that bad).

Ok, I’m off with my sluggish, crap filled body that now needs to be detoxified…..again.  Curse you Taco Bell!!!!!

By the way, Slacker Fattie is fired from choosing what to eat from now on.