Monday, February 25, 2013
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Wednesday, February 20, 2013
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
Mr. 'man Clan flew out this morning on another business trip. He hasn't traveled in a while, and this trip is only three nights. I think we will manage. I sure could have used his help this morning, though.
Today, I was planning on taking my van up to my brother-in-law for a little maintenance. Hopped in and T announced I had a flat tire. Poop. I can change tires. I just don't like to. Plus, it was a frillion degrees below zero. Well, not really, but it was COLD!
I had the worst time changing this stinking tire. I couldn't get the spare out from under my car. I finally remove it, and get the car jacked up. Then, my jack broke. I had completely forgotten a coworker borrowed and bent it. No problemo. I'll get our super duty floor jack out. Get the spare on only to find out IT IS FLAT TOO!!! Oy.
Called hubby and fought back tears. He said we do have a compressor, but I'd have to dig for the proper attachement. Awesomesauce. I find the compressor and attachment. I'm pretty sure both arr older than my dad.
Thank goodness, the compressor works and the spare holds air. Off to get the tire patched. Wait. Maybe not. The wires are popping out from the tire. I definitely need a new. Double poop.
I decide to hold off on taking the big kids to school. I want to get the tire taken care of and I'm a little paranoid the spare won't hold. I prefer not be stuck on the side of the road. In the cold. With three kids.
I make it to the local tire shop easy peasy. He goes out to check my other tires. Low and behold, the other front tire is trash. Triple poop. The cheapest pair is going to cost me $200. Quadruple poop. And it will take two hours. Obviously. Boy, am I glad I kept the big kids home from school. Sitting at the tire shop with a five year old for two hours would have tested my patience.
While this was a pretty craptastic start to a day, I am thankful. Tuesdays are my day off. How awful would it have been to walk out to my van at 5:30am to that mess? I'm thankful it happened at home where I had access to the floor jack. I would have been up a creek without a paddle for certain. I'm thankful we have the money to pay for the tires. I'm thankful my daddy made me rotate all four tires on my first car before he ever taught me to drive. I'm thankful I have such awesome big kids to help me out in a pinch. A said she was going to treat us all to lunch today too. Seriously. I'm beyond blessed.
Monday, February 18, 2013
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Wednesday, February 13, 2013
Tuesday, February 12, 2013
Prior to reading the book, I decided to go ahead and start cutting out the wheat. What could it really hurt? It wasn't as hard as I thought it would be. I typically hadn't been eating a lot of wheat before, save for the holidays. It was no big deal for me to have a sandwich sans bread or skip over the mac n cheese. My true weak points are donuts (obviously, because I'm an addict) and crackers. I stopped buying chips and the like on a regular basis a couple years ago. Crackers are our go to snacks around this joint. Let me tell you, girl LOVES her Cheese Nips. Cheez Itz are ok, but Cheese Nips are where it's at. To fill the void of wheat, I started snacking on more veggies and almonds. This definitely helped with my cravings for something crunchy. I love crunchy things. No. Carrots and celery are not the same as crackers, but I had to be strong.
I wouldn't say that I had eliminated the wheat completed, but I had drastically reduced my intake. I begin to notice some things going on with my body and my mood. I felt better. I didn't feel like a lumpy, dough ball. I had more energy and had fewer "crashes." I also noticed that I wasn't as hungry. I was snacking less and eating smaller amounts at meals. As far as my mood goes, I wasn't having as many mood swings or losing my patience easily. I felt more calm, cool and collected. It was a subtle transformation, but I was really digging the way I felt.
I finally got my paws on the book, and boy, was I intrigued. The general premise of the book is wheat is bad. The wheat we eat today is not the same wheat that was first harvested thousands of years ago. No. Seriously, wheat has been genetically modified over the last hundred years for mass production and plants that are sturdier and hardier. It comes at a cost. Hybridized wheat is bad for you. It gives you a higher spike in blood sugar than actual sugar. (I didn't do these studies. I'm just paraphrasing from the book.) As wheat has changed over the years, society has seen a growth in obesity, diabetes, heart disease and even Celiac. The book goes on to suggest cutting all grains because, while not exactly like wheat, they do affect the body similarly. Wheat Belly goes into great depth on the chemical processes and how they ravage your body. I won't bore you with all of that business. I do recommend reading it, though.
So, I'm feeling better physically and mentally. What about the weight loss you ask? I'm proud to report after being mostly wheat free for the better part of 2-3 weeks I have dropped nearly 4 pounds. I know 4 pounds isn't a lot of weight but considering I had plateaued and then gained, I was over the moon excited to see the loss. Not only that, I'm at the lowest weight I have been in a good 7 years. I think I may be done with wheat. I'll allow myself to splurge every now and then and have a donut or a plate of pasta, but wheat will not be a part of my every day diet. Will I go completely grain free? Not right now. I won't completely rule it out, but one thing at a time.
Monday, February 11, 2013
eggs with the fixings
grilled chicken salad
chimichangas with beans
hot dogs and tater tots
grilled cheese and soup
bourbon chicken with fried rice
Philly cheese steak nachos
pancakes, bacon and eggs
Sunday, February 10, 2013
Thursday, February 7, 2013
When I'm running, I try not to take it easy. I push myself the entire way. I don't want to end a run thinking I didn't give it everything I had. I want to get it all out. It leaves me depressed and wanting more if I just go through the motions. I'm left feeling disappointed in myself for not challenging myself. Hello? Shouldn't I be doing this in my day to day life as well??
Going the extra mile in life is picking up that piece of trash you see on the ground. It's holding the door for someone even if your hands happen to be full. It's giving someone a smile when you'd rather jab their eyes out. It's doing something at work that may not be part of your normal job. It's that little something extra that may just brighten someone's day. Going the extra mile is giving 110% every day. Sure, there are going to be days where you may not have it in you, and that's ok. If something is worth doing, it's worth doing well.
I'm going to make an effort to go the extra mile. Are you ready to give it everything you've got? How are you going to go the extra mile?