Emotionally, I Want A Cookie!

Yesterday marked four successive days of hitting my calorie budget, and three successive days of hitting my current walking goal.  And you know what?  I feel great!  I’ll admit the walking has been a little bit of a struggle, because I love reading and I’d gotten used to sitting and reading on my breaks and lunch again, but I’m remembering how much I really enjoy walking during work.  It’s a nice antidote to all the sitting I do, and it’s a good stress relief.

Not that my job is hugely stressful, mind.  But it’s still nice to get up and away from the desk for a while.

The calorie budget has been a little bit more of a struggle, though.  Not that I specifically want to overeat for the sake of overeating, mind.  Most days, at least.  But I really do love the taste of chocolate, and cookies, and things like that.  However, I recognize that these things should be an occasional treat instead of a dietary staple.  Intellectually, I recognize this.  Emotionally, I wanna cookie!

But still, things are going well.  And my pants, which were feeling a little tight recently, have started to loosen up again!  I must be going the right direction!

Eating Well: Scrambled Egg Enchiladas With Cheese Sauce

I’ve been eating a lot of eggs the past couple of weeks.  A lot.  See, in the interests of saving time, my family uses the Clicklist service from Kroger – we figure out our grocery list, enter it online, and let them get everything together.  All we have to do is go pick it up.  But, sadly, I didn’t notice that she’d added eggs to the shopping list and added eggs.  So, we had eight dozen of them.  In addition to the two dozen we already had in the fridge.  All of which are set to go bad at the end of the month.

Creativity was required.  Or, at least, scouring the internet for ideas.  Here’s one that worked out pretty well.

Scrambled Egg Enchiladas With Cheese Sauce

Ingredients:

Directions

  1. Melt two tablespoons of butter in a large skillet.  Chop the onions and green pepper (I tossed them in a food processor), and saute them in the butter until the onion is translucent (about five minutes).
  2. Beat the dozen eggs with 1/2 cup of shredded cheese (I used cheddar).  Add them to the skillet, and scramble them with the onions and peppers.
  3. Spoon equal portions of the scrambled eggs into the tortilla shells, and wrap burrito-style.  Place in a baking dish (after rubbing the dish with butter or spraying a non-stick cooking spray on it).
  4. In a sauce pan, melt the remaining two tablespoons of butter.  Add two tablespoons of flour and whisk until combined.  Keep whisking for another one to two minutes.  Then add the milk and cook, whisking occasionally, until thickened.  Congratulations!  You’ve just made a Bechamel sauce, more or less!
  5. Add 1/2 cup of cheese, 1 teaspoon of chili powder, 1.2 teaspoon of cumin, and 1/2 teaspoon of garlic powder to the sauce, and stir until combined and the cheese is melted.  Pour the sauce over the enchiladas.
  6. Bake at 350 degrees for 20-25 minutes.

Notes

  1. The whole pan comes out to 3,227 calories, or 404 calories per enchilada.  I try to aim for around 800 calories for a meal right now (or around 400 for a Hobbit-meal), so two of them are a serving from that perspective.
  2. This recipe is pretty malleable.  Dice some ham into the eggs.  Top it with sour cream and crumbled bacon and chopped tomato.  Reduce it to eight eggs, and mix in leftover rice.  Add kidney beans.  Knock yourself out, and remember to account for additions and subtractions when calculating calories.

A Little Good, A Little Bad

For the first time  for since getting back on the exercise bandwagon, I hit my walking goal!  Heck, I nearly hit my stretch goal (5.5 miles) while I was at it.  How did I do it?  Simple, really – I got up and went walking during my breaks, and I started parking at the top of the parking garage again. It makes me walk farther, so I get in more steps and increase my odds of hitting goal (significantly increases, apparently).  My legs are just a touch sore right now, a symptom of having gotten out of practice, but it’s that kind of paradoxical soreness that feels good because you got it from working hard.

On the down side, I kind of blew through my calorie budget yesterday.  I made the mistake of eating out for lunch (breakfast, to most people), and it turns out that Chik Fil A breakfast biscuits have all the calories.  All of them.  They’re good, but… wow.  650 per sandwich.  I’m not saying I won’t do that again, mind, but next time I’ll plan for it.

Still and all, I feel good.  Really good.

Things Are Turning Around

All right, so I wasn’t perfect last week.  So what?  You know what happened when I got on the scales on Saturday?  I was down 1.8 pounds.  That, right there, is progress.  And that progress didn’t come from perfection.  It just came from actually trying, from working hard and not giving up because I didn’t quite do everything.

Part of me, of course, is saying stupid things.  “You could have done better, if you’d just hit your calorie goals.”  “You could have lost more, if you’d just walked more.”  But that voice isn’t important, and it isn’t carrying the day.  Sure, maybe I could have done better.  But “maybes” and “perhapses” and “if onlys” and a $1.50 will get me a 20 oz Coke Zero out of a vending machine.  They aren’t worth anything, is what I’m saying, and I’m not going to indulge them

Now to do it again this week.  Because, as I keep trying to remind myself, I’m doing this for health, not just for weight loss.  I’m changing my life, not hitting a target and then stopping.  And I can see that life change, even if I haven’t yet hit my final goal.  Because I’m more than a hundred pounds lighter than I was when I started this project more than two years ago, and I’ve kept it off despite distractions and stress and illness and injury, and that is success.

Well. That Was Weird.

I would have sworn I made my walking goal, yesterday.  So much so, in fact, that I was ready to write an excited post about how I’d managed to hit it.  But then, checking my FitBit, I see that I only did 3.98 miles yesterday.  I was hallucinating, maybe?

Seems a strange hallucination to have.  But, well, there you are.

Still, I think I’ll have some success to report once I weigh in tomorrow.  I’ve done an overall decent job of hitting my calorie budget, after all (even if I did go over a little a couple of days).  So I’ve got that to look forward to.  And then, next week, I work part of my daily exercise routine back into my week!

Breathing. It’s A Wonderful Thing.

I didn’t quite make goal yesterday, but I made a whole lot of progress!  I managed 4.18 miles, 0.32 short but a mile more than I’ve been able to do the last couple of weeks.  Oh, and I wasn’t wheezing and gasping for breath after each short walking session, which means the allergy medication is really working out.  (It also means that I’m sleeping better, which also goes a long way towards being willing and able to exercise.)

With all that in mind, here’s my goal for the day:  I’m hitting my walking goal, and I’m hitting my calorie budget.  Oh, and I’m going to have fun doing it.

Let’s Try This Again, Shall We?

I did not hit anything near my exercise goals, yesterday.  Instead, I got myself to my doctor’s office to get an allergy shot.  Why?  Because while the bronchitis has cleared up (yay!), some allergy-related respiratory issues remain (boo!).  But the shot seems to have cleared that up, so I think I’m ready to give walking another go.  And I really, really hope it works out this time.  I’m getting very tired of sitting and not exercising.

I’m not beating myself up about it, though.  Because I’m also a huge fan of breathing, and I was getting very tired of not being able to do it.

On the calorie front, I missed goal yesterday by about 100 calories.  Not bad, I suppose, but not what I wanted to see happen either.  Still, rather than beat myself up on that I’m just going to keep going.  Breakfast and Hobbit-lunches are all packed and ready, so I’ll be making progress there (although I find it strange that deli chicken is more calories per ounce than deli him), and dinner is already mapped out in my head.  Things should go really well, today.