Showing posts with label measurements. Show all posts
Showing posts with label measurements. Show all posts

Thursday, March 29, 2012

Shit: I just sent this link to my nutritionist. Thankfully, I've eaten some good shit!

Of course I haven't followed my new plan of logging in to post my eatins on a draft and publish it at the end of the week, so I have to recall all that I ate. So hard, but most of it was awesome stuff, so maybe that will help.

Last Thur March 22...wait no...I already posted all the good shit there.

Friday March 23
Eggs
Guac and carrots
Crap...I really can't remember. I can say this: It was a good day of eating. Later, when I went to book club, I splurged on purpose though. After the salad with chicken(?) and chips with avocado, I had some sugar...in the form of a donut and pound cake. I also had a glass of wine, and no regrets, since the previous days had been healthy.

Sat: I cannot remember again, except that it was healthy. I even had a paramour over and fed him organic hummus, salami, chicken (oh shit...I had some rotisserie chicken on Thur? maybe) legs, spinach, and beer. I ate most of that. I think it was actually my dinner, so I may have been under calorie this day. Oh wait...I think I had eggs from breakfast and...CM meatballs and quinoa for lunch. With spinach.

Sun March 25
Earl Grey with a touch of cream
Starbucks sausage sandwich

Lunch: Chipotle -- salad with brown rice, black beans, carnitas, guac, and chips-- my new guilty pleasure. Is it okay if they function as a lettuce delivery vehicle? No?

Snack during Mad Men-- because I was so excited I forgot to eat!-- Sun Chips + a MamaKaze (any gin drink made by PapaKaze.)


Dinner: PTerrys burger with the bun.


Monday:
Breakfast-- Eggs with spinach
Lunch: crap...why can't I remember...well, I ate well all day. Oh shit...maybe I didn't. Did I go to Chipotle? Anyhow I felt good about my eating all day.
Dinner: Chicken breast with spinach, tomatoes, and hummus.

Tuesday March 27
Breakfast: Eggs (Has anyone noticed that I broke my Tacodeli habit?...very important as I actually want to live there.)

Snack: Iced coffee with cream, protein plate with cheese

Lunch: Salad with ham

Snack: Brown Rice Sushi-- keeping that counter at the WF open by myself.

Dinner: with Joe-- grassfed burger with havarti (does anyone see that this is 3 dairys? I paid the next day with painful inflammation) and a buttermilk bun. Greens, tomatoes, strawberries. Portions of several Lone Stars-- how do you lose your beer in your own house?


Wednesday March 28
Breakfast: Eggs and chicken sausage and strawberries
Lunch: 2 grassfed burger patties (no bun), ketchup, and a ton of green beans
Dinner: Salami with hummus and mixed greens

Thursday:
Breakfast-- Chick-Fil-A Homophobic Chicken Biscuit-- Look, I'm fine with the fact that I occasionally eat politically wrong chicken that's bad for me. I just want to know why they can't get the biscuit right every damn time. Its industrialized biscuits-- make them uniformly good!

Lunch: Turkey breast chunks with mixed greens and hummus

Snack: WF Sushi wrapper things

Dinner: Impromptu, post-derby, EAST SIDE KINGS!!!!!!!!! Beet fries with aioli. Chicken Karage! Beer. (Note to self: purple poop tomorrow is normal. Don't freak.)



Hmmm...I didn't eat as well as I thought, though it should be noted (mostly by me) that I feel like I ate healthy. 80/20 rule? Anyhow, this proves the importance of writing it down, aroundish the time/day you ate it. Also, I know I forgot a whole pack of probiotic yogurt, some plain tuna, and a chicken and avocado meal.

Update as of just now when I found my measuring tape: My body is doing what I like. Waist shrinking, rest staying the same. World, please be advised that when my breast/hip to waist ratio is more than 10 inches apart, I be dangerous.

Current measurements:
Overbust: 45
Waist: 34
Hips: 45.5

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Just Who Do I Think I Am?

Who do I think I am? What to say? How does/should/could any woman define herself? What's inside a girl, y'all?

Look, if I knew the answers to any of that, I wouldn't be writing a blog about fat, fatness, my fatness, and how I'm not fat, and how it doesn't matter if I am which I'm not.

Here's a few things that it might help a reader to know about me:

Name: Miss Lady (Yes, sure, my mother named me that.)

Age: 36

Ht: 5ft 0 inches, though I sometimes reach 5ft 1 inch after a lot of yoga.

Wt: I don't know, asshole. (Seriously, its in the upper reaches of the one hundred something, but I'd rather post the exact number when I know it.)

Overbust measurement: 46
Waist: 35
Hips: 46

Metabolic type: Protein-- This means I eat protein not because of some fad diet, but because it seems right for me. I feel sure of that because carbs alone or in excess make me feel like ripping someone's face off or taking an eternal nap and protein produces an opposite, and more desirable effect. I determined this using the help of a professional nutritionist, some books, and wading through internet bullshit (like this!).

Number of years on a diet: Hmm...29? It depends on when we could say I stopped. I AM not on a diet right now. Even if say I am, it's only a slip up or a term of convenience.

Answer to the question, "Have you tried working out?" : Yes.

"Like what workouts do you do?:
 From 1986-1998-- aerobics, but not in shiny outfits with legwarmers which may be why it didn't work.
Since then-- Running--short, long, slow, road, track, trail, 5K, 10K, 13.1, 30K (yes, its a thing), 26.2.
Cycling  Swimming  Triathlon  Yoga  Roller Derby Various Machines At The Gym Plus Some Free Weights


"Well is there like something medically wrong with you... cause you should weight 98 lbs?": Probably. When people start giving a fuck about women's health and treating whole people, I'll get back to you with more.