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Holy Crap Was That a Long Fall!

Ok, so BuddhaBelly officially fell off the wagon a few weeks ago.

Like, really fell. Massive drop. At least a good 20 feet.

I don’t really have an excuse. Yes, things got super busy. Yes, I suffered through a truly annoying flu. And yes, I got a new tattoo (even though I was supposed to wait until I lost all my blubber…more on that later) and so I had to hold off on getting sweaty so that it could heal. But really, there’s no reason why I couldn’t have plowed through those obsticles.

So here I am, feeling incredibly guilty, ashamed and well…FAT.

AGAIN.

I haven’t stepped on the scale yet (which has collected some serious dust I might add) but I’m pretty damn sure I’ve gain every inch and pound back because once again, nothing fits.

My Dojo is probably wondering what the hell happened to me…again. And truth be told I’m a bit embarressed to go back but next week I have to. For both my pride and my weight.

Baby and Me Fitness is probably assuming that I’m A) not interested anymore, or B) out having another baby or something.

Weight Watchers has totally left mind and body. While I haven’t been eating horrible or anything, I haven’t been watching what I eat either.

To those who were looking to me for inspiration, I apologize profusely for not being a good role model. For those who were encouraging me, I’m so very sorry for not heeding your words. And to my own sense of self… I deeply regret letting you down.

So next week I’m starting all over. I’m going to hit Baby and Me Fitness every damn day, I’m going back to karate twice a week at least and I’m sticking to Weight Watchers like gum to your shoe. The Holy-Crap-the-Buddha-Belly-Is-Back! Plan will commence as of October 13, 2009.

There. I said it. And now you can hold me to it!

That is all.

CRACKING UP OVER ‘HUNGRY’

The Weight Watchers ‘Hungry’ commercials are by far the funniest diet commercials I have seen in a long time. I actually get excited when that fuzzy little monster comes on. He cracks me up!

If you haven’t seen them you’re totally missing out. Here are my faves:

Whoever thought this fuzzy lil’ guy up is a marketing GENIUS!

MOTIVATE THIS: THE FRESHII MANTRA

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STATS (as of August 20)

BUST: 36

WAIST: 38.5  (eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeek!!!)

HIPS: 39.5 (arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!)

WEIGHT: 149.4  (omg! Back to square one! Someone kill me now!!! Puh-LEEEEEEZE)

BODY FAT %: 30.6 (the silver lining I guess…)

THE VACAY PLAN: CAN YOU REALLY STAY ON TRACK WITH DIET AND EXERCISE?

Yes.

As long as your not me.

I don’t think there is one person out there who finds it easy-as-pie to stay on track with their diet and exercise regimen while on vacation. I mean, come on…who really wants to think about over-exerting themselves on a treadmill or eating salads all day while the person sitting next to us is indulging in strawberry daiquiris and BBQ?

And while I think seeking out local gyms in whichever city/hotel/resort you’re staying or packing almonds, cans of tuna and protein bars into your luggage are great ideas I don’t think they’re exactly feasible. Um…reality check people…when was last the time you packed tuna to go anywhere?

I recently went on a week-long vacation with Baby Boy and not only did I overindulge but I think I managed to get all of one session at the gym in during the entire week. And, well, now I’m left feeling flabby, bloated and with the muscle mass of a jellyfish and the energy of my 65 pound Basset Hound on a 30+ degree day.

So being as realistic as possible, here are Buddha Belly’s top Vacay Do’s and Don’t-Do-What-I-Did’s for when you go on vacation.

DO: Be conscious of what you eat.

You don’t have to eat nothing but lettuce the entire time, but do be mindful of what you’re eating and how much. If you know that you’re going to indulge in a savory lobster feast for dinner, opt to have a lighter, more healthy-style lunch such as a bountiful salad, a scrumptious chicken wrap with honey mustard dressing, etc. Opt for frozen yogurt or a strawberry smoothie when the heat calls for something cool. And enjoy that Divine bowl of cheese cappaletti but half it and give half to the husband/boyfriend/friend whose been eying your plate all night or take it to go.

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t hit every station at the buffet…twice. Don’t mindlessly snack on whatever is within arms reach because you’re enjoying horizontal-mode for the day. Don’t tank up on watermelon or other high-fructose fruits thinking that they’re fruit so they must be good for you and so you can have as much as you want. Don’t indulge in gelato just because you think Italians are entitled to it on a hot day. Don’t get an iced-coffee-with-non-fat-milk-and-extra-sweetener from Starbucks every day. (By the way: The non-fat milk does nothing for you if you’re getting one every day…especially if you’re getting extra sweetener).

DO: Be as active as possible.

It’s totally understandable that hitting a gym everyday while on vacation is neither feasible nor necessarily enjoyable, but there’s no reason to not be active at all. Try to plan one activity each day that will get your heart rate moving whether it is a game of beach volleyball, hitting the pool or ocean for a swim, using a bike to go sight-seeing, power walk through the air-conditioned mall,  etc. And, if all else fails, plan a 30 minute walk after dinner when the heat is not as intense. It may not burn off that rack of ribs you just ate but hey, it’s somethin’.

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t look outside, whine “it’s too hoooooooooooot” or “I just want to relaaaaaaaaax” and spend the day on the couch watching soap operas and reruns of Law and Order or, for those of us with kids, Treehouse and episodes of Sesame Street.

DO: Let breaky be your break-free meal of the day.

If there’s one meal in the entire day that you an safely overindulge in, it’s breakfast. That’s because you have an entire day to burn off what you ate. This doesn’t mean that you should let gluttony take over. It means don’t beat yourself up over it if you lingered around the crepe station at the brunch buffet this morning. As long as you’re active throughout the rest of the day it won’t have done as much damage as you think.

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t overeat or have a brunch buffet every morning because you think you’ll burn off the calories later in the day. Calories add up people. Do the math.

DO: Be aware of your beverages.

You don’t have to avoid alcohol altogether but do limit your intake. If you happen to get sloshed one night, skip the alcohol the next. A night without a Pina Colata isn’t going to kill you. (And no, Bud Light doesn’t count dude)  High-calorie beverages like Frappacino’s, Iced Coffees and Milkshakes will only weigh you down.  Try to choose zero calorie beverages throughout the day. Obviously water is the ultimate choice and is so easily transportable  but there are other options that give you the fizz you want without the calories like Diet Coke or Coke Zero (even McDonalds offers Coke Zero as a beverage now…not that you should be going there or anything).

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t order regular Coca-Cola at every restaurant because you’re “on vacation”, don’t get any ideas just because there’s an LCBO two doors down from you and don’t hit Starbucks for a grande-iced coffee with- non-fat-milk-and-extra-sweetener every day (see first Don’t-Do-What-I-Did).  Again, the non-fat milk ain’t gonna help ya dude.

DO: Strategize with your over-indulgences.

If you’re not into the daily good-cop-bad-cop routine with your meals as suggested above or if you have much more willpower than the rest of us but not as much as that toothpick in the fitness magazine, pick TWO or THREE meals (depending on how long your vacation is)  with which you will blow your diet out of the water. Go ahead, eat whatever your lil’ ol’ heart desires at those two or three meals. And eat healthy for the rest of your vacation. You’ll revel in the guilt free freedom.

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t overindulge everyday at every meal and eat everything in sight. ‘Nuff said.

DO: Set up a Reward Plan.

Just like you’ve set up a long-term goal and reward for yourself when you’re at home, doing the same while on vacation will reap huge benefits. Keep your goal realistic and your reward attainable. Even if you’re goal is as basic as “speed walk for 30 minutes every day” and your reward is as simple as a new pair of sandals.

DON’T-DO-WHAT-I-DID:

Don’t beat yourself up every day that you didn’t work out or didn’t eat healthy. Don’t go to extremes because you failed at your plan the day prior. Don’t throw up your hands and give up because you’ve had a few bad days of eating. And most importantly…

Don’t let your vacation habits continue when you get back home.

Unless they’re healthy habits of course.


KAPOW!

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KAPOW!!!

Yup. That’s the sound of my diet and exercise regimen exploding from four days of overindulgence.

I feel totally ashamed and to be quite honest, I’m feeling really freaked out that I may have undone all the good I had accomplished in the last two weeks. I am seriously dreading my weekly weigh-in tomorrow.

The slipperly slope started on Sunday when I attended a BBQ/Birthday celebration. I started the party off well — I meticulously chose the lighter fare and counted points values like a nun counts the beads on a rosary. But when the desserts were put out…*sigh*…I don’t know. All will power went out the window and I overindulged in creamy tarts and puff pastries and cups upon cups upon cups of fruit salad.

Now, the upside is that I played about an hour of volleyball with my fellow party-goers after this period of indulgence but I’m almost positive that it hasn’t undone the damage I caused. Oh, and I guess I should mention that I had run out of flex points the day before.

Then came Monday’s BBQ at a friends home where I didn’t even bother to count points or even consider what I was shovelling into my mouth. Oh I brought my trusty Weight Watchers Points book to this BBQ alright. And it stayed in Baby Boy’s diaper bag the entire time. Burgers, chips, cheesies, brownies, dip, chocolate fountain…(yup, you read that correctly, CHOCOLATE FOUNTAIN)… I ate it all. And I wouldn’t doubt it if I ate them in that order. And this time there was no volleyball game to salvage some of my dignity.  I didn’t even bother trying to tally up everything I ate and how many points I consumed. I’m pretty sure I ate all my fresh set of flex points in one sitting.

Tuesday I participated in Aquafit with Baby Boy (which ROCKED — more on that later) and was doing pretty good with the diet for most of the day. WW meal for lunch, etc. But then the husband, baby boy and I went to Jack Astors for dinner with my out-of-town-and-visiting parental units and I made the horrible mistake of ordering the chopstick chicken salad again. Ugh. 25 POINTS PEOPLE!!! When I think back I distinctly remember trying to choose between a 6 oz steak with cooked vegetables and a baked potato or the chopstick chicken salad. I had forgotten my Points book at home and so I was trying to remember how many points everything was. Eventually I gave up and figured a salad must be better than steak and potatoes.

[insert buzzer noise here] WRONG!!!

6 oz steak with baked potato and cooked veggies: 21 points. Jack Astors Chopstick Chicken Salad: 25 points. Both are horrible dinner options. But one is four points more horrible than the other.

Now, I could have just chocked up the experience to falling off the wagon and made a pact to climb back on. But instead, I decided to let the wagon run me over by further indulging in not one, but TWO Cadbury Thins when I got home. AND I skipped out on karate too. I managed to get my Gi on but made it as far as the front door before I said “F&#@* it” and turned around and took a nice, long, hot shower instead.

But wait, THERE’S MORE!

Today I managed to drag my sorry butt (and baby boy’s) to TurboFit class, determined for a fresh start and to stay on track. I hauled ass during my class and hoofed it all the way to Golden Griddle where I was to meet my out-of-town-and-visiting parental units. Now, the logical part of my brain said “Just order an egg white omelet and be done with it“. But the fat-ass part of my brain said “Dude, I’m starved. Just go with the buffet and eat wisely. Actually, scratch that. Dude, just go with the buffet!

Sadly, the fat-ass part of my brain won.

And the day unravelled from there. 3 more Cadbury Thin bars (that’ll teach me to buy them from Costco!) and battered fish-and-chips for dinner rounded out my gluttony-fest. And now I’m sitting here, feeling completely horrified that I’ve let myself go so unhinged when I’ve only been fighting the battle for a few weeks and wishing there was a way I could open my stomach and just empty all the contents and start over. I can’t believe that rather than hold myself accountable and deal with how over-point I’ve been the past four days, I’d rather just say “screw it” and not record the points (or count them for that matter) at all.

This is a low moment for the Buddha belly I’m afraid.

But this Buddha Belly is not KO’d just yet! Ohhhhhh no! Tomorrow is a new day! And while I’m sure I have gained back the three pounds I had initially lost, I know that I can lose them again and get myself back on track — this time with even more determination! More stamina! More willpower! Yeeeeah baby! I can do this!!!

But first I’m going to spend the rest of the evening throwing a pity party for myself and hiding from the scale.

STATS (as of July 31)

BUST: 36   (yee-haw! The puppies are holdin’ on!)

WAIST: 37   (apparently so is my waistline)

HIPS: 39 (argh.)

WEIGHT: 147.6  (whoo hoo!!!)

BODY FAT %: 30.3