I have gone through so many ups and downs when it comes to staying fit, and active, and living a healthy lifestyle. There are many methods that I have tried to see if they would help me on my journey. Some have assisted slightly. Some have been complete flops. There are some methods that promise much and have delivered nothing. Finally, though, there are a few things I have found which have helped me stay on track, and given me motivation to keep going! These are the things I want to share with you.
as silly as it sounds, I give myself stars for doing well each day I accomplish my goals. I pick out a calendar that I like, and purchase star stickers, and just the thought of my week not looking complete keeps me going to the gym on gym days, and eating well throughout the week.
2- Keeping Junk food out of the house:
You cant eat junk food if you don’t have access to it, right? This has become more difficult since I now share a residence with my brother, but keeping only healthy options available has greatly helped in cutting out the bad snacking.
3-Keeping a dream journal
By journaling just a little bit about progress, measurements, and end goals (especially the why portion of the end goals) I am able to stay motivated to keep going, even on the weeks where I don’t see much progress.
4- Measuring weekly
Every once in a while, there is a week where numbers on the scale don’t change. In fact, they may even go up a little. On these weeks it is especially important to measure myself. I always see at least some progress when I check my measurements against those of the week before.
Here is a chart that I use to help me remember all the points to measure weekly:
I like healthy food. I actually enjoy most fruits and veggies, and I prefer whole grain in most situations. Often my problem lies with not taking the time or budgeting the money to actually go get my healthy foods to keep around the house.
I have been struggling so much for a while now. The ups and downs of life have made it very difficult to eat correctly, and discouragement from being out of work and out of money off and on for the last year and a half has just demolished my resolve. I have eaten anything that I could get my hands on, since at times there would not have been enough without it, but I life is looking up now. God is blessing me with better job opportunities, and i will soon be able to focus my attention back to going to the gym.
I have been juicing a bit and have gone back down ten of the pounds I had allowed myself to re-gain, but I really want to get back to the gym, or to running, or biking, or some kind of exercise that will make me feel healthy and awesome: an over-comer again.
thanks to another blogger, I found another push of inspiration. You see, I hate being the fat girl at the gym. To be honest, it is the only place in my life that I actually FEEL fat. I typically only am reminded of my extra when I have to shop for new clothes, or it becomes inconvenient in some way. At the gym though, I am the one who feels out of place, or disgusting. Being fat seems to be easier than it used to be, but I have seen many people shrivel their noses in disgust when a bigger woman walks in to the room, and although I have not personally observed that attitude towards me, I am aware that I am in the same category.
I love myself, but not while I am at the gym. I am constantly reminded of my shortcomings. I love what I am trying to become at the gym. I love seeing myself reach goals and pass them. I love the discipline I feel, but I don’t look at the wall lined with mirrors, and feel that automatic pride. I have to remind myself when I look at that mirror lined wall that I am beautiful, and I am doing something important.
This is harder than I thought it would be to write. I am filled with emotion right now. Here I am, starting again. Thank you so much to the kind blogger at flintland.blogspot.com/ that wrote the following:
“Hey, Out of Shape Girl.
Yes, you. The one feigning to not see me when we cross paths on the running track. The one not even wearing sports gear, breathing heavy. You’re slow, you breathe hard and your efforts at moving forward make you cringe.
You cling shyly to the furthest corridor, sometimes making larger loops on the gravel ring by the track just so you’re not on it. You sweat so much that your hair is all wet. You rarely stay for more than 20 minutes at a time, and you look exhausted when you leave to go back home. You never talk to anyone. I’ve got something I’d like to say to you.
You are awesome.
If you’d look me in the eye only for an instant, you would notice the reverence and respect I have for you. The adventure you have started is tremendous; it leads to a better health, to renewed confidence and to a brand new kind of freedom. The gifts you will receive from running will far exceed the gigantic effort it takes you to show up here, to face your fears and to bravely set yourself in motion, in front of others.
You have already begun your transformation. You no longer accept this physical state of numbness and passivity. You have taken a difficult decision, but one that holds so much promise. Every hard breath you take is actually a tad easier than the one before, and every step is ever so slightly lighter. Each push forward leaves the former person you were in your wake, creating room for an improved version, one that is stronger, healthier and forward-looking, one who knows that anything is possible.
You’re a hero to me. And, if you’d take off the blaring headphones and put your head up for more than a second or two, you would notice that the other runners you cross, the ones that probably make you feel so inadequate, stare in awe at your determination. They, of all people, know best where you are coming from. They heard the resolutions of so many others, who vowed to pick up running and improve their health, “starting next week”. Yet, it is YOU who runs alongside, who digs from deep inside to find the strength to come here, and to come back again.
You are a runner, and no one can take that away from you. You are relentlessly moving forward. You are stronger than even you think, and you are about to be amazed by what you can do. One day, very soon, maybe tomorrow, you’ll step outside and marvel at your capabilities. You will not believe your own body, you will realize that you can do this. And a new horizon will open up for you. You are a true inspiration.
I bow to you.”
Please check out the blog to honor this kind individual. I hope this changes lives. I know it encouraged me.
I love beef hot dogs. When summer rolls around, I find myself craving that big beefy taste of great barbecued hot dogs with mustard and ketchup. I have tried turkey dogs, and they are just not the same. They leave me longing for those beefy wonders. This year, I may have found the solution.
Hebrew National (One of my favorite brands) now makes a 97% fat free kosher beef hot dog! There is only 1 gram of fat per link in these things! I decided to try them, and tell you all if they are good, or too good to be true.
To complete my ‘healthy hot dog,’ I used Nature’s Own 100% Whole Wheat hot dog buns, French’s Classic Yellow Mustard, and Heinz Reduced Sugar Tomato Ketchup (with only 5 calories per TBSP).
In all, each hot dog, completely assembled, has 3 grams fat (0 saturated or trans) , 155 calories, 11 grams protein, 3 sugars, 25 carbs, and 3 grahms of fiber: pretty good for a barbecue meal.
They looked good, but it was time for the test. How did the taste measure up?
To my pleasure, these hot dogs were wonderfully good. They had the same beef taste as the hot dogs I missed. The only drawback to these is that they are not as juicy as the full fat hot dogs of my past. No worries, though. I have gotten as close as I believe I can to the yummy hot dog qualities I like most. It is still not the best meal for you, thanks to sodium and a higher than should be ratio between carbohydrates and proteins, but if you are doing a backyard barbecue, and desire a healthy alternative, this is the way to go!