Hopped on the scale first thing this morning: 160.4
Even in the cold I got a short run in before breakfast Bible study.
Food intake for the day:
coffee w/splenda & skim milk
2 dippy eggs & 2 sausage links
& coffee w/ 2% milk
I popped into the office of my awesome friend and saw the container of gummy worms left over from the reformation festival yesterday. (Guess how many gummy worms are in the container as we learn about the Diet of Worms.) I asked for one, picked out a tasty red and clear one (I had many of them yesterday!) I walked out the of the office...took a bite and then remembered South Beach and spit it out.
Phew...I feel sorry for the gummy bear left behind but happy I remembered not to eat it.
staff appreciation lunch !!!
I passed on the tuna noodle casserole & piles of fresh baked bread and went with the large chef salad, lots of veggies, ham, turkey and just a little of the cheddar cheese (I'm sure it wasn't of the low fat variety.) and a hot tea with lemon.
A snack of some peanuts and cashews and another cup of herbal tea as the trick or treaters came and went.
Dinner was the eggplant lasagna I made over the weekend. Basically it's tomato sauce, fat free ricotta, low fat mozzarella, and mushrooms layered between the eggplant (that serves as the noodles.) and a glass of skim milk.
Happy Halloween!
We'll see how tomorrow goes...
Monday, October 31, 2011
Sunday, October 30, 2011
the last cookie (or three)
Let me start off by saying that I'm learning a bit about myself.
I need a specific goal or target to stick to something. The Hartford 1/2 Marathon got me back into running. Playing trumpet at worship today...helped me at least pick up my trumpet a few times this past week.
So the next 30 days (plus) is back to eating. Well, not eating more, but firstly, getting back on track with healthy eating. So tomorrow I begin the South Beach diet. As I looked at my intake over the summer months, it's not that I don't eat well...it's that I think I could shift my eating away from not healthy carbs, to ones that are better for me.
So, by sticking to a change in diet, logging my eats and workouts, and being held accountable by my boyfriend who is doing it as well, I'm more apt to stick to it.
I feel like tonight is 'fat Tuesday' as I chowed down on good eats for lunch and dinner and several homemade cookies. :) No more sticky baked goods for a while..and the next two weeks will be alcohol free.
Starting tomorrow morning, I'll log my weight weekly.
I'll be keeping a journal of what I eat. In a dream world, I'd like to post that daily, too, but we'll see how the timing works out. I am excited for some good eats this week. I made some tasty chili yesterday...and eggplant lasagna (using eggplant as the noodles for the layers).
I'll keep you 'posted' (no pun intended) on how things go.
Thanks for joining me on the adventure.
Until tomorrow . . .
I need a specific goal or target to stick to something. The Hartford 1/2 Marathon got me back into running. Playing trumpet at worship today...helped me at least pick up my trumpet a few times this past week.
So the next 30 days (plus) is back to eating. Well, not eating more, but firstly, getting back on track with healthy eating. So tomorrow I begin the South Beach diet. As I looked at my intake over the summer months, it's not that I don't eat well...it's that I think I could shift my eating away from not healthy carbs, to ones that are better for me.
So, by sticking to a change in diet, logging my eats and workouts, and being held accountable by my boyfriend who is doing it as well, I'm more apt to stick to it.
I feel like tonight is 'fat Tuesday' as I chowed down on good eats for lunch and dinner and several homemade cookies. :) No more sticky baked goods for a while..and the next two weeks will be alcohol free.
Starting tomorrow morning, I'll log my weight weekly.
I'll be keeping a journal of what I eat. In a dream world, I'd like to post that daily, too, but we'll see how the timing works out. I am excited for some good eats this week. I made some tasty chili yesterday...and eggplant lasagna (using eggplant as the noodles for the layers).
I'll keep you 'posted' (no pun intended) on how things go.
Thanks for joining me on the adventure.
Until tomorrow . . .
Thursday, October 6, 2011
something to sing about...and more.
So yesterday I had begun the thought process of sermonating...but was not coming to any conclusions.
The thought/quote in my head was, "God's joy wins." It's something we talked about in pericope yesterday, and it is either C. S. Lewis, or a paraphrase of his. Because looking at the text for this week that ends with the wedding guest being bound and sent out where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth...and many are called but few are chosen. I was struggling to find the joy and the good news in this passage.
As I was making dinner last night "Something to sing about" played on the iPod. Nothing like a bit of Buffy the Vampire Slayer to give some food for thought for the sermon. It didn't make the sermon this week, but it helped me think more and more about how we share the good news of the gospel message. What gives you joy?
How does God's joy shine in your life...in your words...in your actions....every day?
I was thankful to do a few hospital visits this week. I visited a fellow who celebrated his birthday yesterday, and being on a liquid diet, couldn't even have the hospital birthday cupcake :( In addition to that, he had planned on going to a local Smorgasbord where you get to eat for free on your birthday. Well, it became quite the topic of conversation when the aides and nurses came in to take an x-ray. They were a happy staff, clearly finding joy in their job, chatting with not only the patient, but his wife and myself as well. As I left I thanked the staff for showing their love for their vocation.
Today at my visit the patient's wife told me that one of the nurses called the Smorgasbord place to see if the patient could get a Dr.'s note that would allow him a free meal after he has been discharged from the hospital. The restaurant said no....they used to, but they were taken advantage of...but here's the thing. The nurse took the time to contact the restaurant on behalf of her patient. How cool is that?
That's something to sing about. She went above and beyond her call of duty to provide extra care for her patient. She has been called to this vocation, clearly.
Today, as I went to and from the hospital...I started by listening to Annie Gallup. I am always intrigued by her music/poetry....the way a lyric is a story turned into song...or it's a story that is recited, that stands as spoken word along with an accompaniment. I listened intently to her intonation, her repetition, her style of delivery. I'm trying to write more at least in a journal to put my words to paper more than just on the Sundays that I preach. I'm hoping that practice will also help my newsletter articles and other writings.
After Annie Gallup, Shawn Colvin made the playlist. I couldn't help but be comforted by the lyrics to Steady On....as things at work are a bit challenging...and the future is uncertain (as it usually is). But I belted out Diamond in the Rough. Fond memories of singing at camp...
Until the next tune . . .
The thought/quote in my head was, "God's joy wins." It's something we talked about in pericope yesterday, and it is either C. S. Lewis, or a paraphrase of his. Because looking at the text for this week that ends with the wedding guest being bound and sent out where there is weeping and gnashing of teeth...and many are called but few are chosen. I was struggling to find the joy and the good news in this passage.
As I was making dinner last night "Something to sing about" played on the iPod. Nothing like a bit of Buffy the Vampire Slayer to give some food for thought for the sermon. It didn't make the sermon this week, but it helped me think more and more about how we share the good news of the gospel message. What gives you joy?
How does God's joy shine in your life...in your words...in your actions....every day?
I was thankful to do a few hospital visits this week. I visited a fellow who celebrated his birthday yesterday, and being on a liquid diet, couldn't even have the hospital birthday cupcake :( In addition to that, he had planned on going to a local Smorgasbord where you get to eat for free on your birthday. Well, it became quite the topic of conversation when the aides and nurses came in to take an x-ray. They were a happy staff, clearly finding joy in their job, chatting with not only the patient, but his wife and myself as well. As I left I thanked the staff for showing their love for their vocation.
Today at my visit the patient's wife told me that one of the nurses called the Smorgasbord place to see if the patient could get a Dr.'s note that would allow him a free meal after he has been discharged from the hospital. The restaurant said no....they used to, but they were taken advantage of...but here's the thing. The nurse took the time to contact the restaurant on behalf of her patient. How cool is that?
That's something to sing about. She went above and beyond her call of duty to provide extra care for her patient. She has been called to this vocation, clearly.
Today, as I went to and from the hospital...I started by listening to Annie Gallup. I am always intrigued by her music/poetry....the way a lyric is a story turned into song...or it's a story that is recited, that stands as spoken word along with an accompaniment. I listened intently to her intonation, her repetition, her style of delivery. I'm trying to write more at least in a journal to put my words to paper more than just on the Sundays that I preach. I'm hoping that practice will also help my newsletter articles and other writings.
After Annie Gallup, Shawn Colvin made the playlist. I couldn't help but be comforted by the lyrics to Steady On....as things at work are a bit challenging...and the future is uncertain (as it usually is). But I belted out Diamond in the Rough. Fond memories of singing at camp...
Until the next tune . . .
Tuesday, October 4, 2011
shuffle.
Tonight I finished unpacking...to the soothing sounds of shuffling tunes on my iPod.
I sang along with Nanci Griffith, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Dierks Bentley. It was a good evening of singing. My favorite is still harmonizing when the Indigo Girls randomly pop up.
In other news, I love my kitchen.
It was great to reheat dinner from last night, sit at the island and enjoy the sounds of George Winston.
Sometimes listening to the music and letting it surround you is soothing in itself.
Until the next tune . . .
I sang along with Nanci Griffith, The Mighty Mighty Bosstones, Dierks Bentley. It was a good evening of singing. My favorite is still harmonizing when the Indigo Girls randomly pop up.
In other news, I love my kitchen.
It was great to reheat dinner from last night, sit at the island and enjoy the sounds of George Winston.
Sometimes listening to the music and letting it surround you is soothing in itself.
Until the next tune . . .
Monday, October 3, 2011
welcome to october
Well, to be honest, 30 days of biking faded mid month. I'm sure I could come up with a million reasons why I didn't stick to it this past month, but that's not the point. I'm okay that it wasn't a full 30 days of biking. I realized that I needed to focus more on my 1/2 marathon training....and that's okay.
3 days into October and I can say that 30 days of Music will be very interesting.
I have to admit that it was highly suggested that I make it 30 days of trumpet...but on October 1st, I was at home and my trumpet was at church. I said, we'll I sang in worship today, my boyfriend said that was work and it didn't count. So I buzzed for a little while....just to get my lips in shape for trumpeting the next day.
You can imagine my dismay, at the end of an epic-ly long Sunday when I realized that yes, my trumpet was still in my office at church. So I buzzed some more.....and said repeatedly, 'must remember trumpet tomorrow, must remember trumpet tomorrow.'
I got home from the office mid afternoon to talk with a parishioner about window treatments for the house...and you guessed it....the trumpet was still at church when I got home. Can I change this to 30 days of untrumpet? I figured I would bring it home after my meetings tonight, but after the last meeting ended close to 9pm, that was the farthest thing from my mind.
As I debated buzzing when I got home, and looking forward to a little more nesting in my kitchen, I turned on the iPod, clicked on Indigo Girls, and began to harmonize with Emily and Amy. From Closer to Fine to History of Us....I was belting out verses and choruses like I was the only person in the world.
Let me just tell you...I love to sing. I wasn't singing for work. I wasn't singing in a performance. I was just singing and singing to my hearts content. The words of some of these songs have carried me through joyful times as well as ones when I felt like I had hit rock bottom. Tonight, was a joyful one. A feeling of getting settled, a feeling of freedom to just be me...a feeling that maybe my cat doesn't like it when I sing at the top of my lungs....but she'll get used to it.
While the first two days were buzzing about....day three was all about belting it out.
I wonder how the voice will react tomorrow....but who cares?
I look forward to another time surrounded by and or creating music, just for the pure pleasure of it.
Until the next tune . . .
3 days into October and I can say that 30 days of Music will be very interesting.
I have to admit that it was highly suggested that I make it 30 days of trumpet...but on October 1st, I was at home and my trumpet was at church. I said, we'll I sang in worship today, my boyfriend said that was work and it didn't count. So I buzzed for a little while....just to get my lips in shape for trumpeting the next day.
You can imagine my dismay, at the end of an epic-ly long Sunday when I realized that yes, my trumpet was still in my office at church. So I buzzed some more.....and said repeatedly, 'must remember trumpet tomorrow, must remember trumpet tomorrow.'
I got home from the office mid afternoon to talk with a parishioner about window treatments for the house...and you guessed it....the trumpet was still at church when I got home. Can I change this to 30 days of untrumpet? I figured I would bring it home after my meetings tonight, but after the last meeting ended close to 9pm, that was the farthest thing from my mind.
As I debated buzzing when I got home, and looking forward to a little more nesting in my kitchen, I turned on the iPod, clicked on Indigo Girls, and began to harmonize with Emily and Amy. From Closer to Fine to History of Us....I was belting out verses and choruses like I was the only person in the world.
Let me just tell you...I love to sing. I wasn't singing for work. I wasn't singing in a performance. I was just singing and singing to my hearts content. The words of some of these songs have carried me through joyful times as well as ones when I felt like I had hit rock bottom. Tonight, was a joyful one. A feeling of getting settled, a feeling of freedom to just be me...a feeling that maybe my cat doesn't like it when I sing at the top of my lungs....but she'll get used to it.
While the first two days were buzzing about....day three was all about belting it out.
I wonder how the voice will react tomorrow....but who cares?
I look forward to another time surrounded by and or creating music, just for the pure pleasure of it.
Until the next tune . . .
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