Archive for April, 2009

An Experienced Pet Lover

April 29, 2009

My husband says¬† “If it weren’t for…

  • The chewing
  • The piddling
  • The walking
  • The scooping
  • The barking
  • The snarling
  • The training
  • The feeding
  • The Vet bills
  • The grooming
  • The brushing
  • The shedding
  • The drooling
  • The dog sitting
  • The chasing
  • The fleas
  • …he would get another dog”.

About “Mining Towns in Canada” Site

April 18, 2009
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It’s hard to stay “on topic”. My previous entry was called “Fat Sucks”. How much farther off topic can I possibly get? Just watch me! ūüėČ

I considered writing under a different banner, but I just couldn’t abandon the Mining Towns in Canada site. It would have seemed like I was adding to the toll of old abandoned mines. There are already¬†enough of those.

What I am, what I think, what I write is all the “product” of¬† living in mining towns in Canada.

For those readers (11,000+ so far) who love to read about the towns: Go to May 2007 and read forward. Leave your comments. I love that!

UPDATE: As of February 2010, readers: 16,500

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Fat Sucks

April 15, 2009

I’ve been on a diet since 1958. I’ve been slim and I’ve been fat. Slim wins.

I’ve tried every diet known, they all work, for awhile and then I’m not sure what happens=My body screams “enough is enough”! No matter what anybody says, it comes down to deprivation. We are not a society accustomed to that, so we don’t take to it kindly. No matter how many times I start an exercise plan, I eventually¬†fail. Despite the fact that I feel better and I sleep better. I keep learning that same lesson over and over again. (some lessons i.e: don’t touch the stove. I only needed to learn “the once”.)¬† Why is that? ¬†If anyone knows, please tell me.

To simplify all this, I need to say, my body is just, plain,¬†diet resistant. I can almost hear the fat cells yelling out¬†“here she goes again, shut down, shut down”. “Dive, dive, dive!”

So here I am, this time around. Maybe I’ve found the key, but probably not.

I have been counting both calories and carbohydrates. I allow under¬†1100 calories¬†¬†and 130 or less carbs daily. I eat a little more on the weekends. AND I KEEP A MEAL¬†DIARY!! I don’t eat potatoes, bread, cereal, ¬†rice, pasta or fruit¬†more than once a week. I just can’t afford the carbs. Of course there’s no place for dessert either or I have a sliver of something, but that makes me long for more. I don’t like milk, so that’s not a problem, but I have a yogourt/berry snack a few times a week. I feel healthy. I have ultra strong bones, take a few supplements (I swear on Omega 3-6-9)¬†and have¬†enough fat to survive a famine.

I think I’ve lost about 10 pounds in 2 months, but I stay off the scale, it’s my nemessis. I measure. I’ve lost about 7 inches total.

This diet is quite restrictive, but because I am eating¬†low carb, my appetite, which is controlled by my blood sugar/glucose, is under control. I’m trying not to think about food. When it’s mealtime, I just put something together, making sure that I have lots of vegetables for a stir fry or a salad. I only plan a meal about 2-3 times a week, just enough¬†to take something out of the freezer and to have leftovers. With my luck, my family will lose weight. They don’t need to.

I put the elliptical machine in the living room where I have decided it has to become part of the furniture. Not that snazzy, but it’s¬†my reality,¬† because if it’s out of sight, it’s out of mind.¬†I do about 3 km 5x a week and trying hard to do a session in the afternoon or evening, but the spirit hasn’t moved me…yet. I have been doing a few light weights also. I can’t bring myself to do any floor exercises and probably never will. (It’s too hard getting up and down).

So there!¬†This feels just like confession. Now, I’ll go and do my penance. Maybe, I’ll post again on this subject, and maybe not. Feel free to comment.

ūüėČ littlepatti