Good Morning!
Yes, I have been absent from bloggerland all summer. I'm checking in today to tell you how incredible it feels to go through my closet and set asside all the clothes that are four sizes too large to wear for the donation pile.
Since I began my Greed-Free lifestyle nearly two years ago, I have had a pair of jeans hanging over the back of my bedroom door. They are wranglers, size 13. I haven't worn them since my 4-H days circa 1997 (ish). For the first year of the experiment, I would periodically try on the jeans, and frown in failure every time. Last February, I gave up and threw them into a pile in the corner of my room. Three weeks ago, I happened to be cleaning the house and came accross this particular pile of clothes, and decided I would pitch them. Of course, I had to try one more time . . . . . miracle of miracles. Not only can I get them all the way on, but they are actually too big. The jeans sag in all the wrong places. They wouldn't look good under any circumstances. How cool is that?
I'll be back soon:)
JamiK
Showing posts with label Experiments. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Experiments. Show all posts
Saturday, October 22, 2011
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
Mulligan Day(s) and an Uncontrolled (aka 'out of control') Experiment
Whoever put money on April being the month I would 'cave' wins.
I am hereby declaring April 19th 'Emergency Sugar Intake Day' (for myself). Sunday night, my head got all stopped up, and I started getting super congested. After tossing and turning and coughing in bed for two hours, I realized that my normally hectic Monday was going to be unbearable if I didn't get some sleep. I then knowingly consumed sugar in the form of night-time cold/cough medicine. I did sleep, however, Monday was still insane. I got all of my invoicing tasks completed by 2pm . . . had too much left to do to go home and make something for lunch, and my stomach was eating my backbone. . . . . so I picked up a sandwich at the convenience store (sugar in the mayo and the bread). That makes twice in the course of a day that I knowingly ingested sugar.
After work, I hopped on a flight to the Southwestern United States. Thanks to my Chiropractor, the congestion is gone, and I can breath. Today, however . . . . . . I was still super tired after only five hours of sleep and seven hours with my clients, that I didn't have the energy to venture out and find acceptable dinner fare. I sat myself down at the hotel restaurant, and perused the menu. Thought about being a good girl and ordering a salad . . using my own dressing, and calling it a day. . . . but then thought 'I had sugar yesterday and I felt OK . . . . I wonder. . . . . '. So I ordered a chicken and pasta dish with a tomato based sauce. I didn't ask the sugar content. I ate about half the meal, including one piece of garlic bread. Right now, I am certain that I would feel better if I could throw up. I am so bloated that I am pretty sure I am not going to get any work done from the hotel tonight.
Sugar consumption - Fail.
Well, now I know better. Not that I didn't 'theoretically' know better before now. . . . . . but the way my stomach feels tonight, I am unlikely to repeat this behavior.
Here's to hoping you are wiser than me,
JamiK
I am hereby declaring April 19th 'Emergency Sugar Intake Day' (for myself). Sunday night, my head got all stopped up, and I started getting super congested. After tossing and turning and coughing in bed for two hours, I realized that my normally hectic Monday was going to be unbearable if I didn't get some sleep. I then knowingly consumed sugar in the form of night-time cold/cough medicine. I did sleep, however, Monday was still insane. I got all of my invoicing tasks completed by 2pm . . . had too much left to do to go home and make something for lunch, and my stomach was eating my backbone. . . . . so I picked up a sandwich at the convenience store (sugar in the mayo and the bread). That makes twice in the course of a day that I knowingly ingested sugar.
After work, I hopped on a flight to the Southwestern United States. Thanks to my Chiropractor, the congestion is gone, and I can breath. Today, however . . . . . . I was still super tired after only five hours of sleep and seven hours with my clients, that I didn't have the energy to venture out and find acceptable dinner fare. I sat myself down at the hotel restaurant, and perused the menu. Thought about being a good girl and ordering a salad . . using my own dressing, and calling it a day. . . . but then thought 'I had sugar yesterday and I felt OK . . . . I wonder. . . . . '. So I ordered a chicken and pasta dish with a tomato based sauce. I didn't ask the sugar content. I ate about half the meal, including one piece of garlic bread. Right now, I am certain that I would feel better if I could throw up. I am so bloated that I am pretty sure I am not going to get any work done from the hotel tonight.
Sugar consumption - Fail.
Well, now I know better. Not that I didn't 'theoretically' know better before now. . . . . . but the way my stomach feels tonight, I am unlikely to repeat this behavior.
Here's to hoping you are wiser than me,
JamiK
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