Not giving up (but still thinking this sucks)

For the record, I'm not giving up on this thing even though I am not seeing results as fast as I should be (ok, as fast as I WANT to). I made a commitment to stick with it for a month, and I'm going to. However, once it is over, I am so switching to Weight Watchers, which is much less restrictive and doesn't seem to be any less effective. Hopefully the end result of this, even if I don't lose a ton of weight, will be that it overhauls my eating so that I make better choices, snack less, and incorporate healthier options into any diet. I think that is the best I can ask for, and a worthy outcome. Though I would prefer to lose 10lbs, as well.

Today for lunch I had Qdoba tortilla soup and a chicken taco. That was on the list of take-out options I am allowed. Apparently it is 400 calories. I am set for dinner for awhile -- I went out to Brooklyn over the weekend and my grandmother helped me cook a large quantity of two healthy meal options (turkey meatballs and some spicy chicken) and then package them into individual portions. I have enough of that to last 2 weeks, easily. Good thing I don't get bored. Also, this was after my grandmother did my laundry. And took me for a manicure and pedicure. Thanks, Grandma!

[Side note: I realize that I always say "going OUT to Brooklyn" instead of "going to Brooklyn" when I talk about visiting my family. This is because the part of Brooklyn they live in is very far away, so it would be like saying "going out to Long Island." In my mind there are two Brooklyns -- the far away one, that my family lives in, and the one that is close to Manhattan and full of dirty, utterly reprehensible people. I try to avoid the latter, as I already am exposed to too many of its denizens during my work day. I get it, you have ironic facial hair because you are trying to make a statement, and that statement is, "I am ironic." Statement made, SHAVE YOUR FACE. Also, put on some different pants, I don't need to see the outline of your junk, though congrats on having it (I assume you want congratulations, or is there some other reason you are displaying it?). Hmmm . . . I am just noticing that most of my anger towards hipsters seems to be directed at the male of the species. Does that mean I am more accepting (less rejecting) of hipster females? Certainly not if they have face tattoos. But in general . . . I will have to think about that. And I will save the face tattoo rant for another day. I feel a little bad about that, because it's a GOOD one. But that is not the point of this blog.]

If I get out of work at a decent time today (by 6:00), I am going to the Beach Body class at the Crunch on 59th St. It's an hour long, which makes me nervous, since the last few gym classes I have tried to go to have resulted in me getting frustrated, quitting, and crying (not necessarily in that order) within 5 minutes. But it's required that I attend it once a week. (Of course, it would be easier to fulfill that requirement if it wasn't so freaking difficult for me to get to any of the class times/locations. Not that that's Crunch's or the magazine's fault. But really, who are these people who can make it to a class at 6:00? Or during lunch? And why isn't my job more like theirs?)

I've been avoiding alcohol entirely since this whole thing started -- just seemed the easiest route. I have turned down offers to go out for drinks, because why add calories I don't need when I am having a hard enough time? But this weekend I am going to a wedding, and I'm nervous about how that's going to go. I don't need to get wasted, but I would like to drink a little, and the rehearsal dinner involves karaoke, which possibly requires more than just drinking a little. So I'm looking into lower-calorie drink options. For example, if I don't eat anything all day, I can have 22 tequila shots. Okay, just kidding. I'm thinking white wine spritzers or vodka and soda with a splash of cranberry. I don't drink beer or any dark liquors, which is good, but avoiding delicious fruity cocktails could prove a challenge.