Sunday, May 23, 2010

7. weigh 150 pounds, figure out what that is in stones

Working towards this, I have done a couple of things:

1. I stopped eating processed sugar (unless I am tricked by the restaurant and they sprinkle it on my sweet potato fries). I even stay away from "evaporated cane juice" because I've seen the wizard behind the curtain, that's how granulated sugar is processed. No "Sugar in the Raw" because it's bollocks. I've been using honey and agave syrup.


2. I stopped drinking soda, or carbonated beverages in general. No san pelligrino, perrier, etc. Straight water, tea, coffee, and only fresh sqeezed juice.
3. I stopped drinking caffeine (for the most part). Only decaf for this coffee lover. Which no doubt won't help me lose weight in the near future, but I'm hoping that cutting it out will make my metabolism more regular and more natural. We'll see. It was also starting to make me jittery.
4. I had been walking about 10 miles a week around DC when my car was out of commission and when the weather turned nice. Also was going to yoga with some regularity. Haven't been able to keep this up for the past couple of weeks. Hopefully I will be able to make some time on the weekends to do some exercise things.
5. Yesterday, I went and got a colonic with my buddy Jason. It made me want to vomit. Realizing that I have some control issues to contend with... hahaha.


UPDATE: march 2011. I started this year weighing 186 pounds. Over the summer I slimmed down to 155 at my lightest. This winter I gained a lot of it back and weigh 176 pounds which converts to 12.6 stones...those must be big fucking stones.

This year I have acquired a bicycle and very good running shoes, I hope to sign up for the National Triathalon with the sole goal of completing the competition. My buddies Jessie and Bruce have finished triathalons so I'll get help from them!

Friday, May 7, 2010

13. Drive a scooter, come home alive


Last Friday night I was taught how to drive a scooter! After a catering job with a foreign dignitary, I got gussied up, went out in the big bitch heels. Met up with Melvin at 18th Street Lounge, hung out for a minute and then went to an empty parking lot by Catholic University. I drove the scooter all by myself around the parking lot, three times!

Never panic and pull the front brake. apparently, as long as I remember this, I'll be fine in Barbados.