<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:31:28.072-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GonnaFlyNow!</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115515150124044362</id><published>2006-08-09T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T12:25:01.306-07:00</updated><title type='text'>UGH! I am so behind.</title><content type='html'>I didn't mean to start something that I would end up feeling BEHIND on, and/or worrying that I'm not doing a good job with. Phooey!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been insanely busy with my family and my eating (takes longer to eat well, I'm sure you all have noticed!) (more expensive, too) and my exercising. I have at least one "draft" entry that I don't know how to get back to, so I will just worry about THIS entry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have had one sugar breach - last Friday. It was so goofy on my part, and I'm pleased to say it was minor and didn't spawn a huge gorgefest. I was spending the day with a friend of mine, and all our kids, and hadn't yet told her that I'm doing any of this. I brought a lot of my own food for snacking, but by evening time, once the husbands joined us, we were all hungry and decided to get Indian food. After that, they brought out this yummy ice cream that we have all shared in the past, and I just felt odd about refusing, like it would lead to a whole big long explanation of everything I'm doing, which I didn't want to get into. So I had a tiny little bowlful of it (my daughter even commented on how "pathetic" my portion was) and tried to be inconspicuous. I was so focused on just "appearing" normal that I actually had to remind myself at one point - hey! I'm eating ice cream! I usually love this stuff, so I ought to pay attention! The whole experience was weird - I didn't really enjoy it because I was so distracted by the mental part of it, but also it didn't taste all that good to me anymore. It's this brand called "Slow Churned" which is a lightened-up version of premium ice cream, and they have all sorts of great flavors. This was some sort of chocolate mess, I can't even remember what it had added to it. I usually LOVE any flavor of the stuff, but I was unimpressed. Maybe I've just gotten a lot more discerning, or maybe I was picking up on the overly sweetness of it (which always seems to happen when they take the fat content down). But the chocolate flavor was not "true," and all I could really register was SWEET. I just didn't much care for it. In the future, if/when I choose to eat sugar, it MUST be worth it! Maybe I'll go back to premium ice cream, but only have it a few times year. I don't know. Anyway - later that night, I briefly entertained the idea of hunting down stuff I really DO like, but it just sounded tiring and I knew I wanted to stick with what I've been doing. So I didn't. Woke up Saturday morning, went right back to my no-sugar ways. It's AMAZING how much simpler this all is when my thinking isn't compromised by addiction. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As far as my nutrition/exercise program, I am chugging along with that. I found out, based on some overall baseline health measurements they took when I started, that I have a really high aerobic capacity (it's based on this thing called your VO2, which has to do with how efficiently your heart can pump oxygen to your muscles when you're exercising). They said, "You have the VO2 of an athlete. You should be running marathons." No pressure, right?????!!!!! It was pretty cool to hear that my heart is so healthy, but it translates to mean that I have to work out a LOT harder than I thought in order to actually get the results I want. I guess that explains how I was able to go to the gym 5 days a week from January through April and not lose an ounce!! In other words, I have been both fit and fat for quite a while now. My current goals, in addition to cleaning up my eating and staying off caffeine and sugar, are to tone up and lose weight. Although I am following what feels like a somewhat rigid program, the weight loss is excruciatingly slow. At last check, I had lost just over a pound in 2 weeks. I'll step on the scale tonight and see what it says. I really need to see some results in order to stay motivated. One of the leaders told me my metabolism is "dead" and that I have to wake it up! Apparently the main way you do that is by eating frequently (I'm supposed to be eating every three hours, but I don't always hit it) and building muscle (lifting weights, which I'm doing). So I've been doing the best I can with all of this, but am feeling a little frustrated and a little confined by the intense structure of the eating. I'm liking the working out, though, even though I have to push it so much harder than I used to. (I'm a pretty stubborn person and tend to like a challenge.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another subject, I have realized that there is some caffeine sneaking back in to my diet on a ever-more-regular basis. Whereas a few weeks ago I was getting a one-quarter caffeinated latte every few weeks, now I'm doing it several times a week, and sometimes getting gas station coffee - which I mix 3/4 decaf to 1/4 caf. Also drinking some diet soda here and there, which is awful, nasty stuff that I WISH my husband would stop drinking!!! (If it wasn't in the house, I wouldn't touch the stuff more than once or twice a year.) One thing I'm noticing is that I am TIRED. I think the working out is taking a toll, and I think my energy isn't great on some days because I'm a little hungry. I'm eating well - lots of protein and veggies, some fruit and whole grains - but just not always a lot. I'm trying to increase how much I sleep, which for me means going from 6 hours to 8. I think I could sleep 10 some nights, but I don't seem to be able to make the time for that. Anyway, I think I'm turning to caffeine because I'm trying to raise my energy level. I really want to back off it, though. It was hard to get off it, and I don't want to have to go through that again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheesh, this was long and I haven't read anybody else's blog yet. My oldest daughter is with my almost 6-year-old at the pool, my younger daughter is at camp for another hour or so, and my 2.5 year old is asleep on the couch! I'm working on this quilt for my son's birthday and am so excited about how it's turning out! I will definitely post a picture of it when I get it finished. Anyway - this is my window to do that without the birthday boy around, so I'm going to get to it. I'll have to read blogs/comment later. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to whoever is out there and still interested enough to read this, even though I've been such an infrequent visitor lately! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:-) Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115515150124044362?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115515150124044362/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115515150124044362' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115515150124044362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115515150124044362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/ugh-i-am-so-behind.html' title='UGH! I am so behind.'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115446648474401934</id><published>2006-08-01T14:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:08:04.746-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Day 18</title><content type='html'>I counted, just so I'd know where I am. Day 18!! YEAH!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115446648474401934?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115446648474401934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115446648474401934' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115446648474401934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115446648474401934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-day-18.html' title='It&apos;s Day 18'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115446624465496857</id><published>2006-08-01T13:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-01T14:04:04.790-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S AUGUST!</title><content type='html'>Hello all you sugar-freebies out there,&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I've let a full week go by. I don't even remember what sugar-free day this is for me, I'll have to count. I'm still going strong and feeling well, though a little frustrated that the weight isn't just falling right off me. My clothes are fitting looser, and I'm able to wear some shorts I wore last summer that have just been obscenely tight until now. So I'll try to focus on that. Meanwhile, I am picturing a future where I am a slender, lean person. That probably means about 20 pounds lighter than I am now. I'll be so happy when that day comes. It's truly how I feel on the inside - I have to believe I can get to the point where my outside will reflect that. &lt;br /&gt;SUGAR. Whew. I guess I didn't realize (or didn't want to believe) that this was going to be an ongoing battle, in spite of the fact that both the real cravings and the habit itself are mostly gone. I think this must be similar to alcoholics who are in recovery... they aren't supposed to ever use the term "recovered alcoholic" because the recovery is always ongoing, one day at a time. So I guess i'm a recovering sugar addict. It's still something I turn to in my mind, especially when I'm stressed. But I don't actually indulge it anymore, so that's a huge difference. &lt;br /&gt;My 10-week program is going well. This Wednesday will mark the end of week 2, and I will find out if I've lost a couple of pounds. Don't want to be too focused on that, but also I have to know!!! I'm really thrilled that the physical activity is going so well and my hip and shoulder aren't preventing me from going full out. I am going to a really hard step class tonight and looking forward to it. I'm still going strong on that comment about being an athlete and have actually started to think of myself that way. It's interesting, how that affects what I put in my body... considering myself an athlete makes me want to take the best care of myself and nourish myself with the best possible food. OK, yeah, I still want the sugar. But it's quicker for me to see the reason not to put it in there if I think of myself as an athlete, rather than just a frazzled mom along with the rest of the world! Hey, whatever works, ya know? Hugs and best wishes to all - &lt;br /&gt;- :-) Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115446624465496857?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115446624465496857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115446624465496857' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115446624465496857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115446624465496857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/08/its-august.html' title='IT&apos;S AUGUST!'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115380379805349233</id><published>2006-07-24T22:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T22:03:18.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday night cobbler</title><content type='html'>I had a good experience tonight. After a great dinner (marinated and broiled veggies, tofu and chicken), I made a blackberry cobbler with berries my daughter picked. Of course the recipe had sugar in it, and flour as well. I buy organic on both from a food co-op, which I feel better about than just using Pillsbury or something. Anyway - I didn't go nuts about it all. Had a bowl of cobbler with plain yogurt on it, which isn't really on my food plan but doesn't break my sugar rule. After a week+ with nearly no sugar, it was just delicious. I think in the past, it wouldn't have been sweet enough for me, but it was really good, and I feel fine about it and like it was OK to enjoy it and I didn't need to go into sugar hyperdrive. Makes me think that maybe i'll figure it out some day, how to have the occasional sweet when it's really worth it, and leave it alone the rest of the time. I'll be curious to see if tomorrow is any harder or more craving-filled...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115380379805349233?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115380379805349233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115380379805349233' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115380379805349233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115380379805349233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/monday-night-cobbler.html' title='Monday night cobbler'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115371583340309531</id><published>2006-07-23T21:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-23T21:37:13.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 9? Really?</title><content type='html'>I'm feeling a little sore today from working out. I kind of like that feeling, actually. My hip and shoulder are not bothering me anywhere near as much as I thought they might. Both still hurting, but not bad at all. In fact, not really any worse than they were during several months of inactivity. So that's good!&lt;br /&gt;Anyone want to share ideas for sugar-free indulgences? This NEVER would've worked for me a few months ago, but my night-time treat right now is to put a bunch of frozen strawberries (we always have them in the freezer for smoothies) into a glass, then pour vanilla soy milk over them. I drink it with a straw, but I spend most of the time jamming the straw into the berries, trying to turn them slushy so I can drink them. It is kind of fun, and it takes a while to get through the whole glass, since the strawberries are frozen pretty hard. &lt;br /&gt;Any others?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115371583340309531?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115371583340309531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115371583340309531' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115371583340309531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115371583340309531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-9-really.html' title='Day 9? Really?'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115362710338532955</id><published>2006-07-22T20:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-22T21:00:06.806-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Can it really be Day 8??</title><content type='html'>Hello, I'm still out here, just been slammed. Things are going OK, but this afternoon/evening, I had MAJOR cravings. I took my second daughter and two of her friends to the movies, and I almost always eat crap food there. Well, sugar was out, and with the nutrition program I'm doing, popcorn was not an option either. Plus we had just eaten dinner right before we got there, so no food was actually needed. (not that I've ever let that stop me in the past) Anyway, about halfway through the movie I decided to go and get a Diet Coke, which is still crap food, really, but not as bad as it could have been. I'm off caffeine solidly enough to manage an occasional soda (or a 1/4 caffeinated latte which the good people at Starbucks make for me without flinching) once in a while. The Diet Coke helped - it felt like a treat, actually, and then I was able to watch the rest of the movie without feeling like I was missing something. &lt;br /&gt;After the movie, I took the girls to Baskin-Robbins for ice cream. I went in knowing there was nothing there for me, and found it surprisingly easy to just be matter of fact about not having anything myself. I just ate a huge red apple, cold out of the fridge, and it was really good. &lt;br /&gt;The exercise part of my program is going well. On Thursday night, at the end of our first workout session, we were stretching out and one of the leaders was next to me. The main guy who runs it is a former professional football player, and all of his assistants are these really buff young girls except for this one guy, Jimmy, who is an older man and looks to be in excellent shape. So Jimmy had been hanging around chatting with me while I was on the cross-trainer, and later had helped me adjust one of the weight machines and noticed out loud that I have really strong legs. During the cool-down he said sort of quietly, "We're gonna get you in shape!" and I said "Well, I hope so." And he looked me right in the eyes and said, "There is no reason for you not to be an athlete. You ARE an athlete." It was such a great compliment because I knew he'd been watching me work out, in my clingy (didn't used to be) black shorts with my butt bouncing along behind me!!!! I just was so flattered that he said that. And it wasn't in any way a flirting comment or a sexual innuendo or anything - this whole program is about getting in shape, and these people really know their stuff. And I think with as heavy and sluggish as I've been feeling this summer, it was just a wonderful antidote to be told that! So yay. &lt;br /&gt;In general, I've been feeling so grateful that I've spent significant portions of my life being an exerciser! Even though I've been inactive for a few months, there is evidently some level of conditioning still with me, because the two sessions so far have been invigorating and exciting for me. Some of the people doing this program are hugely overweight, and don't look as though they've ever done regular activity. I'm glad that I can handle it without gasping for air or feeling like I'm going to die. &lt;br /&gt;Ironically, No Shug, the day you were having such a low point, I ended up having one as well. It hit me full force in the afternoon, and I'm not sure how much of it was food-related, but I got completely overwhelmed with life. I was supposed to do this volunteer thing for my kids' swim team, and I had done the first half, but not the second half of the job, which was basically tallying a bunch of papers. My younger boy was asleep, but the older was being a total hellion all afternoon, and the girls had a friend over and kept needing my help for one million various and sundry things, so even though I kept trying to get to the papers, I never did. I thought I had til 5, and that I could sit up at the pool and finish up, while the girls did their 4:00 practice. But it turned out that they were needed by 4, and the woman who was collecting them for me was waiting at the pool. She was very stressed, and she really flipped out that they weren't done, and I ended up having a total breakdown in my car. Like, sobbing my guts out, and being pissy in front of the girls' friend, and being unable to take the boys into the pool to swim even though they'd been looking forward to it all afternoon. It was not pretty. I kept telling myself, "OK, this is a summer swim program for pete's sake!!!!!! Nobody is dead because I didn't get these papers tallied in time." But it still took a while for me to calm down. I WAS hungry, too. Plus have my period. Plus it's SO HOT and I have poison ivy all over my side and my stomach and arms. (What a miserable stinking weed THAT is.) So maybe it was just everything all together that snuck up and took me down so hard. In any case, I'm glad it's over. &lt;br /&gt;I want to comment on other stuff, but I'm falling asleep sitting here, so I'm going to bed. Thanks for listening! I'll write more ASAP. &lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115362710338532955?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115362710338532955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115362710338532955' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115362710338532955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115362710338532955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/can-it-really-be-day-8.html' title='Can it really be Day 8??'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115336667128947104</id><published>2006-07-19T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-19T20:59:59.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Feeling Good on Day 5</title><content type='html'>I am starting to feel better. Got my boys out of bed early(ish) and took a walk to the river to eat a brown-bag breakfast. Had an appointment with a life coach I've starting seeing once a month - this was meeting #2, and it was good. I just love her. Then took the boys to the pool where my older son took a swim lesson, and miraculously (to me) LEARNED TO SWIM!!!!! He has been close, but very resistant to following any pointers from me. I got him a lesson with one of the swim team coaches, and voila! He swims. I was so proud I could've split right open. (eww)&lt;br /&gt;Also, my nutrition/fitness program started tonight and will continue for 10 weeks. Wednesday nights are lecture, then Tuesday, Thursday and Saturday are exercise sessions. It's a huge time commitment for someone with four kids, and I nearly choked at the cost when I first looked into it. But the more I thought about it, the more I realized how much it was really worth it. Plus - the cost of all that crap I was eating is no longer an issue, so that will help absorb the cost of my program. I'm including a link to it just in case you're curious: http://ezhealthinstitute.com/home.htm&lt;br /&gt;I was totally blown away by the lecture tonight. Ray began by talking about what is happening in American society right now: He drew a car on a road, with a gas tank reading "full." Then he drew a gas station a few inches away. He said that what we are doing is essentially going around with a full tank of gas all the time, yet stopping for more gas every hour and a half!!! He said that "cravings" are driving the car. He and his wife, Madge, are co-leaders of the program. The goal is to put together the nutrition piece of things and the exercise piece of things to achieve optimal health. They talked SO MUCH about cravings, and about how our standard diet has become so abnormal that our bodies - in spite of how many systems we have in place for maintaining health - are responding in an abnormal way: gaining weight, feeling sluggish, getting ill, and yet craving the very foods that keep us that way. There was a lot of scientific stuff about how blood sugar is regulated by the body, and why that is so important, and about how different foods help or hinder that process. &lt;br /&gt;One thing I found especially interesting is the idea that grains, even though they are nutritious (in their unrefined, whole form) are a relatively new item in our diet, coming along only in the past 2,000 years or so. I guess I knew that, but I just never brought it into focus. They are not telling us to give up grains or anything like that at all, but just pointing out that we were very well-nourished and our health flourished before we ever added grains to our diet. Also that grains - especially in the form in which they're commonly found nowadays - deliver a pretty big hit of glucose to the body, and don't have the fiber of fruits and veggies to help slow down the impact. &lt;br /&gt;Also, they told us about a Dr. Ludwig, working out of Harvard, who is really into this issue. (Look him up, he's done some neat studies!) In one study, he tested the blood sugar levels of a group of teenage boys (all 30+ pounds overweight) for 24 hours. On their regular diets, their blood sugar levels swung way high and then way low throughout the day. Then, he made two groups, who consumed the exact same number of calories, but one group's diet was sugar-controlled, while the other kept on eating their regular fare. In ONE DAY, the sugar-controlled group had stabilized their blood sugar levels to normal. The other group kept on with their swings. But this is the kicker - he then told them the experiment was over, and he thanked them for their help. He gave them vouchers for the cafeteria and invited them to get something to eat on their way out. But (of course!) he was still watching them. The group whose blood-sugar had normalized consumed an average of 800 calories. Yes, too much in one sitting, but get this - the other group, whose blood sugar levels were still surging and plunging, consumed an average of 2,100 calories!!! That's the kind of havoc that out-of-whack blood sugar levels can wreak. I just thought that was amazing and frightening and inspiring. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway - this is all such a perfect fit for me right now, and I am SO GLAD I've already begun the sugar detoxing process. This first week of this program is pretty intense - you have to weigh your food and write down everything you eat, and that is such a pain in the butt. But I'm going to do it because I want this to work. I can't imagine trying to pay attention to all that minutae in the first couple groggy days of getting off sugar. Anyway, my house is trashed and I need to straighten up before I go upstairs and become unconscious. Hooray for the no sugar life!&lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115336667128947104?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115336667128947104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115336667128947104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115336667128947104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115336667128947104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/feeling-good-on-day-5.html' title='Feeling Good on Day 5'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115327469050120108</id><published>2006-07-18T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:04:50.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>copping a 'tude of extreme gratitude (dude)</title><content type='html'>I just want to say THANK YOU to Denny and noshug (my new nickname for No Sugar Mama, do you mind?). It is INCREDIBLY helpful to know that this day is "officially" one of the hard ones. Kind of like when my midwife told me to expect the 5th day postpartum to be the worst. It was true, too, but I knew not to take it too seriously and to just keep on slogging through, even though I was bawling every chance I got. Anyway -maybe this day of the sugar journey is like the postpartum thing, and it means I'm transitioning out of one thing and into another. Transitioning into a period of health in which my body will have to learn how to make its own energy instead of getting constant pick-me-ups which end up exacting a huge toll. &lt;br /&gt;And you're right about scales, too. I KNOW they're stupid, but I'm a little afraid to put it away completely. I did that at some point in my life, for an extended period of time, and I think that's when I bumped up from the high 120s to the high 130s. Still, I know it's really REALLY foolish and unwarranted to base my entire state of mental health on a dumb little (or big!) number. Gotta work on that one. Maybe when I'm feeling good and steady and strong and fit, I'll be able to let the whole scale thing go.  &lt;br /&gt;Just poured a glass of vanilla soy milk over five big fat frozen strawberries. Man, did this stuff always taste this good?????&lt;br /&gt;I am going to do this. I AM doing it! You guys are the most amazing support system. Thank you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115327469050120108?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115327469050120108/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115327469050120108' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115327469050120108'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115327469050120108'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/copping-tude-of-extreme-gratitude-dude.html' title='copping a &apos;tude of extreme gratitude (dude)'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115325044510943855</id><published>2006-07-18T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T12:20:45.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sleeping</title><content type='html'>In the photo, I mean. If you zoom in and think I'm taking a nap on my feet, I'm not. Neither was my daughter in the tie-dye, whose eyes are also closed. The nice tourist who took our picture just caught us at the wrong moment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm annoyed today. I woke up feeling LIGHTER than I have in days, got on the scale, and POOF, I'd gained two pounds. My stomach is totally funky and weird today, growling and churning and just not happy. I'm eating more by the clock than by my feelings, because I have a hard time staying in touch with my actual hunger, and I tend to either overeat (nibble nibble all day) or undereat (go for HOURS without eating and then realize I'm ravenous and must eat the entire contents of my pantry). &lt;br /&gt;But I still think I'm ending up overeating. I feel bloated and head-achy and yukky. And sweaty and heavy. (It is 100 degrees here today, so that ain't helping.) I'm about to take my boys up to the pool and am seriously debating whether to even put ON a swimsuit. YUCK. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that anyone asked, but I think this is what I've eaten today: &lt;br /&gt;"Weetabix" cereal with skim milk (8 am)&lt;br /&gt;handful of almonds, pear, one mini muffin (11)&lt;br /&gt;one rice paper roll with tofu (1)&lt;br /&gt;p.b and jelly crust (those of you with toddlers recognize this item), Ak-Mak cracker with peanut butter, blueberry yogurt (around 2:30)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't decide if this is just way too much, or if it's OK. I also think my metabolism is really slowing down lately. It's usually been pretty good - not fast, exactly, but high enough to offset the relatively big appetite I have. I mean, I'm not skinny, but I have stayed relatively stable in spite of being a big eater. But with this latest halt of any activity, and with being 41, I'm afraid things are changing... my program begins tomorrow night, so hopefully that will help me get things figured out. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good news, which I really need to focus on: &lt;br /&gt;NO SUGAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115325044510943855?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115325044510943855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115325044510943855' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115325044510943855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115325044510943855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-not-sleeping.html' title='I&apos;m not sleeping'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115323542400370388</id><published>2006-07-18T08:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T08:10:24.013-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a photo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5528/3357/1600/IMG_2850.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5528/3357/320/IMG_2850.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; YAY! I finally figured out how to do this. Just thought I would show you all my family. This is us at the beach at the end of last summer. Since then, the boys are taller, and the girls are both taller and slimmer. My hair is super short now, and I am less fit. Very depressing. But you'd still recognize us after seeing this photo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115323542400370388?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115323542400370388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115323542400370388' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115323542400370388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115323542400370388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/photo_18.html' title='a photo'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115319661148127611</id><published>2006-07-17T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T21:23:31.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Day FOUR! Lalalalalalala!!!</title><content type='html'>That's the sound of my happy singing. Yes, it's after midnight, so it's officially Day 4. I'm doing well! My girls had a swim meet tonight, and I made mini carrot raisin muffins during the day to bring along with our cooler full of healthy food (cucumbers, melon, apples and peanut butter, veggie burger for one, spring rolls with tofu for the other, lots of water). There was brown sugar in the recipe, but I left out the canned pineapple to help cut down the sugar. (Um, also I didn't have any canned pineapple.) :-)  I ate two when they first came out, and one later, at the meet. Which is probably the equivalent of one regular-size muffin total. Which is really good for me. I was kind of wondering how I would do, whether i would pig out on them since it's the closest thing to sugar that I'm allowing myself, but I'm pleased to report that I was quite sensible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the meet, which went on and on and on, I had to be sociable and talk to people who make me nervous. It was about nine thousand degrees, and I'm feeling so fat lately anyway, and I was wearing this annoying skort that kept creeping up my legs, and all I could think about was how I was gonna go home and have a big old bowl of ice cream. But then I remembered no, Im not going to do that. (Besides, it's all gone, but the me of last week would have figured out a way to stop at a gas station or something and load up on SOMETHING sweet.) I had a brief moment of panic, wondering what I was going to do with my weird and anxious feelings, but amazingly enough, it PASSED! Without sugar! I did polish off the delicious, organic melon when I got home, even though I wasn't totally hungry, but I'm willing to let that one go. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be really fascinated to know what other people eat. What foods, how much, what times of day, homemade or bought. If anyone is willing to write it down, I'd like to read it! I kind of like to write it down, too (maybe you can tell that already!) but I try not to do it too much because I always think it's going to bore other people to tears. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, is anyone else willing to share their height/weight and any weight loss goals? It's about SO MUCH MORE than that for me, but that is a factor, and I'm curious to know where other people stand with that issue. Hope this isn't too prying. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, Denny - I answered your comment with a comment from me on my own blog. I should've put it on your blog, but I didn't think of it until too late! Still getting the hang of this whole thing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115319661148127611?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115319661148127611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115319661148127611' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115319661148127611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115319661148127611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-day-four-lalalalalalala.html' title='It&apos;s Day FOUR! Lalalalalalala!!!'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115314477601882519</id><published>2006-07-17T06:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T06:59:36.060-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S DAY THREE!!!</title><content type='html'>Yo, people! It's the morning of Day 3, and all is well. This is kind of hard for me to believe. I keep waiting for things to get ugly, and I guess maybe they will at some point, but not yet. &lt;br /&gt;I like how David posts the stuff he didn't eat, so I'm copying. Last night, we had promised our girls a card-playing night after the boys were in bed. We had vanilla ice cream around (I get that Edy's slow-churned stuff, I mean, I used to), and they wanted it with chocolate shavings on it. My older daughter also put fresh cherries in hers, which is a combination I love. She said it was the best ice cream combination she had ever made and kept inviting me to share it, but I didn't. I'm sure she wouldn't offer if she knew I was abstaining, but I haven't told anyone but this blog and my husband. I just want it to be MY thing for right now, until I'm feeling a little more sure of it. &lt;br /&gt;This week, I'm starting an intensive 10-week fitness and nutrition program. My goals are to improve my fitness and lose some weight. I play on a women's soccer team every fall and spring, and I would love to go back this fall with less bulk and more speed! I'm weighing around 140 these days at 5'2", which is obviously too much. I weighed 128 when I first got pregnant 13 years ago, and I thought THAT was too much. Still, I'm not obese, even now at 12 pounds higher than back then. A healthy weight should be really attainable for me. But then again, I've been seeking a healthy weight for years and don't ever seem to get there. &lt;br /&gt;Over the years, I've done: Weight Watchers (many times) and South Beach and McDougall and the Rotation Diet and endless other things. I remember in high school going on some weird thing with my mom where we had to drink lemon juice mixed in water every morning, and I think we had to drink apple cider vinegar, too. I was a lifelong dieter until just about a year ago, when I swore off damn diets for good. The people at this new program say they don't tell you what to eat, they just help you understand how different kinds of food affect your body. &lt;br /&gt;PLUS, I'm going into this program with a commitment to stay off of caffeine AND sugar, and it's a program I've never done, and I'm motivated, and I've figured out the fairly intense time commitment it's going to require, and everything is set for success! &lt;br /&gt;I need to figure out how to link this blog to some of the others out there. Today I've been reading low sugar Denny and also Caroline Israel's no sugar diary. It's so great to know you all are out there!! &lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115314477601882519?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115314477601882519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115314477601882519' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115314477601882519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115314477601882519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-day-three.html' title='IT&apos;S DAY THREE!!!'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115307184533314794</id><published>2006-07-16T10:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-16T10:44:05.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 2</title><content type='html'>So far, so good. No blatant sugar, and still going strong (one whole day and counting). The only slight "test" was last night... I was taking my daughters to play ultimate frisbee, and my older one had a tote bag with her and she found a bag of M&amp;Ms in there, leftover from a birthay party. My instant impulse was OOH! Gimmee! But I didn't ask, she didn't offer (I would've said no!) and they went back in the bag. So that was one definite change from two days ago, when we would have devoured them on the spot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really hungry today and yesterday. I'm not convinced that has anything to do with the sugar thing, though. But my stomach feels genuinely empty every couple of hours. I just ate a leftover spicy peanut salad (lettuce, cucumbers and a VERY spice peanut sauce), which was filling, but then I went ahead and had a veggie burger too, for some protein. Maybe that'll hold me. Then I wanted something sweet (AS ALWAYS), so I had an orange, which was really good. It's always just hard for me to STOP eating, once I start. In fact, sometimes I think one of my eating triggers is actually eating, itself. Does anyone know what I'm talking about?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115307184533314794?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115307184533314794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115307184533314794' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115307184533314794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115307184533314794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-2.html' title='Day 2'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115298757653376714</id><published>2006-07-15T11:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-15T11:19:36.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1 ... still??</title><content type='html'>I keep wanting to call this Day 2, since I didn't go to bed until after deciding to begin my sugar-free existence early, early this morning. But no, it's still Day 1. I'm not having trouble really, but I'm very tired (a normal state for me, and one which I typically medicate with sugar). Also, my stomach hurts. We ate lunch at Panera Bread after picking up my oldest daughte from camp. I ate Greek salad and a little bread, plus decaf coffee with milk. Then I also nibbled on my boys' leftover peanut butter and jelly bagel. I stopped myself before it went too far, but I still don't think it was a great choice. &lt;br /&gt;You know what's weird? I notice that sometimes my stomach hurts after I eat sugar. That's not the weird part, though. The weird part is that I eat it anyway. It's similar to the way caffeine used to affect me... I would feel myself get sweaty and heart-racey and irritable and yet I would drink it anyway. Throughout the day, not just in the morning. I don't really understand that behavior - I mean, is it just habit? Or is my mind just rationalizing the ill effects away on some subconscious level because the "perks" are more important than the pain? Something to think about. &lt;br /&gt;I noticed that after our very happy homecoming with camp daughter, I wandered into the kitchen thinking about sweets. I just wanted one little "something" to put in my mouth. That's always how it begins. Just one. Just a bite. I know you all know what I'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't so hard, though - I just had to remind myself that I'm not doing that anymore. Plus I've gotten rid of all the little "somethings" we had, pretty much. There are other things around that would do it, but they aren't as appealing. I'm glad the cravings aren't too intense today. I think my body doesn't really know what's going on yet!&lt;br /&gt;My oldest daughter is taking a shower, my second daughter is at a babysitting class for the day, my older son is watching Pokemon (I'm embarrassed to even admit that... we typically don't do a lot of video time, but sometimes I make exceptions) and my 2-year-old son is out at Lowe's with my husband, hopefully to return ASLEEP! Usually we are busy busy bees on weekends (all the time, really) but I think i'm going to lie down in my bed with my book. So there! &lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115298757653376714?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115298757653376714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115298757653376714' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115298757653376714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115298757653376714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-1-still.html' title='Day 1 ... still??'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-31154815.post-115294180332159693</id><published>2006-07-14T22:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-14T22:36:43.330-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 1: middle-of-the-night anxiety and determination</title><content type='html'>Wow, who'd a thunk it?? I googled "quitting sugar" and found a whole online community of people on the same journey! You all are inspiring, and I only hope I can keep up. Thanks for being out there and sharing your experiences. Here's my deal: I am a 41-year-old mother of four. I have ALWAYS had food and weight issues, though I have never been *seriously* overweight. I love to be active, but over the past 6 months I have had some weird pain that won't go away, and that has slowed me down. (I have had it checked out and been to physical therapy... nobody thinks it's anything to worry about, but it still won't go away.) &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my activity has WAY slowed down, and I have put on four pounds over the past couple of months. And I was already not where I wanted to be. The bigger issue, of course, is my behavior toward food. Some days all I can think about is FOOD!!! Some days I nibble nibble nibble all day long. I eat a lot of healthy stuff, but a fair amount of crap as well. Mostly sweet crap. Which makes me want more of it. I DO feel scattered and unable to focus in general, but especially on those nibbly days. I just wander around the house trying to think what I was going to do next, and end up getting another snack. Ugh.&lt;br /&gt;Next Wednesday night, I am starting a pretty intense 10-week fitness and nutrition program. I am psyched for it, but also worried about being able to stick with it. I don't know how much they'll address the emotional side of overeating, or whether the concept of sugar addiction will be discussed. But I am exasperated with how much time I lose seeking sugar, and annoyed at not being comfortable (physically OR mentally) in any of my clothes or, God forbid, a bathing suit. So I think it's time to take control. I should mention that I quit caffeine back in April after YEARS of being a major coffee conaisseur. So I've got to believe I can do this, too! &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my intention, after reading your blogs, is to get off at least the more blatant forms of sugar right now. That means chocolate, candy, ice cream (my true weakness), cookies, etc. I love to cook and bake, so I am going to make an exception for my own homemade goods. (I don't bake a whole lot, but I'm not willing to quit that. I don't think it will be a problem, but if I start making pans of genoise every day, I'll reevaluate!) I am not ready to state an endpoint - like "forever" or "for one year" etc. I have to take it one day at a time or it REALLY feels overwhelming. I hope to develop a more concrete goal soon. I'll be checking in with you all, especially David and nosugarmama, both of whom really inspired me. My life is a bit crazed, so I may not find as much time for posting as I'd really like. I'll do the best I can. Meanwhile..... wish me luck! &lt;br /&gt;- Kitchy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/31154815-115294180332159693?l=gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/feeds/115294180332159693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=31154815&amp;postID=115294180332159693' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115294180332159693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/31154815/posts/default/115294180332159693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://gonnaflynow-kitchy.blogspot.com/2006/07/day-1-middle-of-night-anxiety-and.html' title='Day 1: middle-of-the-night anxiety and determination'/><author><name>kitchy</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10844887016328265960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry></feed>
