Sunday, May 6, 2012

My Sunday Confessions





I have one huge confession today.

And it's a confession y'all may roll your eyes at, and I'm okay with it.

I think if anything through this whole experience of trying to get in shape and maintain some sort of consistent weight loss....

I'm not a nonstop runner.

I downloaded an app on my new iPhone (yippee...I crossed over!) called MapMyRun...and it got me at running a smidgen less than 5 miles. Friends, I felt as if I was lying. I didn't run the whole thing nonstop.

And I'm okay with that.

Because I busted my butt out there in this 90 degree heat, and it felt amazing knowing that I was sweating my tush out there.

Sure I power walked the best I could, and I ran when I wanted to...and knowing that I did that, well that in itself is achievement in my book.

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Meat vs. No Meat

I meant to post about this sooner, but I haven't gotten the chance till now.

Well, I fibbed.

I should say I just haven't felt like it till now.

I mentioned in my confessions post that I was to the point where I was about over the fence with giving up meat.

Pork. Beef. Chicken..with only one or two kinds of fish.

My reasoning?

It started back at the beginning of last year when I watched on Netflix Food Inc.

If you haven't seen it, watch it. Educate yourself. And think about what it is that your putting in your body.

I know I'm sounding like a health freak, food conscious nutcase, but I'm honestly the farthest from that that one could be. Yes, I'm trying to lose weight, and be a bit more conscious about my food intake, but not to the extreme.

Anyways. To stay on track..this documentary made me want to run to the toilet and throw up.


For example, the conditions these chickens were living in were indescribable. Caged with dead ones, laying on their own feces and no to mention the diseases?








And it took just that to get drilled permanently in my brain.

I'm tired of thinking about it every time I go to eat a piece of chicken, or that steak. And not to mention that crispy bacon that I love. The taste, sure it's all delicious. But I can't handle the thoughts of how it went from being a live to sitting on my clean, white plate, and what all they have injected them with.

I guess you can say it's all in my head.