Got Breakfast?

Lately, when I visit my patient's houses, their family members are always trying to feed me.

I dont' know how many houses I have eaten at (no, not in one day) since I've worked with this company.


I learned from one lady that they get pretty offended if they offer you something and you turn your nose up at it.

I was informed that one nurse visits a patient that we have in common later in the evening between 6-8 pm. They are usually having dinner around this time so, when she shows and they offer her dinner, she turns them down with a look of disgust on her face (this is all told to me from the daughter of my patient).

They think she is stuck-up or grossed out by the faces she makes when they offer.


NOT ME.


I've decided that here (in Mexicanville) I won't be offending ANYONE!


So...as I've said. I've been fed numerous times.


The most common is Tamales.

Because I work at my own schedule, I prefer to start work as soon as I drop the kids off at school. This way, come 2-5 pm I'm either already finishing or finished work.

I like to have the rest of the day to myself.

So....

As I said.....

Early in the morning, the majority of my patients or my patient's families are usually eating breakfast and it's usually Tamales.

One time, my patient was cooking when I arrived.

She was making Chiliquilles

with a side of refried beans.

Now, this was one time that I wasn't able to have breakfast. This lady was tearing up her corn tortillas and cooking them in her pan, she crumbled queso fresco onto it and it looked GOOD.

The couple of things that made the decision for me about not being able to enjoy her breakfast.....

1. The amount of salsa verde she poured right over the whole thing (it was about 2 cups).

2. The amount of oil she used for her refried beans (probably about a cup).

She said she was making it for her granddaughter (who is 26 yrs old) because she was on her way over with a hangover. This was apparently her hangover remedy.

Well, I didn't have a hangover but I knew that if I ate, I would most likely have some digestion problems throughout the rest of the day. I can't afford that if I'm driving all the time.

I hope they enjoyed their breakfast.

About 3 times a week my patients are offering me food.

Yesterday I gave in and ate 2 tamales. They were so good.

Two tamales won't ruin my diet.....right?

Workin out. Part 1

That's where I've been.

I know you guys have been worried about me during my short leave of absence due to the flood of emails I have received offering to pay the ransom for my safe return.
You guys are awesome!!

(Actually, I never received ANY emails from ANYONE offering to pay ANYTHING for me. No one cares.)

PUNKS!

Naw, I haven't been on the computer much because I've been working out and working and it takes a lot of my time.
I (like many others) have made "losing weight" or "getting back in shape" my New Year's resolution.

Foolish? Maybe.
Crazy? Definitely.
Is it testing my will power? Hell Yes.
Is it working? ...uuhhhh...we'll see....

Alright, I was pretty ashamed to say this but at the end of 2008 I weighed 185 lbs.
I'm 5' 7".
I can only blame myself.
Lounging became a lifestyle. I was just plain old lazy most of the time.

I'd come home from work (which was hardly work at all) "tired". I don't know if maybe it's all of the driving and getting in and out of my car all of the time or maybe the continuous interaction with everyone all day all of the time. Either way, I'm hungry and I'm sleepy when I get home. Okay, the sad part is that I could be done with work by 2 and I would be hungry and sleepy. I've started developing this pattern within myself. Eat. Sleep. Shit.
Of course there's the occasional Shower and Work thrown in there but still. My basic pattern consisted of the 3.

So....I decided it was time.
Besides, when I take pictures with my friends...ummm...I would like there to be room in the pic for them too.

So here's how I started (Trust me, this is a gradual process):

First, I had to get motivated. The "idea" was already in my head but I had to use logic in order to incorporate my exercise in with my work.

Yeah, it took a while because I'm not on my meds anymore (that's my excuse) but then I remember that I am a Physical Therapist Assistant.
Duh!
One of the ways I provide therapy to my patients is in the form of exercise. I started exercising more with my patients and taking longer walks with them and leaving the paperwork for the end of the day.

I would like to say that I've been walking on my very expensive Bowflex Treadclimber and using those Bowflex dumbbells along with that bench we have but that would just be LIES! All lies.

I bought about 48 opti-meal shakes (they're like slim-fast) in various flavors.
I figured since I'm on the road and I don't eat breakfast or lunch at all I may as well get some nutrients.
Plus, I like the shakes cause they're shakes.

I also started eating less when I did eat. I used to load up the plate and then go back for more sealing my fate of lapsing into a food coma fo sho.
Now, I'm all about portion sizing. I don't measure or anything I just eat the same amount I would give my kids.
When I go to the grocery store I look at the labels. Mainly just to give other shoppers in the isles the impression that I am actually concerned about what I put in my body because I really don't exactly know what I'm looking at.
Either way, it works.

I also made the mistake of mentioning to DOM about the "2000 calorie diet" that's on all of the food labels.
I was eating at the time.
He jumped up and ran to see what I had on my plate and started checking the fridge and pantry for my ingredients. He actually started trying to calculate how many calories I was eating right then and there.
Talk about someone keeping an eye on you while you diet, huh?

I stopped eating junk food. Just stuff from home. Cheaper. Plus, my lazy ass is too lazy to cook so I guess I don't eat..
Angel feeds the kids since he's home.
I drink only water allllll day. My work car is littered with empty bottles of water. I just take them into the office and fill them up again.

I also bought a scale.
I know the kiss of death when I see it.
It's actually been one of my best motivators. I have it programmed with my starting weight/goal weight and height (thank goodness the height isn't changing...yet) and it lets me know how much I've lost/gained and what my BMI is.
Those days that I get on and it tells me that I've gained weight is a shocker.

Anyway, Since I've been planning this trip to Houston, I've been more motivated.

Starting weight: 185
Goal weight: 135 (ish)

Sorry to cut this short....there's more to this story but Jenn is on her way in from Corpus so we can head to Mexico to get some bottles. (hmmm...how many calories are in liquor? ...gotta check that out)
I haven't even showered yet...ewww

Part 2 will be coming shortly......