<?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-8186992895625748175</id><updated>2011-12-29T19:37:52.389-08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Just Not That Simple</title><subtitle type='html'>Calories Schmalories. These are the weight loss chronicles of a girl exploring Low Carb and Paleo.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-4054910696474249078</id><published>2011-12-01T18:49:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-01T19:10:40.960-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Low Carb and Paleo</title><content type='html'>I have neglected to update the few readers I have of my new found desire to give the whole weight loss thing a try!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here's the big news! I have been successful in losing some weight! I have lost almost 30 pounds since my highest weight.  And as you may have guessed, I have been doing some hard work for a few months. Back in May of this year, I found the book, &lt;u&gt;Why We Get Fat and What To Do About It&lt;/u&gt; by Gary Taubes.  This is a fantastic, fascinating book. It answered every question I ever had about weight loss and lack thereof. Why can I exercise 7 hours a week with no weight loss? Why do I eat less than my skinny friends and weigh more than them? Why have I failed at diets so many times?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sometbeautorh-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=0307474259&amp;amp;ref=tf_til&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And so I ate a VERY low carb diet from June of this year until now. Like between 20 and 60 carbs per day. It has worked pretty well. And the thing I'm pleased with is that I'm NOT HUNGRY!!!!! Fat is a GOOD thing on this diet (and in my opinion, in general!) so you tend to feel completely satisfied after every meal. I hardly ever need to snack between meals, because my blood sugar is so stable. My hypoglycemia is a thing of the past.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So to bring you up to date even more... the story continues... I have been on a little cheating binge ever since Thanksgiving, and I figured out that I am getting burned out from spending 2 hours making meal plans and shopping lists. And the frustrating thing is that the food I am picking from my recipe books isn't tried and tested, so I have been striking out a lot and we've been stuck with this yucky food that makes it tempting to want to eat a sandwich instead (evil bread.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Solution! I found this website that creates meal plans and grocery lists for you with the Paleo style of eating. &lt;a href="http://www.paleoplan.com/"&gt;PaleoPlan.com&lt;/a&gt;. Now a quick explanation- the type of low carb I've been doing has been no fruit (except for maybe a few berries here and there), no bread or grains of any sort, no potatoes or starchy vegetables, no legumes, no sugar, of course, and we even go easy on the nuts. We don't drink milk or eat yogurt, but we have been eating cheese and lots of yummy cream. So other than that, it's basically meat and vegetables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paleo has been called a cousin of low carb/Atkins type eating. Paleo philosophy believes we should eat like our cavemen ancestors. Ancient humans didn't know how to farm or domesticate animals. So on this diet, grains and processed things are forbidden, as well as dairy. Fruit and nuts are allowed, and some paleo diet people eat potatoes, as well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So I have decided to make a switch to Paleo and give it a try for a couple of weeks. It has to be better than cheating and eating white bread, sugar filled jelly and processed peanut butter, right? I realize the Paleo style of eating will be higher carbs, but I am willing to trade that right now for the relief I feel in letting someone else make my menus and shopping lists!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-4054910696474249078?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4054910696474249078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=4054910696474249078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4054910696474249078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4054910696474249078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2011/12/low-carb-and-paleo.html' title='Low Carb and Paleo'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5160272373863422402</id><published>2010-12-09T06:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-09T13:51:53.768-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fitness Thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;No recess today for my 6 year old daughter. No recess every Thursday and every Monday! Not to mention all the times they cancel it due to rain or cold temperatures (Meh! It’s in the 30s. We can’t let them outside!) And think how much that 15 minutes of outdoor time was doing to counteract all the crap that my kids are subjected to (un-natural colored birthday cupcakes, daily snacks where parents send in chips and cookies, commercials on TV for sugar cereals, deluges of candy for each and every holiday, and begging and begging to go to McDonalds where they could eat loads of chemicals to cover the taste of the substandard foods.) I feel bad for families just an income bracket or 2 below us that can’t afford to send their kids to ballet, tap, soccer, gymnastics, Tae Kwon Do, baseball, basketball, and swimming like we do. I feel pretty responsible for their fitness as well as my own. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;My muscles are currently atrophying as well at the current moment. I have gotten hit by a really bad flu. I still feel dizzy standing up or speaking louder than a whisper. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;However, I do have an update: I am turning 40 in just over a year!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;An alarm went off in my head when I realized that a few weeks ago. At the time, I felt like I had tried everything. Weight watchers 6 times, allergy diet, caveman diet, thyroid medicine, and I still wasn’t losing weight. So I decided to give it one more shot and go Old School. &lt;a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com"&gt;Just logging calories.&lt;/a&gt; And lo and behold, after the first week, I have lost almost a pound!!!!!!!!!!! Yay!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;So just like my daughter can’t control whether the teacher allows recess, and just like I can’t control the fact that my body will not let me walk on the treadmill right now, I feel a distinct increase in my self-esteem. The negative self-talk is getting countered with “HEY! LAY OFF! I’M &lt;b&gt;DOING SOMETHING ABOUT IT&lt;/b&gt;!” &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;And it’s working! So far so good. I’ll keep you updated. &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;mso-ascii-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;; mso-hansi-font-family:&amp;quot;Times New Roman&amp;quot;;mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family: Wingdings"&gt;&lt;span style="mso-char-type:symbol;mso-symbol-font-family:Wingdings"&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5160272373863422402?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5160272373863422402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5160272373863422402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5160272373863422402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5160272373863422402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2010/12/fitness-thoughts.html' title='Fitness Thoughts'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2713272147463300065</id><published>2010-02-15T15:43:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-15T16:03:59.013-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Why am I irritatable, can't lose weight, and have brain fog?</title><content type='html'>I think I just found a book that embodies the reason I named this blog "It's Just Not That Simple."&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sometbeautorh-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=B001I1AEF6&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;m=amazon&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width:120px;height:240px;" scrolling="no" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The title doesn't explain very precisely what the authors mean, but a better title might be the title I chose for this post: "Why am I irritable, can't lose weight, and/or have brain fog?" Fuzzy refers not to physical fuzz like a stuffed animal :) but to brain fog, fuzzy, unclear thinking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday I began the book, then without stopping read as fast as I could until I could could not read any more. It TOTALLY hits the nail on the head of what is wrong with me!!!! There are symptom questionnaires in the book, and apparently, I have symptoms for all three conditions, which are all hormone imbalances. The overweight problem is probably an under-active thyroid, the irritability is probably under-active or exhausted adrenal glands, and the brain fog, or more specifically for me- profound depression- is probably a deficiency in progesterone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel really blessed to be piecing this together, I feel like I'm getting closer and closer to the full solution every day. I have been visiting a physicians office that is "integrated," meaning they use natural as well as purely medical therapies. The natural medical community is advocating more and more that people need thyroid medicine, even if their tests show "normal," like mine did. The book actually says the thyroid blood test is not even very accurate, but they suggest a salivary thyroid test instead, or a blood spot thyroid test. (For details, read the book. I'm afraid I can't pontificate on the technical stuff.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But I highly, highly, highly, highly recommend the book, if you've been having any of these symptoms because it can save you from years of suffering &amp;amp; feeling like "half a person."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My new doctors have discovered that I am hypothyroid and have EXTREME adrenal exhaustion. They didn't test my progesterone levels, but I have been taking natural bioidentical progesterone from a vitamin store on my own with the result of a definite lift in my mood.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The authors also &lt;a href="http://www.feelingfff.com/"&gt;have a website&lt;/a&gt;, which I suggest you check out while you're waiting for Amazon to deliver your book (seriously, it is worth every penny of the ten bucks! Buy it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm sure it will take a while for me to feel better, as well as for that to show up on the scale, but I feel like I am now on the right track. I'll update you as time goes on with progress in the journey, as always. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2713272147463300065?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2713272147463300065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2713272147463300065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2713272147463300065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2713272147463300065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2010/02/why-am-i-irritatable-cant-lose-weight.html' title='Why am I irritatable, can&apos;t lose weight, and have brain fog?'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-673941089396727764</id><published>2009-12-29T20:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-29T20:51:29.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lonely Neglected Scale... Poor sick scale owner!</title><content type='html'>Weight Loss? Ummmm....&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Poor lonely scale, over in the bathroom corner, gathering dust.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven't weighed myself in a few weeks, but I will tell you that this fall has been so frustrating as far as exercise. At the end of September, I got a sinus infection, then when that was better, I slowly got back to the gym, taking it easy, not jumping in all at once &amp;amp; over-doing it. But once I got back to my full 30 minutes or so, the next day, I crashed and became sick again. Now it's the end of Dec., and I've had 3 rounds of antibiotics, and should be better by now, but I still have a sore throat, headache &amp;amp; congestion. &lt;i&gt;Are you kidding me???????????????&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;How am I supposed to lose weight if exercise is not an option? I mean, I guess I could torture myself and count calories and get rid of the sugar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Realistically, I am hoping to do my system of slowly giving up desserts by eating 1 less each week, until I'm eating 1 dessert per week. This should ideally start next week when the kids are going back to school and we are all in our routines again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When I weighed myself before Christmas, I was pleased to see that the number on the scale wasn't scandalously high, about the same as before my sinus infections, maybe a pound or 2 more. But we have been Christmas-treat-eating fiends at our house, and I just think about all the elliptical workouts I will have to do to work it off &amp;amp; I get so frustrated about being sick &amp;amp; not being able to exercise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But what I haven't blogged about yet is how much I love having lost 25 pounds!!!!!!!!!! I love looking at my face in the mirror without the double chin... Christmas may have put it back... we'll see... actually writing this has made me more motivated to try to get back to the grindstone as soon as I can.  But I did fit in my awesome &lt;a href="http://www.shabbyapple.com/p-506-west-coast-swing.aspx"&gt;Shabby Apple Christmas dress!!&lt;/a&gt; So that's good! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I will update again soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-673941089396727764?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/673941089396727764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=673941089396727764' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/673941089396727764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/673941089396727764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2009/12/lonely-neglected-scale-poor-sick-scale.html' title='Lonely Neglected Scale... Poor sick scale owner!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8062874373393464507</id><published>2009-07-21T15:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-21T19:36:49.019-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Eating &amp; Toxic Shame</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:x-large;"&gt;"For the most part diets are the greatest hoax ever perpetrated on a suffering group of people. &lt;/span&gt;Ninety-five percent of the people who diet gain the weight back within five years. Diets underscore one of the most paradoxical aspects of toxic shame. In dieting and losing weight, one has the sense of controlling and fixing the problem. ... control is one of the major strategies of cover-up for shame." -from &lt;i&gt;Healing The Shame That Binds You&lt;/i&gt; by John Bradshaw.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really enjoyed this quote. I had been reading the shame book for multiple reasons, but I especially know that eating involves "stuffing" emotions for me and like a band-aid when I didn't want to feel life's sharp edges. But the problem other than the obvious fact that over-eating is self-destructive, is that numbing emotions will numb the good ones as well as the bad.  This is why I am planning on reading more books on shame including &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brenebrown.com/books-more"&gt;I Thought It Was Just Me (but it isn't)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.brenebrown.com/books-more"&gt; by Brene Brown, and others by her.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Also the issue about whether you can really control and fix the problem? If you only deal with calories in versus calories out, then well, what about the emotional side of things? It makes me think about those women who were on Oprah who had bariatric surgery, then switched their addiction from food to alcohol. Let alone nightmare stuff like this PCOS that I'm dealing with that screw with your metabolism and therefore there is no control over your weight loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been doing very well, weight-loss-wise. Half of me doesn't want to give myself any credit because you KNOW you're going to be losing weight if you're taking a medication that causes you to have to take Immodium AD every day (medication is Metformin for the PCOS). But then again, I know I've made some key lifestyle choices like going to once a week desserts, and being super consistent doing my interval cardio training 3 times a week and some simple strength training (just 10 minutes) 3 times a week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because I couldn't binge eat recently (partly because of this dang medication), I did feel that my food addiction had been transferred around to other things like reading a lot (less harmful) or losing my temper too often (more harmful). So I hope that I (and all of us) can work instead on reducing the toxic shame, so I won't have to search for ways to numb my emotions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8062874373393464507?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8062874373393464507/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8062874373393464507' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8062874373393464507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8062874373393464507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2009/07/eating-toxic-shame.html' title='Eating &amp; Toxic Shame'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5463448489953371218</id><published>2009-06-13T17:07:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T17:32:03.638-07:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Going Riding On The Freeway</title><content type='html'>I am so excited to share some happy, happy, happy thoughts with you this time!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;First of all, I woke up this morning and read the scale- and guess what? I've lost 20 pounds since the end of last summer!!!!!!! I still have a long way to go, but it doesn't matter. I am SO PSYCHED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Then I went and worked out, did intervals on the elliptical, and I couldn't even believe how good it felt!  I came home and jumped up and down and shook my husband, saying, "I feel so great!!!!"  What used to be hard before, was a cake walk. I felt powerful. I know I'm getting stronger, but it still challenged me enough to really get those endorphins flowing and of course the sweat was flowing a ton. I wanted it not to be over when it was over, and I wanted to dance &amp;amp; do cartwheels afterwards, to show how awesome I felt.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I have some updating to do. First of all, I feel like I'm armed with some knowledge that will help me succeed this time, in the weight loss department. (And as a disclaimer, if I hit a "speed bump," I will pick myself up and keep going... but right now we're on the freeway, man!) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've been diagnosed with PCOS (Poly Cystic Ovarian Syndrome.). It involves not only cysts on your ovaries, but also your body mismanages insulin, and your hormones are all messed up. It is a disorder that can affect your metabolism, and similar to thyroid, you can gain a ton of weight, and it is super tough to take it off. I found an article on the Real Age website that named PCOS as one of the top 3 things that may stop people from losing weight when they're doing everything right. (The other two were thyroid &amp;amp; sleep apnea.)  I am now taking the drug, Metformin. It is a diabetes drug, not a weight loss drug, but sometimes people taking it have a bit of relief from some of the PCOS symptoms. I've only been on it for 6 weeks &amp;amp; I haven't reached the full dosage yet, but I have started to see a glimmer of hope.  But mainly, knowledge is power. Even if I get no relief from its effects, and my metabolism stays sluggish, at least I know I really do need to try harder than the average person to lose weight, and so I'll give it my all &amp;amp; I won't give up.  When I found out I had PCOS, it was like, "SEE I TOLD YOU!!!!!  I AM NOT SITTING ON MY COUCH EATING BON BONS! I WORK OUT MORE AND EAT HEALTHIER THAN ANYONE I KNOW, YET I STILL WEIGH THIS MUCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  Vindicated towards anyone who might have judged me. :(  And it underlines the reason I named this blog, "It's Just Not That Simple."  Because, well, it's not. Calories in, calories out is not the whole story.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Summer is a hard time for me. Last summer the anxiety &amp;amp; depression I suffer from got so much worse. I stopped working out &amp;amp; started eating worse &amp;amp; as a result gained 20 pounds. Yep, the 20 I just lost. :(  So I'm hoping knowing the pitfalls are out there will help me avoid them a bit. For some people winter is hard, and people just try to maintain their weight through the holidays, but for me, I know the nightmare season is summer. So I can give myself a friggin' break, if I gain a pound or two, and I can yell extra hard at myself to get to the gym, because it will just be my lying, depressed, negative thoughts trying to talk me out of it.  Take THAT, Negative Thoughts!  I'm on to you!!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5463448489953371218?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5463448489953371218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5463448489953371218' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5463448489953371218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5463448489953371218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2009/06/were-going-riding-on-freeway.html' title='We&apos;re Going Riding On The Freeway'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-862062949749746111</id><published>2009-03-16T11:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-16T12:14:20.927-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help! I've Fallen &amp; I Can't Get Up!</title><content type='html'>Last update, the idea of 1 dessert a week was working really well for me. Basically, in a nut shell (or maybe a pie shell... chocolate shell... some sort of sweet shell, definitely) after Valentine's, it all went to pot!!! Now I am back in the mindset that I NEED the sweet things to make me happy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And my exercising? I think March must be the time for me that the flu shot wears off. Last year I was so sick &amp;amp; it happened to me again this time. I had tonsilitis, strep, fever, coughing is still going on... nightmare.  So I am being smart and not exercising too much, too soon, but I'm still sad because all the momentum is gone, replaced by... I'm guessing... 5 pounds on the scale.  Too afraid to actually weigh myself &amp;amp; find out. But the fat rolls are reappearing. That's evidence enough.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And the fact that I know I've gained back some of the weight that was so hard to lose, it's so frustrating, that I can't even face it &amp;amp; I just stay in denial and eat the desserts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I asked my six-year-old son what I should do if I made a mistake and he said, "Ask a grown-up."  Maybe I'll call into &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/stations/flylady/NoExcusesWeightLoss"&gt;Jonathan Roche's show&lt;/a&gt; on Wednesday and try to get some encouragement/advice.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What do you all think?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-862062949749746111?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/862062949749746111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=862062949749746111' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/862062949749746111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/862062949749746111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2009/03/help-ive-fallen-i-cant-get-up.html' title='Help! I&apos;ve Fallen &amp; I Can&apos;t Get Up!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7005634449652223439</id><published>2009-01-30T20:17:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-01T08:46:41.121-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Blog Title Plus New Blogging Approach</title><content type='html'>This blog is becoming difficult to update because it would be totally not fun to read.  It would be updates that say,&lt;div&gt;"I lost 2 pounds." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"I'm no longer checking the scale." &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Woops, over the last 6 months I accidentally gained 19 pounds."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Ok, do I dare start this journey again?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And at the risk of sounding like "Hey, I found a new thing that I'm temporarily being helped by..." I will just share a bit of what's going on, because at least at this moment it's positive!  Yay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I love &lt;a href="http://www.flylady.net/"&gt;The Fly Lady&lt;/a&gt;.  A little more than a year ago, she started endorsing a guy who is a virtual trainer, sells online software &amp;amp; heart monitors and swears by interval training.  His name is &lt;a href="http://www.noexcusesworkouts.com/"&gt;Jonathan Roche&lt;/a&gt;, and he has &lt;a href="http://www.blogtalkradio.com/stations/flylady/NoExcusesWeightLoss"&gt;a radio show on Blog Talk Radio&lt;/a&gt;.  Well, I've listened to him on &amp;amp; off, but recently I went on a streak where I listened to a ton of archived shows and the result was really positive.  I bought the online software system (already owned a heart monitor.)  And I've been making good progress.  I started interval training every other day and strength training on my own for a month or so before my system arrived from Jonathan &amp;amp; I lost 10 pounds!  Not kidding!  Then after the system arrived, (right before Christmas) the progress continued and so far I've lost 4 more pounds and maybe more because my weigh-in day is tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The thing that is fueling me is the positivity on his radio show.  I've been able to convince myself that &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;a little is better than none&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;any weight loss is beautiful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;any movement/exercise is beautiful&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;forward movement (however slow!) is what I'm striving for- not quick fixes&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to listen to my body &amp;amp; stop exercising when I feel badly&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Resting when you're sick is actually more productive than exercising anyway &amp;amp; hammering yourself&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 minutes, 3 times a week is enough cardio (even though a nagging voice tries to tell me 2 hours is the correct amount &amp;amp; that 30 min. will never help anything.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;30 minutes, 2 times a week is enough strength training (see above about the evil nagging voice.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Biggest Loser is all about over-training and getting injuries and also not realistic for normal people with normal lives&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Exercising really does improve my energy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I need to take time to tell myself what a great accomplishment it is to lose the weight that I have&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The tendency to overdo it is one of the things that can make me fail (has happened several times in the past) &amp;amp; is the reason I can be slow &amp;amp; steady this time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I deserve to feel great&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My family is proud of me when I work out, &amp;amp; I'm actually pretty proud of myself, too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;"Baby steps" are OK!!!!!!  This is what I have done to get myself to eat fewer desserts, and it is so much less overwhelming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Calorie counting really drives people crazy. You can still be successful if you just eat reasonably.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The real reason I want to lose weight is to frolick with my kids, lower my health risks, and feel great mentally &amp;amp; physically&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know in my past blog posts, I never have stuck purely to the topics of what I'm eating and what I'm doing for exercise, but now I really may go on tangents if I think that sharing these thoughts would relate to the psychological, mental, physical and spiritual struggle that is weight loss.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the main point of this post is a happy thought.  I'm so happy that my clothes felt so loose the past couple days, and that what I'm doing is giving me hope for the long-term.  Go Me!  Good job, Me! for being more consistent, lately!  And I know I can keep it up if I stay away from the all-or-nothing attitude.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7005634449652223439?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7005634449652223439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7005634449652223439' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7005634449652223439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7005634449652223439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2009/01/new-blog-title-plus-new-blogging.html' title='New Blog Title Plus New Blogging Approach'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8331534907593954046</id><published>2008-08-02T20:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T20:59:44.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in a week..........  :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.theblueboarinn.com/images/heber_valley_midway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px;" src="http://www.theblueboarinn.com/images/heber_valley_midway.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mountains of Heber Valley are the location for this year's Cardon Family Reunion. Part of the week, Chris and I will get to celebrate our coolest anniversary (#8 on 08/08/08!!!!!!!!) at the &lt;a href="http://www.homesteadresort.com/"&gt;Homestead Resort&lt;/a&gt;, while Eli and Mia have a long "sleep over" at Grandma &amp;amp; Grandpa's. I'm armed with guided relaxation podcasts to get through any airline disasters. Non-anxiety is going to be my theme. Wish me lots of peace and zen and unity with the universe. We'll see you when we get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8331534907593954046?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8331534907593954046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8331534907593954046' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8331534907593954046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8331534907593954046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-in-week.html' title='Back in a week..........  :)'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-947554899101523874</id><published>2008-08-01T13:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T08:58:59.950-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love and Healing</title><content type='html'>The other day, early in the morning, as I was thinking about things before I got up, I was feeling a bit sorry for myself for various reasons.  And I caught myself pre-meditating which kind of cookies/treats I was going to eat that day.  Of course, I know I go to food for comfort, but I think also, to provide myself with love or attempt to heal emotional wounds.  (I know I'm getting a bit deep on you guys, here...)  But sugary foods are not healing or necessarily loving.  So I tried to correct my thinking a bit by making a list of things that ARE healing &amp;amp; loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you need emotional healing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Prayer and spiritual experiences are healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Physical rest is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actual balanced nutrition is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Movement is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Creative expression is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cleanliness is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Progress reports aid healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Touch &amp;amp; massage are healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Talking, crying, emoting are healing when it doesn't hurt others.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Boundaries are healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Schedules and routines can be healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pushing yourself a little more each day can be healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Gratitude is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Learning &amp;amp; education can be healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Breathing is healing.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Reducing negative thinking can be like tylenol.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Service to others can reduce emotional swelling (being puffed up with ego) like ibuprofin.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;When you need to love yourself:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pamper yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get your physical needs met.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Allow rest, work and play.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Beautify your environment.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Daily devotionals to borrow love from God, if you don't have any for yourself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Don't say mean things to yourself!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Say nice things to yourself... affirmations:  I am a good person.  I have worth.  My body is a miracle of science.  There are so many beautiful things about me.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;What else?  How do you show yourself love and healing?  I know it's squeamish for some people to talk about, but it's reality.  We all need to receive love &amp;amp; healing from our own selves.  Because who else is going to do it if you don't?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-947554899101523874?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/947554899101523874/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=947554899101523874' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/947554899101523874'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/947554899101523874'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/08/love-and-healing.html' title='Love and Healing'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-1975027452735517721</id><published>2008-06-27T12:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:05.818-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Fitness</title><content type='html'>Hi friends!  Those of you patient enough to keep reading even when the going gets tough (and the posts are fewer and farther between.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will now share all the new and exciting things I've been doing for my weight loss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crickets chirping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.  Let's talk about something else instead.  Like how hard it is to lose weight for me during the summer!  I am jealous of those whose summers are really slow, lazy and relaxing, and they just lose their appetites and eat nothing but berries and salads.  Except not lazy enough to stop them from running 5 miles on the beach each morning or something like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, with my 2 kids, summers are pretty stressful.  They get bored and mischievous, and even without the extra shenanigans, we just get sick of each other!!  There are no breaks for me at all!  Even at swimming lessons, I can't sit on the lounge chairs and read books like most moms, because out of desperation to get my money's worth, I've been THE SWIMMING LESSON NAZI- bribing, threatening and cajoling my daughter to let go of the wall &amp;amp; go participate with her class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What else about summer?  Let's see.  The heat makes me grouchy, therefore I want to eat.  All the above stress makes me want to eat.  The vacations, bbqs, &amp;amp; frequent party atmospheres make me want to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The stress level for me right now is so high, that I know it will be too hard for me to succeed if I just cut myself off from the coping method of eating.  So I think I will refocus myself on exercise.  I had been doing GREAT before swimming lessons started.  I had been doing 4 classes a week at the gym all at 9:30 a.m.  But since swimming is from 10 to 11, I have had a hard time finding a different time and getting into the groove again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know it will help with all the stress if I can just make it work &amp;amp; for now that is the baby step I prefer to work on (rather than food-- what a nightmare I've been sitting on the couch with my bag of pretzels and baking cookies every other day).  Sigh!  We can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, here are some pictures of my two sisters, me and my niece going on a walk near Bridal Veil Falls while I was visiting in Utah.  This was my one victory in the attempts at being healthy.  Good job me.  Pat, pat.  (on my back).  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SGVGOtwfz6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/PKTTSb4r10c/s1600-h/june+2008+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SGVGOtwfz6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/PKTTSb4r10c/s400/june+2008+043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652961993707426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SGVGO1eQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Yw4wMPKQYvQ/s1600-h/june+2008+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SGVGO1eQ5MI/AAAAAAAAAxI/Yw4wMPKQYvQ/s400/june+2008+038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216652964064715970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-1975027452735517721?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1975027452735517721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=1975027452735517721' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1975027452735517721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1975027452735517721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/summer-fitness.html' title='Summer Fitness'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SGVGOtwfz6I/AAAAAAAAAxA/PKTTSb4r10c/s72-c/june+2008+043.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8509116329308115868</id><published>2008-06-17T19:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T19:46:45.599-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to the Land of Temptation</title><content type='html'>I did not check the scale before I left, and I didn't check it today.  It's probably for the best, keeping in mind that we don't want to send me into a sobbing depressive spiral on my first day back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summing up the weight loss efforts on my trip:  a couple of fast food meals &amp;amp; restaurant meals, and the ones I had at my mom's or sister's house were like "white bread, turkey, a few grapes, and a brownie."  Oh and the wedding cake.  That we had like 4 times because people kept wanting to get rid of all the leftovers.  (My sister's reception was Thursday at my mom's home, and my step sister's wedding was Saturday at their home as well!  My poor parents for having to host 2 big weddings at their home in one week!)  And in the airport it was just a free-for-all of fattening, caloric food.  I'm not trying to gross you out.  I'm just letting you know what I've been dealing with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did manage to drag my 2 sisters out for a walk.  It was really nice, actually.  We went up to the canyon where there is a trail next to some waterfalls, and we did intervals.  I think the heart monitor said over 1000 calories burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sooooo happy today to head straight to Trader Joe's and restock our healthy food, and finally have some nutritious meals with a little more fiber and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  I really shouldn't make my trip sound like an awful trip.  I wasn't able to eat as healthily as I do at home, but other than that, it was wonderful to be with my family and I was sans kids for 5 days!!!!!!  I missed them, but it was like visiting a zen spa- so quiet and peaceful.  You know?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8509116329308115868?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8509116329308115868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8509116329308115868' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8509116329308115868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8509116329308115868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/trip-to-land-of-temptation.html' title='Trip to the Land of Temptation'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-6610779112170955070</id><published>2008-06-10T13:24:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-10T13:32:04.034-07:00</updated><title type='text'>975</title><content type='html'>Ok.  I have changed my mind about putting numbers in the title.  It is way too fun to keep raving about my calorie counting heart monitor.  975 is what I burned on the elliptical this morning for 50 minutes.  I did intervals, and got my heart rate up pretty high with resting in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, posting my calories burned is way more impressive than weight lost (none.)  So it makes me feel like I'm doing SOMETHING!  Maybe the next step after this is actually posting calories consumed, but they don't make a watch yet that counts the calories that you put in your mouth.  Maybe this is a brilliant idea for some techie/inventor.  But it has to do it through osmosis, like a stomach strap.  Adding them all up myself is just too much trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be out of town for the next week, but I already have a walk scheduled with an old friend &amp;amp; I'm bringing the heart monitor!  :)  See you next week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-6610779112170955070?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6610779112170955070/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=6610779112170955070' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6610779112170955070'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6610779112170955070'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/975.html' title='975'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-671762085149911582</id><published>2008-06-09T18:58:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T19:05:40.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>De-Tox</title><content type='html'>I have a headache!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had this secret goal (so secret, that I couldn't even tell the blogging audience)... it's just such a small goal &amp;amp; now I'm telling you.  Between Sunday and Thursday (when I leave to go out of town to my sister's wedding,) I wanted to be dessert-free.  It's now the end of Monday &amp;amp; I have done really well.  I know I can do 2 more days because I feel so good about this small accomplishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's just interesting to me because I'm not restricting my portions &amp;amp; this headache feels the same as a hunger headache.  But I'm full.  I just ate a healthy dinner.  The conclusion I've come to is that I'm de-toxing from sugar and refined flour.  Withdrawal!  Because I haven't given up caffeine, either.  Just desserts for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've also noticed that it's depleting my supply of will-power.  I couldn't get myself into my spin class this evening.  I don't want to break my exercise streak, so I'm hoping that getting myself into the kick boxing class tomorrow morning won't be so difficult.  I wish it wasn't one or the other!  I'd really like to keep exercising AND eating healthily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just wanted to ask anyone else if they felt withdrawal symptoms when they started eating healthier?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-671762085149911582?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/671762085149911582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=671762085149911582' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/671762085149911582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/671762085149911582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/de-tox.html' title='De-Tox'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8209018252093687764</id><published>2008-06-05T16:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T16:15:57.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>834 (Just kidding.  I'm not going to make my post titles into numbers from now on)</title><content type='html'>But it actually is the calorie amount that I burned today in my YOGA CLASS!!!  I'm not kidding!  Well, it's called Body Flow &amp;amp; it's a combination of Tai Chi, Yoga &amp;amp; Pilates.  But I have to say I was quite pleased.  I am digging this little heart monitor that figures this out for me.  But I am not digging the deduction that if I'm consistently burning this many calories &amp;amp; still gaining weight, my eating is definitely more out of control than I care to admit.  I'm not using a food tracking method at the moment.  It feels like I would just get perfectionistic with it (like every time in the past) and then quit if I messed up.  Setting myself up for failure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know it's just another excuse.  I'm not going to stop making excuses.  I actually have a lot more where that came from.  :)  But I can at least evaluate the situation and let my subconscious work on the solution for a while.  All the while trying not to eat the whole bag of pretzels this time while watching So You Think You Can Dance.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8209018252093687764?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8209018252093687764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8209018252093687764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8209018252093687764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8209018252093687764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/834-just-kidding-im-not-going-to-make.html' title='834 (Just kidding.  I&apos;m not going to make my post titles into numbers from now on)'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5514878798912196904</id><published>2008-06-02T08:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T08:34:47.033-07:00</updated><title type='text'>1376!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>= the amount of calories I just burned in my spin class!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Awesome!  I was so excited I called my husband and bragged about it.  It's the first time I wore my heart rate monitor in the class and used the calorie counting function.  It bases your calories on your weight &amp;amp; heart rate, so I think it's pretty darn accurate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also just wanted to share my exercise goals with you.  I have been having success on the program that Weight Watchers recommends, which is that they give you exercise points based on minutes you exercised, your weight and level of exertion.  Based on this little quiz they gave me some weeks into the program, they said I was supposed to start at 8 exercise points per week, then go up one per week.  I am now at 22 per week this week.  I wanted to see if the exercise points translated over into calories burned.  The WW slide rule says a spin class for me is 10 points, which should be roughly 1000 calories (100 per point, based on some random peoples' guessing... it's all I could find when I googled WW exercise points conversion into calories),  but it turns out I burned a little more than 1000 calories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I'm getting at is that my goal is going to be to keep building on that and burn 100 additional calories every week.  So this week I'm measuring my exercise calories burned and seeing what that translates to when I shoot for 22 exercise points, then switch to calories burned next week.  For example if I burn 2500 calories while getting 22 exercise points, my goal for next week will be 2600 calories burned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hoping this will help me keep progressing in my fitness and obviously drop weight, but what I've liked about this slow progression is that it stops me from burning myself out.  I have had a habit in the past of going crazy with exercise, then getting sick or injured &amp;amp; everything comes to a screeching halt.  Right now I'm in one of the longest unbroken exercise streaks I've been on since I started this blog, (knock on wood...), so I really do credit this system with keeping me from crashing &amp;amp; burning.  Also, with exercise, I have this constant guilt.  Just like when I was in school, I felt like I should constantly be studying because there was always more I could do.  I was never finished.  It was this horrible guilt that I lived with all the time.  And since I have so much weight to lose, my brain says, "No, you can't take a day off.  You need to be killing yourself until this weight is gone."  And you can see the danger in that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now, when I've hit the WW exercise points goal for the week, I can feel good about myself and know I'm doing the correct thing for long-term fitness.  Yes, I do tend to do the hardest classes early in the week to make sure I get all the points in, but I also consciously force myself to rest when I've hit my quota.  Yay!  Yay for exercising &amp;amp; burning 1376 calories, and yay for resting.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5514878798912196904?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5514878798912196904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5514878798912196904' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5514878798912196904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5514878798912196904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/06/1376.html' title='1376!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-3786385428601878718</id><published>2008-05-26T17:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:35:49.200-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Reasons Why I Like Me</title><content type='html'>Today is Memorial Day.  It meant 3 social events for me.  Yesterday I was brave enough to get on the scale again after about a month's break.  I knew my weight was creeping up again, but I was really disappointed with myself when I discovered how far the regression really was.  But of course, I could feel it in my clothes and in my body in general.  For example, a particular fat roll around my middle had disappeared or at least shrunk, but of course, now it's back.  Two of the 3 events planned for today involved trying to look cute in these now-too-tight clothes and 1 involved a swimsuit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Getting in a swimsuit was just too much for me to even think about on the day after I realized I just gained back most of what I previously lost.  I laid in bed for 45 minutes thinking about how I didn't like myself and I just didn't want to go through the day being me at this moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Sad, sad, sad!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the honest truth.  I share it partially to get some blog-therapy and partially because I know I'm not the only one.  I'm SICK of hearing all the negative self-talk going on in my brain!!!!  It just never ceases!  I really like the focus of some fat acceptance blogs which say the goal is size acceptance with a healthy dose of knowing you can change for the better if you want to.  And it's why I'm now starting a motivational post that I will keep adding to, in addition to &lt;a href="http://nataliesotherblog.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-important-post.html"&gt;Reasons I Want To Lose Weight&lt;/a&gt;, I'm now starting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reasons Why I Like Me&lt;br /&gt;(that have nothing to do with size!!!!!!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;(please read this knowing I'm a girl with a self-acceptance problem not a girl with a bragging problem!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have fantastically beautiful kids&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have the unconditional love of my siblings, mom &amp;amp; husband.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am creative, intelligent and ambitious.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have gained wisdom from experience, common sense and a good moral compass.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have a cool heritage that I'm proud of.  The toughness &amp;amp; grit of Mormon pioneers on my mom's side and refined European sophistication from my Dad's side (he was born in Sweden.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've worked hard to make good choices in my life like giving to and volunteering in my church, making sure I studied &amp;amp; followed Christian principles, being as honest as I can, etc.   Am I perfect?  No.  But being able to say I'm still striving for these things and having stayed largely out of trouble is a pat on my own back I'm willing to give.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Another reason I'm glad I'm me- I have great memories of traveling a lot growing up.  I've been to almost every European country.  We lived in Germany &amp;amp; Belgium with my dad in the military &amp;amp; my parents loved to travel &amp;amp; dragged us everywhere.  It really shaped who I am today.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I like about myself the way I've changed in the past few years to find a balance between trying to be superwoman and retreating to hermit-hood.  I gained a sort of new shade of confidence that involves knowing who I am a little more and being a more self-assured decision-maker.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm glad I have an aesthetic eye and I do a good job with clothes, make-up &amp;amp; accessories.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I smile at people when I talk to them.  I'm glad I enjoy making people feel like I like them &amp;amp; am interested in them.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have awesome sexy hair.  It's shiny, long, and I can style it in fun ways.  I get tons of compliments on it.  Instead of discounting the compliments in my mind, I'm now saying, "You know what?  I DO have awesome hair.  THANKS!!!!!"  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-3786385428601878718?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3786385428601878718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=3786385428601878718' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3786385428601878718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3786385428601878718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/05/reasons-why-i-like-me.html' title='Reasons Why I Like Me'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-6137582691348725094</id><published>2008-05-25T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:41:51.178-07:00</updated><title type='text'>For G.G.</title><content type='html'>G.G., thank you for your comment wondering if I was doing ok &amp;amp; hanging in there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's because of this type of kindness &amp;amp; concern from people in the blogging world who I've never met that I don't give up hope entirely in losing weight.  Because actually, the weight loss news is not good at all!!  You remember those 12 pounds that came off in the fall?  Well, they came back on in the spring.  Dang it!!!!!!!!!!!  You know, I've been craving salt lately, which is unusual for me.  Could it be that the weight gain is just 10 pounds of water retention???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah!!  Probably wishful thinking because, I've also been craving a lot of candy bars &amp;amp; cookies &amp;amp; basically whatever I could get my hands on.  It's nervous-emotional-anxiety-eating.  And the other part of the problem is that I can't get myself to believe that actually doing something about the problem (decreasing my portions, paying attention to how many calories or points and saying no to desserts) doesn't amount to a bunch of self-punishment and starvation.  Has that ever happened to you when you know the truth and reality with the logical part of your brain, but you just can't see it that way?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also have to share that today, I was asked to teach the Sunday School class for the 12-17 year old girls.  The topic was on appreciating your heritage &amp;amp; passing on a rich heritage to your future children.  One of the quotes came from an address from one leader in my church, Jeffry R. Holland, that said, "Be a woman of Christ.  Cherish your esteemed place in the sight of God.  He needs you.  The Church needs  you.  The world needs you."  It turns out that a larger topic in the address was on body image.  Some passages were so touching to me, that I'd like to share some of them with you.  The text in its entirety can be found &lt;a href="http://www.lds.org/ldsorg/v/index.jsp?vgnextoid=f318118dd536c010VgnVCM1000004d82620aRCRD&amp;amp;locale=0&amp;amp;sourceId=0c996169b62fe010VgnVCM100000176f620a____&amp;amp;hideNav=1"&gt;here.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"[We] have no motive except to bless your life and to spare you every possible heartache we can spare you...  I plead with you young women to please be more accepting of yourselves, including your body shape and style, with a little less longing to look like someone else...Every young woman is a child of destiny and every adult woman a powerful force for good.  I mention adult women because... you are our greatest examples and resource for these young women.  and if you are obsessing over being a size 2, you won't be very surprised when your daughter... does the same and makes herself physically ill trying to accomplish it.  We should all be as fit as we can be... That means eating right and exercising and helping our bodies function at their optimum strength.  We could probably all do better in that regard.  But I speak here of optimum health;  there is no universal optimum size...&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"In terms of preoccupation with self and a fixation on the physical, this is more than social insanity;  it is spiritually destructive, and it accounts for much of the unhappiness women, including young women, face in the modern world."&lt;/blockquote&gt;When I was preparing to give this lesson last night, I was tearing up because the message was one I still had to learn.  How do we learn this?  I think some of the weight would probably leave me without much struggle if I could learn how to accept myself, strive for optimum health and not fixate on my mistakes or physical flaws.  How do I see myself and love myself like my mom loves me, like my husband loves me, like God loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a goal.  Something worth striving for every day.  But it sure does help when there really are the people that love you &amp;amp; are rooting for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;G.G., you don't even know me!  I know you didn't intend your comment to be much more than a casual "hey, where'd you go?"  But it really made my day.  I'm sending some good vibes &amp;amp; karma back at ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. If you ever want to know if I'm alive or not, feel free to visit my other blogs:  &lt;a href="http://cardonsinva.blogspot.com/"&gt;Something Beautiful or Humorous&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://eliandmia.blogspot.com/"&gt;Eli &amp;amp; Mia's Virtual Scrapbook&lt;/a&gt;.  Life goes on in those blogs, even when I'm not losing weight.  *wink*  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-6137582691348725094?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6137582691348725094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=6137582691348725094' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6137582691348725094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6137582691348725094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/05/for-gg.html' title='For G.G.'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7765122522524978648</id><published>2008-04-21T13:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-21T13:51:14.240-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Lose Weight By Blogging?</title><content type='html'>There are a lot of good books out there right now on peoples' weight loss experiences, methods, philosophies, etc., etc., etc.  But when I heard Julia Cameron's comments on &lt;a href="http://www.kcrw.com/etc/programs/gf/gf080119master_cleanse_micha"&gt;the Good Food podcast&lt;/a&gt;, something really clicked.  Her book is called, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Writing Diet:  Write Yourself Right-Size.  &lt;/span&gt;In the interview, she talks about how she is a creativity expert, not a diet expert, but she started to see a trend with the overweight women she was working with.  It was like she would meet an overweight women and typically, for example, they would have a Hagen-Daz habit, AND were not writing their short story.  So her theory is that much like people stuff their emotions down with food, people do the same thing with their creativity.  So she recommends some journaling exercises and some strategies for when you get the urge to eat unhealthily.  (Do you think blogging would count?)  Maybe that is why people like Pastaqueen are having the best of both worlds.  Publishing books AND losing weight!!  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as I said, that really struck a chord with me.  I see it going on with my son.  He'll say, "Mom, can I play with play-doh?"  "Not right now."  Then he will just go watch TV, start getting bored and want to snack.  I know I've learned to do that over the years, whether it be out of fear, procrastination or for whatever reasons, I know some of that anxious energy that gets put into munching or binging is dormant creativity.  I love to write, paint, draw, dance, sing, decorate... and I don't do hardly any of it as much as I would like.  It all makes sense to me!  Now the author's smart enough to find the problem, is she smart enough to help people solve it?  I'm dying to find out.  My queue of "to read" books is pretty long, but when I read it, I'll let you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or you read it &amp;amp; be sure &amp;amp; let me know what you think!  :)  Link is below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sometbeautorh-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=1585425710&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7765122522524978648?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7765122522524978648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7765122522524978648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7765122522524978648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7765122522524978648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/lose-weight-by-blogging.html' title='Lose Weight By Blogging?'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7575816384881871483</id><published>2008-04-18T06:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T07:06:09.207-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Passing along some good stuff!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/faddiet_1995_6392518"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://us.st11.yimg.com/us.st.yimg.com/I/faddiet_1995_6392518" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Check out &lt;a href="http://www.faddiet.com/"&gt;this funny website!&lt;/a&gt;  So refreshing to get some humor about this situation that I feel so distraught and humorless about.  I decided I could really use one of the wacky diet inventions he has on his site:  The Anti-Eating Mouth Cage.  Particularly between the hours of 9pm to midnight!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found out about the website while listening to the &lt;a href="http://www.kcrw.com/etc/programs/gf"&gt;Good Food podcast&lt;/a&gt;.  It is such an excellent website for foodies, especially if you are interested in political &amp;amp; scientific segments once in a while, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I've been listening to some of the archived podcasts from Good Food, there were interviews with 2 authors of books that seemed so great.  One of them, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="sans"&gt;&lt;span id="btAsinTitle"&gt;The Crazy Makers: How the Food Industry Is Destroying Our Brains and Harming Our Children&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://cardonsinva.blogspot.com/2008/04/im-not-crazy-ok-i-am-little.html"&gt;I talked about on my other blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second is called &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;In Defense of Food&lt;/span&gt;.  I loved that the author talks about how there is food, and non-food out there in the grocery store.  He calls non-food, "edible food like substances."  His "manifesto" is "Eat food. Not too much. Mostly plants."  It's the type of common sense that clever food marketing has brainwashed out of us.  The best example that gave me a good heads up for my kids was "Go-gurt."  It has so many fillers, that it's not even yogurt anymore.  He says in the 70s, there were regulations in place that would require that type of product to actually be called, "imitation yogurt" instead of "yogurt."  But the food industry lobbyists were more powerful than the consumer advocates, and now they don't have to use the word "imitation" and we unknowingly are feeding ourselves &amp;amp; our kids all these yucky chemicals &amp;amp; edible food-like substances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Below are 2 links to these books.  I put them both on my wish list.  This type of stuff fascinates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sometbeautorh-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=1594201455&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://rcm.amazon.com/e/cm?t=sometbeautorh-20&amp;amp;o=1&amp;amp;p=8&amp;amp;l=as1&amp;amp;asins=1585426261&amp;amp;fc1=000000&amp;amp;IS2=1&amp;amp;lt1=_blank&amp;amp;lc1=0000FF&amp;amp;bc1=000000&amp;amp;bg1=FFFFFF&amp;amp;f=ifr" style="width: 120px; height: 240px;" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" frameborder="0" scrolling="no"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7575816384881871483?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7575816384881871483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7575816384881871483' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7575816384881871483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7575816384881871483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/passing-along-some-good-stuff.html' title='Passing along some good stuff!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7730140025152753029</id><published>2008-04-16T18:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T18:56:49.127-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The First Good News In A While</title><content type='html'>I was at my doctor's office this afternoon for my quarterly evaluation of how the cholesterol is doing (I  don't know the answer to that yet.  They have to get my blood checked out at a lab.)  I haven't lost weight this quarter :(  BUT he said that my blood pressure was lower and my resting heart rate was lower!  (They were not in the high range before, but lower is always better!!!)  He said it's probably a direct result of doing cardio!!  Go me with those spin classes!!!!!!!!  Woo hoo!  This wave of refreshing re-motivation hit me &amp;amp; I wanted to go back for more spin classes &amp;amp; get more good news regarding my heart &amp;amp; my health.  See you all in the gym tomorrow.  (I wish!  If anyone who reads this goes to Gold's Gym in Lorton, VA, give me a holler!)  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7730140025152753029?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7730140025152753029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7730140025152753029' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7730140025152753029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7730140025152753029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/first-good-news-in-while.html' title='The First Good News In A While'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8469924157609166331</id><published>2008-04-07T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T18:16:25.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Success then Sabotage</title><content type='html'>More updates:  I was scared to death to weigh myself, since I ate whatever I wanted while I was sick in March.  But my weight was 202.8!!  Not bad at all.  I may be able to show my face in the WW meeting next Saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except then I sabotaged myself by emotionally eating 4 candy bars and a donut today.  I was dealing with something difficult last night, but I couldn't cry about it.  I think if I had been able to, maybe all that food wouldn't have needed to stuff the feelings down today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This post is basically a way for me to give myself a goal so I can start over tomorrow.  New goal:  to eat all my meals away from the tv, slowly, putting down the fork in between bites (a la Paul McKenna... has anyone watched that show?  What do you think?).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8469924157609166331?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8469924157609166331/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8469924157609166331' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8469924157609166331'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8469924157609166331'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/success-then-sabotage.html' title='Success then Sabotage'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7210732680022790575</id><published>2008-04-05T18:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-05T19:06:17.042-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Blueberry Smoothie</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/30/25/23032530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.jupiterimages.com/common/detail/30/25/23032530.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After sending my frustration out to the world in my last post, I owe you an update.  But first, a recipe that I sort of kind of made up (I've never done that before.)  I needed to eat some yogurt &amp;amp; fruit because it's a healthy thing to do, but it's not my favorite.  So I decided to blend it up instead.  I'm sharing because it was so yummy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;Blueberry Lemon Banana Smoothie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 cup frozen blueberries&lt;br /&gt;1 cup low fat lemon yogurt&lt;br /&gt;1 banana&lt;br /&gt;1/2 cup skim milk (give or take depending how thick you like your smoothies)&lt;br /&gt;sugar or stevia to taste (if desired)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blend up &amp;amp; YUM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update:  I'm still eating lots of desserts &amp;amp; bigger portions than I should &amp;amp; I need to not be doing that. (But my meals are healthy.  I have no room for improvement there.  They're full of fiber, whole grain, fruits, veggies, super foods, lean protein, Omega-3... I'm set.  The only thing I can improve is to shrink the portions and like I said, cut out the daily desserts.)  I haven't even dared to get on the scale for like a month because I know it's going to be pretty disastrous.  So last Monday was not my January 1st, but at least I did better on drinking my water.  Maybe next week I can add another good habit.  I want to say point tracking, but I just feel so much pressure &amp;amp; rebellion against that thought.  Because honestly, when I'm keeping under my points limit, I'm STARVING!  And I know that's what I'm in for.  Maybe I can say I will keep within the points just ONE day.  Monday.  That's it.  Then no more "starving" on Tuesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know what you all are saying.  I need to tweak things so I don't feel deprived.  I am out of ideas on how to do that.  There are just points limits/calorie limits beyond which you just can't go if you want to lose weight.  What happened last fall when I was able to lose weight is I felt deprived for about 2 weeks, then I got used to it and settled into the routines &amp;amp; decided it was worth it for the weight loss success.  Why can't I conjure up that motivation now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7210732680022790575?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7210732680022790575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7210732680022790575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7210732680022790575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7210732680022790575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/blueberry-smoothie.html' title='Blueberry Smoothie'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7948184943343337853</id><published>2008-04-03T11:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T11:27:49.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sad</title><content type='html'>I am so sad about how I'm doing right now with my attitudes towards healthy eating &amp;amp; exercising.  I want to eat constantly.  I have no conscience.  It's just like I'm walking around pretending I don't have to change anything about my body, and I don't have to stop after one cookie, and eating tons and tons of food won't hurt me.  It' s that phenomenon where you're trying to avoid something, and you start obsessing about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did go to a Body Pump class at the gym yesterday.  I'm glad I went.  It feels good psychologically to have sore muscles.  It's helped that a few friends of mine have decided to start going to some classes and trying to go together.  Tonight we have Taebo Boxing scheduled, but that attitude of mine is still horrible.  I'm not excited about it, because my body's already tired from yesterday &amp;amp; getting over being sick, and my knee is totally acting up &amp;amp; that's how I tore my ACL 2 years ago (in a similar kickboxing class.)  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not exciting to read blogs where people are depressed, but I need help!!  I'd love your comments just to get moral support.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7948184943343337853?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7948184943343337853/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7948184943343337853' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7948184943343337853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7948184943343337853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/04/sad.html' title='Sad'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2039489722937455982</id><published>2008-03-29T19:32:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-29T19:34:46.910-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!  I want to give up!</title><content type='html'>Let me just say this:  Monday, March 31st is my January 1st!!!  I have been sick for a couple of weeks, and any discipline that I had in my life all went out the window.  I want to give in and throw the towel in with the whole Weight Watchers thing.  But I won't let myself.  But can you commiserate with me?  Have you ever felt this way?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2039489722937455982?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2039489722937455982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2039489722937455982' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2039489722937455982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2039489722937455982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/03/help-i-want-to-give-up.html' title='Help!  I want to give up!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-4008070010995959583</id><published>2008-03-03T12:36:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-03T12:36:59.644-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stream of Consciousness During A Spin Class</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Fh5zDE9Ly6Dg-M:http://farm1.static.flickr.com/242/456037883_b374d8416a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:Fh5zDE9Ly6Dg-M:http://farm1.static.flickr.com/242/456037883_b374d8416a.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Why do I have to come to these classes alone?  Where are my friends?  Where is my husband?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be out walking or running in this beautiful weather? Darn feet &amp;amp; knee! I hate this. I'm dying. Get me out of here! Oh. The class hasn't even started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie, fix your attitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warm up.  Spin the legs.  Pull up.  Push down.  Spin, spin, spin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Didn't make sense not to live for fun, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Your brain gets smart but your head gets dumb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intervals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hey now, you're a rock star.  Get the show on.  Get paid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Make a mean face and slam those legs as hard as you can!!!!!!!!!!  ARRRRRR...  Grrrrrrrrr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That felt good.  I need to always do this at least once every spin class.  Take out those frustrations!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Can't touch this. Give me a song or rhythm. Making no sweat that's what I'm giving 'em..... Either work hard or you might as well quit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Wow.  When you're standing up in the pedals, &amp;amp; listening to the music, it could almost be like you're dancing a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; I've been runnin' down this dusty road.  Wheel in the sky keeps on turnin'.  I don't know where I'll be tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;My quads are burning.  But it feels good.  This is so good for my heart and lungs, too.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I closed my eyes and I slipped away. Its more than a feeling, when I hear that old song they used to play (more than a feeling)...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Singing out loud, enjoying pedaling as fast as I can.  Digging down deep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mama say mama sa mama cu sa.  Mama say mama sa mama cu sa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Dang, this is a long song. I can do this. I am awesome!! I may not have speed but I HAVE ENDURANCE!! I can actually keep up with some of these athletic women. You with the "Iron Girl" shirt- I'm not intimidated!! Nope.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Video loop of Lance Armstrong winning various races.  Victory arms in the air.  His dreams are coming true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Did she say something about increasing the tension?  Oops, enough eye candy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; She's got a smile that it seems to me. Reminds me of childhood memories... Where do we go now? Where do we go? Sweet child o' mine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the mean boys in 6th grade. This is for not receiving the flat stomach gene. This is for the frustration that I'm not a perfect mom. This is for the the hidden hurts in my heart no one knows about but me. Take out that frustration! Work that body! As Jillian says, "Beatings, beatings, beatings." I'm working so hard, the phlem in my lungs loosens up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Oh, mama, she did it.  Woh mama, she did it, yeah.  Ooh, she did it.  Woh mama, she did it, yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go!!!!!!!!!!  3........  2....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-4008070010995959583?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4008070010995959583/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=4008070010995959583' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4008070010995959583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4008070010995959583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/03/stream-of-consciousness-during-spin.html' title='Stream of Consciousness During A Spin Class'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-3949253830805158544</id><published>2008-02-23T10:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-23T11:06:14.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Alive, Really!</title><content type='html'>I've been neglecting the blog for a little while, just trying not to get overwhelmed by the time it takes to pay attention to my weight doing all those other little things.  Go to weight watchers, count my points, cook and cook and cook healthy breakfasts, lunches &amp;amp; dinners, try to make it to the gym, get on the floor of my living room every once in a while &amp;amp; do those exercises, read all the Sparkpeople emails, report my weight to my Sparkpeople team, watch Biggest Loser faithfully... what else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do enjoy blogging &amp;amp; reading blogs, but you just have to be reasonable about it &amp;amp; I refuse to feel guilty about it when I know my energy was well spent focusing on the actual losing weight part &amp;amp; not the blogging about it part.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since October, I've lost about 12 pounds, but since December, I've gained &amp;amp; lost the same 2 pounds.  This past week was a breakthrough, I'm hoping.  I was able to stick for the most part to the points limits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just one tip someone gave me, I want to pass along- and it goes along with a major theme for me:  perfectionism or the "all or nothing" attitude.  I want to stick to my points amount EXACTLY, and if I go over, then screw it- just eat what I want.  So the past couple of weeks, I've just been hungry, or wanting to emotionally eat, or I was tempted by treats.  When I asked someone at the weight watcher meeting about it, she said if you need to eat, just eat.  But why not pick lower cal options like Weight Watchers 2 Points Bars or fat free Pringles.  I tried it all last week &amp;amp; it worked really well.  Much better to be 2 or 3 points over the limit instead of binging on high octane fat and sugar.  Right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-3949253830805158544?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3949253830805158544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=3949253830805158544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3949253830805158544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3949253830805158544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2008/02/im-alive-really.html' title='I&apos;m Alive, Really!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-4776901068132113600</id><published>2007-12-19T18:30:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T19:21:51.523-08:00</updated><title type='text'>If you think you'll never be able to lose weight, read this:</title><content type='html'>I was talking with a younger friend of mine, and she was talking in terms of "I can never" about changing her eating habits, eating healthier, etc.  It inspired me to list some things that it honestly really shocks me that I have succeeded in changing!  Even if I haven't lost TONS of weight (hey 12+ pounds!!, but I've got a ways to go), I'm sure I'll see the benefit of all these changes in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I was in middle school &amp;amp; high school, I would say, "I DON'T run or jog for exercise."  Just I "Don't" do that.  In college I was convinced to just run for 15 minutes.  Then it became 5Ks, 10Ks, and interval training.  I haven't been able to run for a while because of a severe knee injury and feet injuries, but I can sincerely say now that I "do!" run for exercise.  It's a form of exercise that I'll be most glad about resuming when my foot injuries heal.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I used to eat sugar cereal EVERY morning.  Lucky Charms, Cocoa Puffs, Fruity Pebbles were some of my favorites.  Now I can say that for the past couple of years, I eat oatmeal most of the time, but high fiber &amp;amp; protein all of the time.  Egg substitute, raisin bran, fruit &amp;amp; other whole grains are frequent recurrences.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;This is still in transition, but I'm getting a lot better with healthy snacking.  I realized that most of my life I thought that a "snack" was a cookie or other sweet.  Now I'm eating yogurt, apples with peanut butter, string cheese, whole wheat crackers, almonds, for example.  A lot of the credit I have to give to the Body Clutter Menu Mailer from SavingDinner.com.  It gives you breakfast ideas, snacks, lunches &amp;amp; dinners &amp;amp; gives the calories &amp;amp; weight watcher points.  (I subscribe to that menu for daytime, then the Heart Healthy menu for dinners b/c I like less meat.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've changed my dinner habit a lot in terms of just cooking at home instead of frequently eating out.  Moving to this area 4 years ago helped cure me of that, because nearby there were no restaurants until recently.  Only McDonalds &amp;amp; Burger King, which I used to enjoy, but now they both make me gag.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just being extra aware of High Fructose Corn Syrup and Hydrogenated Fats.  I never knew those existed, now I avoid them pretty well- especially for my kids.  After watching Dr. Oz on TV, it has convinced me that eating them is like eating poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We hardly ever eat chips.  Pretzels once in a while, but I'm realizing that with a sandwich, mostly crunchy fruit or carrots will do the trick.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've cut down juice drinking dramatically.  I've always thought juice was something healthy to consume because you're downing some vitamins.  Now I just drink water, water, water.  Juice once a day for my kids &amp;amp; maybe for me as a treat once in a while on the weekends.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No sugar substitutes.  I used to be ok with it.  But just do a google search on aspartame (Equal), sucralose (Splenda) or saccharine (Sweet N Low), and you'll never touch them again.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ESPECIALLY NEVER give them to your kids.&lt;/span&gt;  It has to do with stunting brain growth.  Also they taste pretty gross, most of the time!  I now use herbal Stevia once in a while if I need something to be a little sweeter &amp;amp; don't want to just use sugar &amp;amp; count the points.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;We try to buy glass containers instead of plastic because of chemicals leaching into your foods.  (Avoid #7 plastics, especially- I've noticed that apple sauce &amp;amp; single servings of peaches &amp;amp; mixed fruit, etc. come in #7 plastics.)  Little by little lessening the chemicals we don't want in our bodies.  Hopefully after a while, I'll be able to say I've also switched to organic fruits &amp;amp; vegetables.  (It's hard right now, because I can't get my husband to buy them &amp;amp; he's our grocery shopper.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The discovery of "Superfoods".  Another thing you can google if you're interested.  &lt;a href="http://www.webmd.com/content/Article/82/97166.htm"&gt;Here's an article&lt;/a&gt; you could check out to start with.  Again, not to be a commercial for SavingDinner.com, but thanks to following her meal suggestions, all the super foods are included in every single meal &amp;amp; snack we eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whole grain everything.  We eat brown rice, whole grain bread, whole wheat bagels, whole wheat english muffins, whole wheat tortillas, everything.  I used to be a white bread girl.  Now we've successfully made the switch &amp;amp; it's been probably about a year!  I'm shocked we made it happen.  Yay!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-4776901068132113600?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4776901068132113600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=4776901068132113600' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4776901068132113600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4776901068132113600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/12/if-you-think-youll-never-be-able-to.html' title='If you think you&apos;ll never be able to lose weight, read this:'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-799383986073988118</id><published>2007-11-21T15:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-21T16:05:42.233-08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Coping Mechanisms</title><content type='html'>Well, I have been doing weight watchers for almost a month now, and I have to say it hasn't gotten hugely easier.  I've felt pretty starving some of the time, but I've fought through it and stuck to it.  I knew my biggest challenge would be emotional eating, and so I thought of some alternate comforting things for myself that have to do with the senses OTHER THAN taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Smell: Lighting a &lt;a href="http://www.yankeecandle.com"&gt;Yankee&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://www.saltcitycandle.com"&gt;Salt City&lt;/a&gt; candle&lt;br /&gt;Touch:  Wearing velour or soft cotton clothing, lay on or hug a soft pillow&lt;br /&gt;Sound:  Listening to classical music, 80s alternative, dance music, or Enya type music&lt;br /&gt;Sight:  Turn on my &lt;a href="http://www.mypatienteducation.com/gomorepolith.html"&gt;light box&lt;/a&gt;.  I linked to the brand I have, but I think most doctors would recommend a bigger one.  10,000 watts or higher.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-799383986073988118?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/799383986073988118/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=799383986073988118' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/799383986073988118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/799383986073988118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/new-coping-mechanisms.html' title='New Coping Mechanisms'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-9081102956964392613</id><published>2007-11-09T06:48:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T06:59:14.719-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally An Update &amp; It's Good Progress!  :)</title><content type='html'>First of all, as requested long ago, here is the chili to go with your corn bread:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6 cups cubed cooked chicken or turkey (I used canned chicken)&lt;br /&gt;2 cans (15.5 oz.) navy beans, drained&lt;br /&gt;1 cup chicken broth (I put a lot more than this, just eyeballing it until it looked right)&lt;br /&gt;1 large onion&lt;br /&gt;1 large red bell pepper, finely chopped&lt;br /&gt;1 jalapeno pepper (I deleted this and just added a can of diced green chilis)&lt;br /&gt;2 cloves garlic&lt;br /&gt;2 tsp cumin&lt;br /&gt;1 tsp oregano&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp salt&lt;br /&gt;1/2 tsp cayenne pepper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, just chuck everything into a slow cooker and leave it there for 6 to 7 hours on low or 3 to 4 hours on high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say that I followed through with my goal of joining Weight Watchers by the end of October.  Last week was my 2nd week and I lost 2.6 lbs.  Yay!  My plan is to take the weekends off to lift the stress from me a little bit.  I'm hoping that I will lose more during the week than I will gain on the weekend, so it will all work out.  I have had several friends have success with this.  We'll give it a try for a few weeks and see how it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that last weekend, when we were allowed to cheat, it was not as alluring, because it wasn't forbidden.   And when we did eat sweets, they made us sick.  I had some cake at my son's soccer party, and we had to take the extra home, since my husband is the coach.  Well, we ended up throwing most of it out because it literally made me sick after I ate it.  Our neighbor gave us some Entenmann's cupcakes frosted with thick orange frosting.  It was basically gross and after my son had one we threw the whole box out.  So I've gotten over some of that thinking:  "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;It can't go to waste!  There are starving people in  Africa!  Throwing food away is immoral!&lt;/span&gt;"  No one should eat that crap.  Not even starving Africans.  All the HFCS and hydrogenated fat would just make them sick, sick, sick.  It's ok to throw away candy and cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See?  I told you.  Progress!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-9081102956964392613?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9081102956964392613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=9081102956964392613' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/9081102956964392613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/9081102956964392613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally-update-its-good-progress.html' title='Finally An Update &amp; It&apos;s Good Progress!  :)'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8432888444246058522</id><published>2007-10-09T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T19:04:22.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good recipe</title><content type='html'>My family and I had some white bean chicken chili the other night and paired it up with &lt;a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Excellent-and-Healthy-Cornbread/Detail.aspx"&gt;this recipe&lt;/a&gt; for corn bread with no oil.  The corn bread was AWESOME.  We used vanilla yogurt instead of plain, and also egg substitute instead of whole eggs.  Thought I'd pass it along.  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8432888444246058522?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8432888444246058522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8432888444246058522' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8432888444246058522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8432888444246058522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/good-recipe.html' title='Good recipe'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2286831931577315946</id><published>2007-10-06T15:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T17:59:21.580-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Riddle:  What medical condition has its own reality tv shows?</title><content type='html'>Answer:  obesity.  It's a medical condition.  It's not a question of choosing good over evil, but of choosing health over sickness.  I really liked the cheer that the red team on The Biggest Loser used:  "1-2-3:  LIVE!!!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another thing I liked that popped into my mind as I was watching the past couple episodes of TBL was how the trainers reminded the contestants that they can't have the attitude, "I can't."  It was pretty obvious that that attitude was hurting the blue team a lot the past 2 shows.  Bob would say, "This 'I can't' attitude is what got you so heavy.  You can't think that way any more."  So I had a little "Aha!" moment when I spotted that in my own thinking:  The reason I stopped doing Weight Watchers was that it was too hard, and I didn't want to join and waste my money just to go ahead and fail.  Well, if that's not "I can't" thinking, I don't know what is.  I can't join Weight Watchers and be successful.  I can't stay away from the sweets or stay within the limits of my points.  I can't lose weight.  I would have never pegged myself as a wimpy person with an "I can't" attitude.  Well, surprise, surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of people have been talking to me about "The Secret."  And I know one concept from that book is to use the phrase, "I am."  It's even stronger than "I can."  "I am a successful lifetime member of Weight Watchers."  "I am eating in a healthy points range and calorie range."  "I am a person within a healthy weight range."  "I am a person who has overcome this difficult trial of losing weight."  Yahoo!  That will feel nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to work on the 'tude this week.  How about you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2286831931577315946?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2286831931577315946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2286831931577315946' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2286831931577315946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2286831931577315946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/10/riddle-what-medical-condition-has-its.html' title='Riddle:  What medical condition has its own reality tv shows?'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2450371733642831242</id><published>2007-09-19T18:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T15:32:40.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Very Important Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);font-size:85%;" &gt;[I'm copying this concept from someone else's blog... I don't remember where this was, but someone had the very good motivating tool for themselves to write down &amp;amp; keep adding &amp;amp; adding reasons they wanted to lose weight.  Here are all I can think of at the moment, but I will add as they come to mind, and the link for this post will be on my sidebar.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;29 Reasons (and counting) to say "no" to unhealthy food and "yes" to healthy exercise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get rid of the spare tire and stop the embarrassing questions about whether I'm pregnant.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to do Child's pose and Forward Bend Yoga poses without my stomach literally getting in the way!!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to not be horrified when I see photos of myself.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To lower my cholesterol and triglycerides.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To lower my risk for diabetes, heart problems, arthritis and cancer.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To get rid of heart burn.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To stop the stress of all the weight on my feet.  (I have plantar faciitis because of the weight.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to sit in a chair with crossed legs.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to safely get pregnant without so many dangerous health risks.  (We think we might want more kids down the road...?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just to extend my probable life expectancy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just to prove wrong these snobby Europeans who say all Americans are fat.  (I lived there for several years.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be a good example to my kids.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To have more energy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to shop at H &amp;amp; M and fit in their sizes!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To prove to myself that I can overcome the hardest trial I've ever had in my life.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To stop the cycle of self-loathing &amp;amp; depression.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To sleep better.  (Because of the weight, the doctor says I may have sleep apnea.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The stereotype out there is that if you're overweight, you're ghetto/low income.  I don't want that label!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Maybe my husband &amp;amp; my intimate relationship will improve because I just have a really hard time feeling "sexy" at this weight.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So I can run, dance, and play tennis and not hurt my knees (the weight puts too much stress on my knees- last year I tore my ACL and meniscus partly because of this weight.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've also heard that overweight people are more likely to get ovarian cysts (which I have).  Maybe that problem would go away, too!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To  hear all the comments &amp;amp; praise from people about how good I look.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So I can sit "criss cross apple sauce" when I volunteer at the preschool &amp;amp; have an easier time getting up off the floor.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to walk like a 35 year old woman (or a younger woman) rather than like I currently do now-- about like an 85 year old woman.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To stop obsessing that my face is fat.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To be able to put on socks &amp;amp; shoes without struggling.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;So my stomach can get bathed.  Right now it sticks out of the water when I lay down in the bathtub like I'm pregnant.  It's embarrassing, even though no one knew until now, and now you all know!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When I take exercise classes at the gym, I'm sick of being disgusted by my big gut that I see from all sides in those mirrors.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horizontal lines in the front of my ankles where my shin meets my foot and on the top of my wrist where my hand bends upwards.  The same lines chubby babies have!  It's cute on them, but not so cute on me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sick of the shelf in the front (no, stomach!  not boobs!).  Also, for the first time in my life, I have a shelf in the back, too.  My shirt gets bunched up above my butt &amp;amp; doesn't lay nicely.  Down with butt shelves!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2450371733642831242?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2450371733642831242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2450371733642831242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2450371733642831242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2450371733642831242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/very-important-post.html' title='A Very Important Post'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5769135167642349456</id><published>2007-09-05T17:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:06.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can't believe I'm posting this photo but...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Rt9EwvzIINI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9fUYWpS8bx8/s1600-h/sept+05+07+001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Rt9EwvzIINI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9fUYWpS8bx8/s400/sept+05+07+001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106876106716750034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh the shame of looking at both of those numbers.  The first one is the weight:  211.2.  At least I lost 1 pound of the vacation gain.  Not to discount that I can be happy for a loss, but I think it never would have happened if I hadn't been trying as hard as I could to get my 8 glasses of water in. The second number is body fat.  45%????  I don't know how accurate that is.  This was taken first thing in the morning, and the manual that came with the scale said in the morning, it's not as accurate as in the evening, but if some of the kids on "Shaq's Big  Challenge" had 50+% body fat, perhaps it could be accurate.  How depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I feel I just have to dwell on the positive and the goals I currently have without slipping into any sort of denial.  I have been eating extremely healthy, lo-cal, lo-fat, hi-fiber meals, but just too many desserts, afterwards.  And I am like bi-polar with the exercise thing.  I will do really fabulous for a while, then nothing.  Last week I journaled all my breakfasts, as was my goal, and I did several spin classes and a yoga class that was kick-butt.  This week I've been so busy and my goal was to walk for an hour a day on the treadmill, but since it wasn't a class at a certain time, it was harder to force myself to allow it into the schedule.  And I've been tired.  Blah blah. blah blobbity blah.  I'll do better.  My September goals are on the sidebar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to you all!  We can do this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  Vacation photos:  you can either click on my Flickr badge on the lower end of the sidebar (but my browser hasn't been able to open the Organizer, so they're not organized or labeled).  You can also check my other blogs for the photos I've posted on there so far:  &lt;a href="http://cardonsinva.blogspot.com"&gt;Something Beautiful or Humorous&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://eliandmia.blogspot.com"&gt;Let Me Talk&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5769135167642349456?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5769135167642349456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5769135167642349456' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5769135167642349456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5769135167642349456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-cant-believe-im-posting-this-photo.html' title='I can&apos;t believe I&apos;m posting this photo but...'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Rt9EwvzIINI/AAAAAAAAAbE/9fUYWpS8bx8/s72-c/sept+05+07+001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2250587514609917314</id><published>2007-08-27T08:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-29T20:15:24.205-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home Sweet Home</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.50states.com/flag/image/nunst075.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.50states.com/flag/image/nunst075.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Being out west with family.  Whew!  There were good times &amp; bad times.  (There's always family drama.)  But I'm glad to be back.  But I'm not glad that some extra pounds are back, too.  :(  I even went past my all-time record high.  (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;ARRRRGGGHHH&lt;/span&gt;!!!)  But the good part is, I was gone for 10 days, I exercised for 5 of them (and if I didn't come down with a cold while I was there, I may have done even better.)  I was able to take nice hour long walks along the beach.  The bad part was I pretty much had no choice what food was put in front of me.  Yes, I did have a choice if I wanted to be rude &amp;amp; anti-social (yes, I know not everyone views it that way... I know, I know!!  But I felt that way.) and find a way to eat my "own special food".  But I didn't do that.  And I did have a choice to cut down on quantity a little and not go to town on the fattening stuff.   So hindsight is 20/20.  Maybe I'll have better will-power next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worth It:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Mom's French Toast&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bakery Items from yummy Utah stores (I wish so bad they shipped things out!  If  you're ever in Utah, stop by &lt;a href="http://www.kneadersbakery.com/"&gt;Kneaders.&lt;/a&gt;  A close substitute is to order online from &lt;a href="https://www.lehirollermill.com/comersus/estore/default.asp?"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Lehi&lt;/span&gt; Roller Mills&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BYU&lt;/span&gt; Bookstore (I swear, those Mormons are the best bakers &amp; candy makers!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not Worth It:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Frozen French Toast Sticks served at my sister's house&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Burnt Pillsbury cookies&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Pizza 3 times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bacon 2 times&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The quantity I chose on the pancakes, waffles, fattening chicken sauce &amp;amp; spaghetti&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Garlic cheese bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hamburgers&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hotdogs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Two more things:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;I am NOT quitting the challenges I'm in &amp; I'm NOT leaving the "fit blog" community just because I'm not having a lot of success losing weight right now.  I'm NOT giving up.  I need that support from all of you, and I know I'll succeed with enough time &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;perseverance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I haven't forgotten the request for photos from the trip.  I took a TON of pictures.  Give me a few days... I'm probably going to open a Flikr account.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2250587514609917314?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2250587514609917314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2250587514609917314' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2250587514609917314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2250587514609917314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/being-out-west-with-family.html' title='Home Sweet Home'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-3333499817796689825</id><published>2007-08-13T17:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-13T17:07:13.494-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Going To Bear Lake!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.christophergerlach.com/1images/p_co_SummerWindsBearLake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.christophergerlach.com/1images/p_co_SummerWindsBearLake.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We will be at a couple of family reunions for the next few weeks! See you when we get back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-3333499817796689825?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3333499817796689825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=3333499817796689825' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3333499817796689825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3333499817796689825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-going-to-bear-lake.html' title='I&apos;m Going To Bear Lake!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7082232310024412943</id><published>2007-08-11T17:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T18:04:50.095-07:00</updated><title type='text'>A Book Plug!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/7020000/7022283.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.barnesandnoble.com/images/7020000/7022283.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I just read something to my kids that helped me answer a question that I have seen on several weight loss blogs.  A great little book by Karen Beaumont &amp; illustrated by David Catrow called &lt;a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/booksearch/isbnInquiry.asp?z=y&amp;amp;EAN=9780152020132&amp;itm=1"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I Like Myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The great mystery was how do I accept myself for who I am at this moment, while the number on the scale is so abhorrent, unacceptable and unhealthy.  I am so good at not liking myself, but that doesn't help me get any further on this weight loss journey. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The secret lies somewhere hidden in a preschool or kindergarten class.  You have to like yourself.  And obviously think about it in a deeper way, and have gratitude for the body you do have, and what it can do, and like it despite its imperfections.  Like yourself inside and out, and to be true to yourself, you have to like what you do- which is the tricky part.  I'm hoping that I gave enough credit to the book, and that I can transcribe the words in this blog, because they were so beautiful and profound  (and remember it's MUCH better with the illustrations!!):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like myself!&lt;br /&gt;I'm glad I'm me.&lt;br /&gt;There's no one else I'd rather be.&lt;br /&gt;I like my eyes, my ears, my nose.&lt;br /&gt;I like my fingers and my toes.&lt;br /&gt;I like me wild.&lt;br /&gt;I like me tame.&lt;br /&gt;I like me different and the same.&lt;br /&gt;I like me fast.  I like me slow.&lt;br /&gt;I like me everywhere I go.&lt;br /&gt;I like me on the inside, too,&lt;br /&gt;For all I think and say and do.&lt;br /&gt;Inside, outside, upside down,&lt;br /&gt;From head to toe and all around.&lt;br /&gt;I like it all!  It all is me!&lt;br /&gt;And me is all I want to be.&lt;br /&gt;And I don't care in any way&lt;br /&gt;What someone else may think or say.&lt;br /&gt;I may be called a silly nut&lt;br /&gt;Or crazy cuckoo bird-- so what?&lt;br /&gt;I'm having too much fun, you see,&lt;br /&gt;For anything to bother me!&lt;br /&gt;Even when I look a mess,&lt;br /&gt;I still don't like me any less,&lt;br /&gt;'Cause nothing in this world, you know,&lt;br /&gt;Can change what's deep inside, and so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No matter if they stop and stare,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Anywhere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Can make me feel that what they see is all there really is to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd still like me with fleas or warts,&lt;br /&gt;Or with a silly snout that snorts,&lt;br /&gt;Or knobby knees or hippo hips&lt;br /&gt;Or purple polka-dotted lips,&lt;br /&gt;Or beaver breath or stinky toes&lt;br /&gt;Or horns protruding from my nose,&lt;br /&gt;Or--yikes!-- with spikes all down my spine,&lt;br /&gt;Or hair that's like a porcupine.&lt;br /&gt;I still would be the same, you see...&lt;br /&gt;I like myself because I'm ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What do you get out of these words?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7082232310024412943?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7082232310024412943/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7082232310024412943' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7082232310024412943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7082232310024412943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/book-plug.html' title='A Book Plug!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-1717431119746571926</id><published>2007-08-06T17:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-06T18:20:46.903-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:jxNcG5sRXHsXYM:http://www.running--shoes.com/runningshoe.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://tbn0.google.com/images?q=tbn:jxNcG5sRXHsXYM:http://www.running--shoes.com/runningshoe.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here's the low-down about how I'm doing.  From the scale's perspective:  TERRIBLE.  I've been doing ok on my goals.  I've exercised.  5 days/week for 2 weeks.  I've done cardio, I've done weights, I even did yoga last Wednesday.  Saturday I did a Fitrow class at the gym.  I felt really good when I was done.  All that great arm &amp; back sculpting.  But I've gained weight.  :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My second goal for August is to journal my food in SparkPeople, at a minimum breakfast.  I have done this all of August so far.  It's been good for me because I realize that lately, I am usually pretty far away from the calorie range I should be in.  So at least I realize where things could improve a little bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like I strategically picked goals that would make it look like I was working hard, but that would be sure not to make me lose any weight.  It's like being at work and looking really busy, but not being productive.  My therapist says the cure or at least a baby step for me for the "all or nothing" attitude is to set goals that are achievable, so I can be perfect in THEM, but not give up on the whole sha-bang if I'm not perfect in EVERYTHING.  So I can't blame myself too much for having &lt;del&gt;wimpy&lt;/del&gt; achievable goals.  It's the only way to not feel like I'm giving up, if you know what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know I need to concentrate harder on my motivation.  It has to be stronger, I think, for me to succeed.  Yes, I hate the way I look.  But I can't dwell on it.  It just makes me want to crawl under a rock to think that way, not work hard.  Yes, it scares the patootie out of me that I have high cholesterol at age 35.  But why is it such a stretch to make a correlation in my mind between putting a chocolate chip cookie in my mouth and having a heart attack?  I'm educated &amp;amp; intelligent, but I still want to be in somewhat of denial.  Eating a cookie has always seemed like something innocent to me, but now I have to see it as EVIL!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the thing that's the most real motivation for me right now is wanting to move my body easier.  I was this weight when I delivered my 2 kids, and I remember having some of the same problems:  having a hard time getting up from a sitting position, having a hard time reaching my shoelaces, wanting to run, play tennis, dance, run up and down the stairs, do kickboxing, etc., without injuring anything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I have to admit, I've gotten myself pretty depressed writing about all this.  I think I'll just take a little trip down to Krispy Kreme.  Just kidding!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-1717431119746571926?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1717431119746571926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=1717431119746571926' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1717431119746571926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1717431119746571926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/08/heres-low-down-about-how-im-doing.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-672784680195403315</id><published>2007-07-27T15:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-27T16:08:48.263-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.wpclipart.com/education/awards/good_job_green_ribbon.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.wpclipart.com/education/awards/good_job_green_ribbon.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have to share how I felt yesterday after I came out of my Taeboboxing class.  I FELT AWESOME!  It has not been such a successful weight loss week.  I got on the scale yesterday &amp; today and it said 206.2.  So utterly sad.  MUCH higher than it was a month ago.  So I felt kind of mortified about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night I went to this class, as I mentioned, and I did get a good work out.  But I was protecting my knee like crazy.  Those classes really do involve a heck of a lot of side shuffling &amp;amp; turning jumping.  We started boxing, upper cut, hook, jab, jab, jab, jab and we didn't have one single break from it for 55 minutes.  I thought my back was going to die, but actually today it's not that bad!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the class, a sweet woman came up to me.  She was probably around 60 years old (? hard to tell), but she had one of those super muscular bodies &amp; younger looking hairstyles.  But she was the sweetest lady in the world because she said, "You know, I could see you out of the corner of my eye, and you were really working hard.  I wanted to say 'keep it up!  way to go,' but you never know how people will take things." She wasn't gushy or anything.  She was just mentioning it in the quietest way, but it affected me because I knew what she said was true.  I felt like a million bucks when she said this to me.  I was like beaming walking out to my car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was proud of myself for 1) going to the class at all!  2) that I was true to myself and didn't do the high impact that would have hurt my knee.  3)  She's right!  I did work hard.  I didn't slop through the sit ups, but I paid attention to form and I did them all, even though I was tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay me.  I do have to pay attention to what the scale is saying (pull back on the sweets), but yesterday I celebrated that non-scale victory.  I allowed myself to be proud and joyful about that little accomplishment without holding back.  And yay for people who encourage others &amp;amp; voice their admiration.  Thank you to that sweetest woman for pointing out to me something about myself to applaud.  ALSO-- after I go to the gym tonight, it will be the 2nd week in a row of accomplishing 1 hour of cardio per day for 5 days each week!  Even though the scale really doesn't show it, that has to be good for me, right?!?!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-672784680195403315?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/672784680195403315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=672784680195403315' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/672784680195403315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/672784680195403315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-have-to-share-how-i-felt-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5553831899800183104</id><published>2007-07-22T18:15:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:06.597-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RqQBXscHSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-101uxgRN4Y/s1600-h/100_1890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RqQBXscHSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-101uxgRN4Y/s320/100_1890.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090194985413200434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is a photo of my sweet little 4 year old at the pool a couple of weeks ago.  He's been taking swimming lessons, and although I'm sure he'll eventually get the hang of it, swimming doesn't come naturally to him.  It took all the courage he had last session to put his mouth in the water &amp; blow bubbles.  He also learned to kick his legs while holding on to the side of the pool.  But then they asked him to do both at the same time!!  Well, he'd stop kicking, then blow bubbles, then stop blowing bubbles and kick a little bit.  For some reason, the two activities were just too hard or newly learned to do at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is exactly like me and eating wisely at the same time as exercising well!  Last week I got back on track and exercised again 5 times (just boring old elliptical, but making it more fun by listening to tons of podcasts-- btw, does anyone know any good ones about fitness or weight loss?).  Yay, me!  But my choices for eating were not at all smart.  So I've just stayed about the same weight &amp; not made any progress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I can't tell you how happy I am to be exercising again.  It helped my depression a lot last week.  I felt like a normal person!  Hallellujah!  I had a tough month during June, just being sick the whole month.  Then I had about a week and a half break, long enough to celebrate the 4th of July, then I got Strep throat!  So I'm hoping I can stay healthy for a long stretch now so I can get used to exercising as part of my every day routine...  enough that it feels like 2nd nature &amp; I will be able to also do healthier eating at the same time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have decided to participate in some team challenges (see sidebar) so I think that will help get everything in place.  I'm a little behind on some of the challenge info.  So forgive me if you're on my challenge team (The Skinny Minnies).  I'm getting up to speed this week!  I'm having this positive visualization of myself succeeding next week:&lt;br /&gt;Stranger at the sample table at the grocery store:  "Would you like some chocolate cake?"&lt;br /&gt;Me:  "No, I'm on Team Skinny Minnie &amp; I can't let them down."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny.  Have a good week!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5553831899800183104?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5553831899800183104/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5553831899800183104' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5553831899800183104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5553831899800183104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/this-is-photo-of-my-sweet-little-4-year.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RqQBXscHSjI/AAAAAAAAAPk/-101uxgRN4Y/s72-c/100_1890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-6755676160184111747</id><published>2007-07-06T14:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T16:54:39.665-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Shaq's Big Challenge &amp; What I'm Ticked About</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://images.agoramedia.com/Shaq/images/charts/kids-Kit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://images.agoramedia.com/Shaq/images/charts/kids-Kit.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Did any of you watch it the past couple weeks?  &lt;a href="http://www.shaqsfamilychallenge.com/publicsite/aboutthetvprogram/thisweek.aspx"&gt;This past episode&lt;/a&gt; had some things that just bugged me.  So I think it's really great that Shaq has a reality show about taking a stab at the huge problem of childhood obesity.  It's great.  I love the idea (although, the show really touts it as his own idea &amp; project... yeah right... not the idea of some ABC reality show producer... but whatever.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He has 6 kids that basically come from the projects of Miami, that have agreed to participate in his program and try to lose a bunch of weight.  These kids are in their preteens &amp;amp; teens &amp; each weigh &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;well&lt;/span&gt; over 200 lbs.  So he visits them all, gets them checked out by a doctor, then sends them a nutritionist, then rents them a gym and asks them to exercise 5 days a week on their own.  So that totally fails.  (Duh!  But why did they structure it that way?  Why make the point that people can't do it on their own?  How depressing &amp; unoptimistic.)  So in Tuesday's episode, he finally gets them a trainer.  And it is the stereotypical military type drill sergeant guy who yells and yells.  Well, one of the     "girls" (pictured above), "Kit," starts hyperventilating and clutching at her heart and quits after &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2 minutes &lt;/span&gt;of exercising with this guy.  They wheel her off in an ambulance.  Later they diagnose her as having an anxiety attack.  Her parents pull her out of the program for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I have a problem with.  The show at first made me feel kind of impatient with Kit &amp; her parents.  "What is wrong with you?  Why can't you just exercise?  Get up off your butt and try!"  And to her parents:  "How could anyone be so ignorant?  You coddled her all the way up to 263 pounds, and she's only 14!  When are you going to wake up?"  But when I started thinking about it, I really don't think they (meaning the trainers, producers, etc. on the show) had Kit's best interest at heart.  If they really cared about helping her, as an individual, why wouldn't they provide more individualized training, rather than making all 6 kids, no matter what their gender or exercise preference do these military-like drills, such as crawling up and down the gym, jumping jacks, who even knows what they were doing.  They were just being yelled at.  I think the approach was a HUGE MISTAKE on the part of the producers &amp;amp; planners of the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flash back to my own preteen and teenage days... That was the whole reason I stayed out of sports:  I was scared to death of drill-sergeant-like coaches yelling at me.  Luckily, I had the option of dance because my parents could afford it.  That's probably the only reason I didn't become obese in my teens.  But what option do these kids have?  Especially with the other problem the show points out:  non-mandatory P.E. in public schools.  But I digress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My main point is this:  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;where is the psychological help???????&lt;/span&gt;  Celebrity Fit Club (possibly the worst reality show I've ever seen) had one good thing about it.  The perfect trio of experts:  a trainer, a nutritionist, and a psychologist.  I think the psychological element is more than KEY in changing your lifestyle for good.  Nutritionists &amp; trainers are almost useless without overcoming the distorted thinking and mental blocks.  The field of psychology could really help out here!  More than having a beef with Shaq's show, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I have a beef with the whole psychiatric field.  I feel totally abandoned by them&lt;/span&gt; in my struggles to lose weight.  Our nation is going through a huge epidemic health crisis, and I'm so glad for all the awareness and research and discussion in the medical community.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;But the psychiatric community has just been shamefully absent in this whole discussion.  Where is the PSYCHOLOGICAL research on how to help people lose weight?  Where is the awareness campaign on getting psychological help?  Where are these people???  Where were they on Shaq's show when someone was carted off in an ambulance because of psychological trauma?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I currently go to a therapist because of depression.  Once in a while I bring up the fact that I have a lot of anxiety about getting out there &amp; exercising.  Also, why can't I stop the emotional eating?  I intellectually know that it will kill me, but I can't stop.  And in a nutshell, what I'm told is, "Oh, just get over it.  Exercise &amp;amp; healthy eating are good for you."  Ok!  Thank you!  That's just brilliant.  They would never think of telling me that type of thing when I complain of depression:  "Why don't you just stop feeling that way?  Can't you just buck up, lil' camper?"  Someone who said that to you in therapy would get their license taken away!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of awareness about the reverse problems, anorexia and bulemia, but binge eating and the related exercise-anxiety that SO MANY OF US HAVE are&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; ignored&lt;/span&gt; like the unloved stepchild.  I guess that's the way it's been for a long time.  The skinny kids get all the breaks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-6755676160184111747?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6755676160184111747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=6755676160184111747' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6755676160184111747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6755676160184111747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/07/shaqs-big-challenge-what-im-ticked.html' title='Shaq&apos;s Big Challenge &amp; What I&apos;m Ticked About'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5288700757136212746</id><published>2007-06-24T18:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T20:03:36.742-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Loving Movement vs. Comfort Food:  Loving Yourself In Healthy Ways</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://share.skype.com/sites/skypecasts/pacifier.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://share.skype.com/sites/skypecasts/pacifier.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.amazon.com/Body-Clutter-Love-Your-Yourself/dp/1416534628/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-5280565-3443032?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1182736629&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Body Clutter&lt;/a&gt; is the first book I've read that mostly deals with the psychology behind the weight loss struggle, or as they term it, "stinking thinking."  The only other one I read a while ago was &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Make-Connection-Steps-Better-Body/dp/0786882980/ref=pd_bbs_6/103-5280565-3443032?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1182735886&amp;amp;sr=8-6"&gt;Make The Connection by Bob Greene &amp; Oprah&lt;/a&gt;.  And I plan to read more books along the line of solving the problem of distorted thinking, etc.  because I feel I just can't make progress without changing my thinking.  The authors of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body Clutter&lt;/span&gt; ask you to journal your feelings on certain topics to excavate some of your long-held beliefs that have gotten you in trouble and caused you to pack on the pounds.  For the next several posts, I hope you don't mind, but I'd like to write on some of the topics they ask you to think about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving (?) Movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One big epiphany for me was that although I've always exercised, I haven't used it as an opportunity to give my body something it needs or enjoys.  For example, in the book, they use a euphemism for the word, "exercise" for those who are exercise-phobic.  Instead, they call it "loving movement."  My view of exercise has been more like, "if I'm not beating the crap out of my body, it's not doing me any good."  So I would push myself too far and just continue to crack the whip on myself when I was in pain and should have maybe stopped or been more gentle.  Results:  torn ACL last year from pushing myself too hard in a kick boxing class.  When I was recovering from my ACL surgery, I tried to go on small walks for exercise.  I would try to plow ahead and my knee would scream out in pain.  I had just read a few of the chapters from &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body Clutter&lt;/span&gt;, and so I would repeat in my head over and over again, "loving movement... loving movement...loving movement" just to slow down, be more gentle, and stop myself from beating my knee to death and re-injuring it.  I'm still struggling with being ok if I don't have a huge hour of cardio where I'm sucking some serious air.  And where I lose out is that I have this terrible "all or nothing" philosophy.  Now I have a sprained ankle &amp; I can't do walking outside or on the treadmill &amp;amp; elliptical like I had been doing.  So I just do nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Loving (!) Movement&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the lesson I think I need to learn:  make sure my body gets plenty of movement every day.  Shoot for 60 minutes of cardio when I'm healthy.  Plus, I should probably purposely schedule some more gentle regular exercise like yoga &amp; pilates.  Because I actually really want to start doing it regularly, but with time constraints &amp;amp; also fitting in weight training, it's hard to make time for it all.  And when I'm not healthy, I need to find ways to move my body that nourish it and are loving and gentle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Food That Bites&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe if I felt love from myself from movement or exercise, I wouldn't feel such a huge need to derive comfort from food.  I noticed that I put a lot of energy into pig-out sessions when I'm stressed.  We're talking speed, ardor, drive and force.  I pack those girl scout cookies down like I'm in a competition.  No one is going to argue that the chocolate cookies don't give you seratonin.  It actually does relieve stress for me.  But so do cigarettes for other people.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Body Clutter's&lt;/span&gt; first chapter is called, "Food:  The Ultimate Weapon of Self-Destruction."  I full-well know that I'm sending myself into the heart attack risk zone by not losing weight, but I still insist on using the cookies the wrong way.  I haven't delved deep enough into the "why's" of it.  But I know that I'm probably trying to bury fear, self-doubt, frustration, guilt, etc.  The truth is, I have NO IDEA how to deal with these emotions.  I honestly don't have a substitute right now that could replace emotional eating.  And that's why it's a bit scary to take a step into the dark  and commit the rest of my life to 100% healthy eating with no cheating and never fall back on the old tried and true methods of getting temporary solace through binging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;More of What You Don't Need Can Never Satisfy You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what I have learned from this is that when I eat cookies when I'm stressed, I'm trying to soothe &amp; comfort myself like putting a pacifier in a crying baby's mouth.  But if the pacifier was laced with E-coli, of course I would never give that to a child.  Also, I would never substitute food or drink for actual love and attention.  Thinking about my own kids- they need so many hugs and kisses every day.  They need to be listened to, talked to lovingly &amp;amp; gently.  They need to be played with and praised.  I'm sure there are equivalents of those things that I need to be giving myself, as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I Repent Too Damned Fast&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just to report on my June goals- I've been doing ok on the SparkPeople diet.  But I've had some stressful moments where I've eaten tons of sweets and just sabotaged my progress.  I'm going to think about it this way:  there was a leader of my church named &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._Golden_Kimball"&gt;J. Golden Kimball&lt;/a&gt; in the early 1900's who was deeply spiritual, but would sometimes swear &amp;amp; use coarse language.  When asked how he could get away with doing that, he replied, "Hell, they can't excommunicate me.  I repent too damned fast."  That's going to be my new motto for cheating on the diet.  There's no reason I have to abandon the program after a few small slip-ups.  I am inspired by that humorous but true concept.  When we're wrong we need to change quickly.  Yes, a few hours ago I had chocolate pie.  But see?  I'm already back on track.  Back on track for reals, armed with a few new strategies for loving myself in a more healthy, nourishing way that will be beneficial in the long run.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5288700757136212746?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5288700757136212746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5288700757136212746' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5288700757136212746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5288700757136212746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/loving-movement-vs-comfort-food-loving.html' title='Loving Movement vs. Comfort Food:  Loving Yourself In Healthy Ways'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2870385628316419809</id><published>2007-06-15T19:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:06.835-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!  I'm getting a little too close to the edge of the wagon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RnNIaNgVXzI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uK_GVbSr7uY/s1600-h/100_1849.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RnNIaNgVXzI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uK_GVbSr7uY/s200/100_1849.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076480820115758898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;No, I haven't fallen off the wagon. (I just fell in my living room.  I'll explain later.)  But I've been pushing the upper edge of that calorie range (SparkPeople gives me between 1410 and 1760 per day), and yes, there were a couple of days I was up into 1900+ calories this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the problem I'm having:  I AM SICK OF BROWN RICE!  And I don't see too much I can do about it because for the heart healthy menu, I have to eat a ton of whole grains &amp; there just isn't that much variety.  Or is there?  Do you have suggestions?  Ok- I take that back, I am eating almost every whole grain in the known free world.  They rotate me through a lot of whole grain menu items:  whole grain bagels, whole grain waffles, whole wheat bread, cream of wheat, oatmeal, whole wheat english muffins, potatoes, corn bread, couscous, popcorn, whole wheat pasta, pretzels, tortilla chips, whole grain pitas, whole wheat crackers...  That should be enough variety, shouldn't it?  But with the recommended 7 servings per day (nope, not kidding.  2 for breakfast, 1 for snack, 2 for lunch, 2 for dinner), that brown rice still comes around a little too often.  What else is there?  Bulgar, barley...??  I would welcome any recipes or suggestions to change up the palate.  I used to not mind rice, but I would eat white rice with flavorful creamy sauces on them (and not plain with tofu, green beans &amp;amp; BBQ sauce on them.  Blech!!  Don't try it at home!).  That's why today when I tasted a Reece's Peanut Butter Cup for my small "treat," my taste buds said, "More!  More!  You've been depriving us!"  ... and they got more relief than they really needed.  Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other (bad) news, I SPRAINED MY ANKLE!!!  Ok.  With that photo, I don't know what's worse: the swelling or the need for a good pedicure.  It actually just looks like I am posting a picture of my chubby ankles &amp; feet.  But actually, on the outside of my ankle, the swelling was the size of a big egg.  It looked like a cancerous growth or something.  And that was the morning after the injury after ice, elevation, Celebrex, etc.   I am soooooooo mad.  I stepped on one of my kids' toys, struggled to get my footing, then just came down &amp;amp; crunched the ankle.  I didn't go to the doctor because I know they would just say ice it, take anti-inflammatories, stay off it, etc.  I was almost at the point with my knee that I could start slowly venturing into high impact activity again, and now hello!  No weight bearing activity for 4-6 weeks, according to webmd.com.  Maybe that's how long this cold/flu virus I have will last.  It is taking FOREVER for my husband &amp; I to feel better.  We are still pretty sick &amp;amp; basically only function with the help of tons of tylenol &amp; decongestant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in all reality, I just needed a chance to vent a little to people who know how it feels.  I was feeling pretty sorry for myself until I read &lt;a href="http://www.time.com/time/photogallery/0,29307,1626519_1373664,00.html"&gt;this article&lt;/a&gt;.  Very charming Time Magazine photos of families around the world &amp;amp; how much they spend on food per week.  It was  such an eye opener.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.  To the 2007 Challenge people- how do I post on the 2007 Challenge Blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2870385628316419809?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2870385628316419809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2870385628316419809' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2870385628316419809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2870385628316419809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/help-im-getting-little-too-close-to.html' title='Help!  I&apos;m getting a little too close to the edge of the wagon'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RnNIaNgVXzI/AAAAAAAAAN0/uK_GVbSr7uY/s72-c/100_1849.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8412406792882286751</id><published>2007-06-08T19:55:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T18:48:01.449-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Eating Week/Bad Exercising Week</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nantasyfantasy.com/AJ2/AJ%27s%20Pasions%20disk%203/seesaw.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.nantasyfantasy.com/AJ2/AJ%27s%20Pasions%20disk%203/seesaw.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I feel like I've been on a seesaw with my weight loss attempts in so many ways.  First of all, for a while, I've been getting myself to the gym and getting about 5 hours of cardio/week plus weights very faithfully.  But I've been eating like crap.  Well, I finally committed myself to eating better, and this week I got sick &amp; only exercised once.  And it won't happen tomorrow because I will be at a &lt;a href="http://deseretbook.com/time-out/"&gt;Women's Conference&lt;/a&gt; most of the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But at least it hasn't been a week's break from exercising with eating binges as well.  Ever since we went to the grocery store &amp;amp; stocked up, so I could stick to the SparkPeople menu plans, I've been doing great.  So for my June goal this week,        "thumbs up".  Good high fiber, high protein breakfasts for the last several days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've noticed something about my menu plan that surprised me- all the carbs!  I don't have an "after" picture of my fridge, but the most significant change is 2 bags of bagels, a loaf of bread, potatoes, and a bag of english muffins.  I never would have bought that on my own.  I'm going, "Are you serious?!  I can eat bagels??!"  The reason is that SparkPeople generated my menus, knowing I had high cholesterol, and I need to eat a lot of whole grains.  So my calorie level is around 1700, with very little fat (they allow me up to 60 grams, but I have been getting around 40), around 100 grams of protein, and around 200 grams of carbs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is a big pendulum swing for me.  Or... if you will... more of this seesawing.  When I was pregnant with both of my kids, I had gestational diabetes &amp; I was counting carbs &amp;amp; avoiding them like the plague.  Now it's a different challenge &amp;amp; I have to stay away from a lot of types of protein that I could load up on when I had diabetes.  I dread the day when I have to avoid BOTH carbs AND fatty protein.  And at that stage of life they usually take away your salt, too, for high blood pressure!  Argh!  Getting old is no fun.  But I'm sold on the idea that it's a little funner when obesity doesn't add to all the problems you already face.  I have got to lick that problem, and I will.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8412406792882286751?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8412406792882286751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8412406792882286751' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8412406792882286751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8412406792882286751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/good-eating-weekbad-exercising-week.html' title='Good Eating Week/Bad Exercising Week'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-1106225550054620316</id><published>2007-06-05T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:07.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Grocery Store Is Your Friend</title><content type='html'>First, an update on our crazy filtering software- it took out the word "innocent" from my last post!  Why would it censor that word????????  Argh!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second, I am a new participant in the &lt;a href="http://makeyourselfapriorityin2007.blogspot.com/"&gt;Make Yourself A Priority in 2007 Challenge&lt;/a&gt; for June.  I am really excited, especially since it seems like so many of us are on the same page (digging deep and re-locating the motivation/commitment... ups &amp; downs).  My partners that I get to cheerlead are &lt;a href="http://pointsandpounds.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jeannie&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://amethystrunning.blogspot.com/"&gt;Amethyst&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://foodiewanderings.blogspot.com/"&gt;Maria&lt;/a&gt;.  Go     "girls"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://findingmahealani.typepad.com/"&gt;Michelle&lt;/a&gt;, the guru of the challenge gave us an invitation to  photograph a "before and "after" and do a little fridge makeover.  So, ever willing to be candid, here is how my fridge looked last night:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RmYNldgVXyI/AAAAAAAAANs/MbFiOFuFZus/s1600-h/june+03+07+024.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RmYNldgVXyI/AAAAAAAAANs/MbFiOFuFZus/s320/june+03+07+024.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072756967506009890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Let me take you on a little tour.  I'm proud to say, it's mostly good news with a little room for improvement.  (In other words, this is not my splurge refuge.  It is usually found elsewhere.)  But actually, I will let it sink in that it's one thing that I'm doing well &amp; not try to discount it or feel guilty for giving myself a pat on the back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Good:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;1% milk- actually, honestly, I usually drink skim.  It's not milk that puts on the pounds for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salmon from Trader Joe's&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Blue pitcher is what I fill with 8 cups of water every day, and I try to empty it by the end of the day.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Salsa- SparkPeople.com's favorite ingredient&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SparkPeople lunch leftovers which I ate today (beans, brown rice &amp;amp; low fat sour cream along with crackers &amp; spicy eggplant dip)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sugar-free jello&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whip cream (no weight watcher's points for 1 serving- believe it or not, it's very low cal &amp;amp; low fat because it's mostly air)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Smart Balance Light Buttery Spread- Omega 3- need I say more?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whole wheat bread&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I promise I'm not hiding any treats in the door.  Just condiments, kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;The Bad:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chocolate and mint frosting leftover from the &lt;a href="http://nataliesotherblog.blogspot.com/2007/05/mint-brownies-you-cant-take-them-with.html"&gt;mint brownie episode.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hardly any yummy fresh produce.  A kiwi- that is really it.  The rest is yucky &amp; was thrown out after this picture.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Whipped cream cheese.  Could be dangerous, but I promise I'm not abusing it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;Today as per my official June Goal (see sidebar) my breakfast wasn't good (I took my kids to McDonalds &amp;amp; didn't pick the low cal stuff for myself).  BUT my lunch &amp; dinner were good.  Snacks... do you really want to hear this?  Ok.  We were desperate, we pulled out some chocolate from the freezer.  But I ended up throwing it away since it was old &amp;amp; freezer burned.  Also, I think I did the right thing today by making it a rest day from exercise.  I'd like to be burning calories, but my body was truly exhausted from yesterday, not getting enough sleep &amp; getting over a cold.  Like I said, I can't let myself be a perfectionist on this, or I'll burn out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to solve some of the food challenges I was having today, I sent my husband to the grocery store this evening to get food for my SparkPeople meal plans for the rest of the week.  Not going to the store often enough triggers set backs for me.  Back when I was successful on Weight Watchers (before my son was born way back in 2002), I did really well on the program when I was practically a Trader Joe's rat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If it's dramatically different &amp;amp; exciting, I'll post the fridge "after" photo tomorrow.  Good luck to you all.  Get those grocery lists going!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-1106225550054620316?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1106225550054620316/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=1106225550054620316' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1106225550054620316'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1106225550054620316'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/grocery-store-is-your-friend.html' title='The Grocery Store Is Your Friend'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RmYNldgVXyI/AAAAAAAAANs/MbFiOFuFZus/s72-c/june+03+07+024.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-1587126403187397914</id><published>2007-06-04T17:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T18:14:27.833-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bleeeeeeep!!!</title><content type='html'>How frustrating!  We have this filtering software on our computer, and it takes out words in the emails &amp; blogs I post so that they sometimes make no sense!!  In the previous post, it took out the word "adult" or (in case it filters it again, the definition is, "mature, developed, fully grown, grown, grown-up, of age, ripe, ripened."  If you were totally confused, you can read it again, and I have edited the post and replaced it with the word, "adult" in quotes.  It seems to be allowing it if it's in quotes.  But if it doesn't,   I guess I'm going to be doing a lot of random replacement keys * and $ and % and # and what have you.  Sheesh!!!  All this because we are trying to keep the trashy stuff that is out there out of our home!!!!!  It did it to me with the word, "girl" (as in young female) and the word "dead" (as in has bitten the dust).    All "innocent" contexts, of course.  I don't know how to solve it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is SORRY!  And I SWEAR I'M NOT CRAZY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And great news the bad cycle has been broken- I ate 3 great healthy meals &amp;amp; healthy snacks, kept exactly on my SparkPeople meal plan, and topped it off with a spin class at the gym, and weights afterwards!  Whew!!  Usually this good of a day is a red flag to watch out for burning out.  That's what I tend to do.  Be really perfect, then if I mess up, then I'm horrible for a little while until I can get myself back on track.  But at least the horrible phase was only 4 days instead of 4 months or 4 years, right?  :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-1587126403187397914?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/1587126403187397914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=1587126403187397914' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1587126403187397914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/1587126403187397914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/how-frustrating.html' title='Bleeeeeeep!!!'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2267071725521687123</id><published>2007-06-02T18:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T18:02:54.700-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Is There An  "Adult" In The House?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.davidniblack.com/templates/_reaching.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.davidniblack.com/templates/_reaching.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I think this will be another post where I psycho-analyze myself to a degree to try to find out why I keep failing at sticking to a weight loss plan.  Sigh.  So you might want to go to your next blog and skip this one if you are searching for some success stories to motivate you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The psychoanalysis part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told by a psychologist that everyone has 3 aspects to their personality or decision-making mechanism.  A child, a parent, and an      "adult".  And that sometimes when people are depressed or have other psychological problems, one of the 3 is missing, and the most healthy person is the one where the 3 are most balanced.  However, each one has their pro's and cons.  So for me:  I definitely have the parent.  I can be nurturing, but I can also yell &amp; chastise (myself more than anyone).  The child is there sometimes allowing me to have some fun, but the bad part is what I'm doing now:  saying &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;Screw it all!!!&lt;/span&gt;  I'm eating 2 helpings of this ice cream &amp; I don't care!!"  But the "adult," which is the voice of reason is kinda missing in my equation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;The weight loss/gain discussion part:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing SO WELL for about 3 days on SparkPeople, then on a really stressful day, I decided to eat the unhealthy kid food that my kids were begging for in the grocery store.  We ate hotdogs &amp; soft white buns for lunch.  I had 3!  Argh.  And I just let it kinda go downhill from there.  Italian food, ice cream, cookies, trail mix, skipping a few days of exercise.  My head is hanging very low.  I have been a bad      indeed.  Do you see why I need some "adult"       voices in my head instead of just the condemning parent and the rebellious child?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would a logical, reasonable       do in this situation?  I can only borrow strategies from other people, since my brain doesn't generate them on its own.  &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/You-Owners-Manual-Waist-Management/dp/0743292545/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-5280565-3443032?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1180835899&amp;amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Dr.  Oz&lt;/a&gt; says, if you get lost &amp; you're using GPS, it doesn't berate you for making a mistake, it just says, "Please do a U-turn at the next possible opportunity."  It's true.  The      , mature, reasonable thing to do would be to go on a walk tomorrow and stick to reasonable portions &amp;amp; healthy alternatives to desserts &amp; snacks.  Ok, if only it were that easy.  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I have one more rant to go on in the psychology topic &amp; then I'll be done for today, I promise.  Someone said depression was like laying on the couch &amp;amp; being unable to get up.  And 3 feet away from you was a magic wand that could solve all your problems and help you be able to get off the couch.  However, as hard as you might try, you just can't reach the magic wand, even though the dang thing is only 3 feet away!   Sometimes I feel that way about losing weight.  I'm a highly educated woman and I know that eating less and moving more would solve my weight problem.  Well, duh!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It's just right beyond my reach, like the magic wand, and try as I might I just can't grasp it. &lt;/span&gt; It's a really "easy" solution, but it's so "hard" that it feels impossible at times.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Since I feel like I can't send this off to the universe ending on a negative note, I want to say that I'm not giving up.  I'm looking forward to printing out the grocery list for the SparkPeople meal plans and doing much better next week.  Self-forgiveness is the only way to break negative cycles.   SELF, I FORGIVE YOU!!!  YOU'RE STILL A GOOD PERSON!  YOU'LL SEE SUCCESS YET!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During other trials in my life, I've found that when it seems like I'm reaching for that magic wand or solution that seems unobtainable, what my soul is really reaching for is God.  May he grab my hand and your hand as we try to do the right thing this week &amp; take care of the bodies he has given us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2267071725521687123?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2267071725521687123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2267071725521687123' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2267071725521687123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2267071725521687123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/06/is-there-adult-in-house.html' title='Is There An  &quot;Adult&quot; In The House?'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2360599499309953884</id><published>2007-05-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T18:54:32.281-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The SparkPeople Epiphany</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://sparkpeople.com/news/genericpictures/sparkNews175x175%282%29.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://sparkpeople.com/news/genericpictures/sparkNews175x175%282%29.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to say THANK YOU so much to the many fit blogs that I have read that clued me in to &lt;a href="http://www.sparkpeople.com/"&gt;SparkPeople.com&lt;/a&gt;!!  It's been a couple months since I signed up, but just 3 days ago, I really actually learned how to track your food &amp; exercise, so I've actually for the first time since January, (when I signed up for Weight Watchers for the 4th time, then quit after a week,) TRACKED MY FOOD/calories, fat, etc.!  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Go me!  Woo hoo!&lt;/span&gt;  I think that's some good progress.  I was amazed that it will generate meal plans, grocery lists and weight workouts for you &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;all for free!!&lt;/span&gt;  I love being told what to do, sometimes.  You know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, admitedly, I only kept within the calorie range 1 out of 3 days, but it was a good education for me on where I can do better &amp; where my stumbling blocks are.  I didn't actually realize that I was eating as much fat as I am.  So there is definitely a red flag.  But the good thing about SparkPeople, was that it was not as much pressure as WW.  ("Oh no, I didn't follow the plan this week!  I'm wasting my money!")  Everything on the site was extremely positive and I loved how it gave you reward "points" for doing all those little things like reading articles, tracking your food, drinking your water.  So if the scale isn't budging, you still get a small pat on the back for the things that you ARE doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only thing I wasn't able to figure out is if it links the calories burned during exercise to your food calories.  That's one thing I liked about WW ("I had an hour of cardio today, so I get to eat 4 extra points of food!").  And the other question I had for any of you SparkPeople experts- I understood that the points were just for fun, right?  No actual real reward for the points, right?  That was actually ok with me- I found myself still really happy for getting the points for drinking my water, etc. &amp;amp; trying to do more healthy stuff just to get those useless points.  So any way you look at it, it's a good thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2360599499309953884?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2360599499309953884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2360599499309953884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2360599499309953884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2360599499309953884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/05/sparkpeople-epiphany.html' title='The SparkPeople Epiphany'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-277229049585962573</id><published>2007-05-19T17:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T18:37:32.057-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Mint Brownies:  You Can't Take Them With You When You Die</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://magazine.byu.edu/issues/83/1373/1702.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://magazine.byu.edu/issues/83/1373/1702.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wish I could explain to you how much I love mint brownies.  There is an elite list of comfort foods that I have, and yes, I know everyone has them.  Mint brownies are on that list, cinnamon rolls, sugar cookies, the list is longer &amp; includes mostly breads &amp;amp; sweets.  My husband knows that mint brownies are on that list.  For Mother's Day, he gave me some homemade mint brownies.  Yes, brownies.  Not jewelry, perfume or something for the house.  My mother's day gift was mint brownies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, the other day I started to worry about the psychological (and spiritual?) health of someone who loves these foods THAT much.  The brownies were almost gone, but not quite, and my husband threw away the remainder.  When I found out, I was really peeved.  And it hit me that I didn't like how greedy I was being about these stupid treats.  I reminded myself a bit of the story of the miser that spends his life amassing money thinking that it gives him power and then he dies &amp; guess what- you can't take it with you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could better understand the psychological reasons why I can't just stop at one or why eating the treats brings me so much happiness that I'm willing to trade it for a healthy body weight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One psychologist I talked to suggested fasting.  Does it have to do with the fear of being hungry or the lack of appreciation for food in general since I usually don't have to go hungry?  In the &lt;a href="http://www.mormon.org/"&gt;religion I practice&lt;/a&gt;, we fast once a month (=go without food &amp;amp; water) for 2 meals, then give the money we would have spent on food toward a fund for the poor of our area.  We are supposed to use it as a time to let the spirit overcome the demands of the physical body and get closer to God.  I do practice this, and although I'm not the best at having a good attitude about it, I know that's not what would fix the problem for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another psychologist asked if I was nourishing my body in other ways.  In other words, was I stuffing my face at times, not because I was physically starving, but emotionally starving, or not getting other nourishment that I needed in terms of enough sleep, etc.?  I think that's closer to the mark, especially since I eat so much junk and comfort food when I'm stressed.  Honestly, though, I still don't know what to do about it.  And I guess I better find out before I find myself at the end of my life not having valued the right things ENOUGH.  Oh, of course I love my family more than treats, and I love God more than I love treats.  But why do I spend so much time thinking about treats, making them, and worrying about eating enough of them?  I don't want to be a brownie miser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd love to hear your ideas about changing my outlook and my psychological need for the treats.  If I don't change, I'm afraid that I will end up to be the woman in the casket, a lifeless hand beautifully arranged, clutching a mint brownie near my heart.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-277229049585962573?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/277229049585962573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=277229049585962573' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/277229049585962573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/277229049585962573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/05/mint-brownies-you-cant-take-them-with.html' title='Mint Brownies:  You Can&apos;t Take Them With You When You Die'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-4231146227258229685</id><published>2007-05-12T23:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T08:19:06.404-07:00</updated><title type='text'>When you didn't lose fat, you lost water</title><content type='html'>I have found it helpful/motivating to weigh myself every day.  I know there are 2 schools of thought on this, but for my particular personality/situation, I am in the weigh-yourself-every-day school of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, it gives me imediate feedback on what is going on with my body at the moment.  If I have gained a few pounds, I know that I am bloated, constipated, whatever, and that I weighed 3 pounds less yesterday, so I don't freak out thinking that "exercise is useless &amp; I will now give up."  When I used to weigh weekly, it would go all wrong.  I'd work really hard all week just to see a gain, or I'd be horrible &amp;amp; cheat all week, just to see a loss.  And this every day system has given me the reality check that &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I can't take the credit for losing weight on a day that I'm sick or dehydrated.  I  can only take the credit when I've burned some serious calories and eaten less.  The only happy weight loss is the fat.  Not muscle.  Not water.&lt;/span&gt;  Here is what I learned from Fitness Magazine that I thought I'd share with you below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make your weight &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;artificially&lt;/span&gt; low:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sweating a lot&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Just having worked out&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Drinking alcohol (dehydrates you)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Eating a lot of protein (generates extra waste products, you pee a lot, you lose water)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Being sick (again, dehydration)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Coffee, any caffeine (or other diuretics)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things that make your weight &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;artificially&lt;/span&gt; high:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The clothes you have on&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You just barely drank a lot of water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You just ate a bunch of vegetables (they are fibrous &amp; full of water &amp;amp; will add weight until they digest)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You ate a lot of salty foods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;You're constipated&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;How 'm I doin?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Eating:&lt;/span&gt;  Terrible.  I have been snorting down desserts until I'm stuffed.  Just writing this blog is helping me re-commit to thinking about it more in terms of &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;MODERATION &lt;/span&gt;&amp; just coming back to my senses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Exercising: &lt;/span&gt; Awesome!  Up until last week I never missed even one day of my work-out routine.  But last week I missed a few days, including yesterday, being sick.  But the truth is, I'm getting a bit bored.  I think I need to shell out the huge amount of cash &amp; meet with the &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;personal trainer again.&lt;/span&gt;  The main motivator for me is that it is like black &amp;amp; white how much it helps with my depression.  So I can't quit now (or even slow down!  I was doing so awesome!).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-4231146227258229685?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/4231146227258229685/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=4231146227258229685' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4231146227258229685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/4231146227258229685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/04/when-you-didnt-lose-fat-you-lost-water.html' title='When you didn&apos;t lose fat, you lost water'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-6225951082570052597</id><published>2007-05-02T19:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T19:53:20.311-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Something on which you can finally blame all the evils of this world</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/17/magazine/22wwln600.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/17/magazine/22wwln600.1.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently read &lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/17/magazine/22wwln600.1.jpg"&gt;this fantastic article&lt;/a&gt; answering so many of my questions about why the grocery stores in the US are full of so much fattening food, how in the world did they come up with hydrogenated fat and high fructose corn syrup (&amp; why they don't have things like that in Europe where they so arrogantly blast Americans for being fat-- I listened to it non-stop while I lived there for 5 years.  And I weighed a lot less then, than I do now!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would highly recommend reading this &lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/22/magazine/22wwlnlede.t.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ei=5070&amp;en=e287785d15206f07&amp;amp;ex=1178251200"&gt;New York Times article.  &lt;/a&gt;But if you're not going to read it, you should know that the reason why we're fat is we've been choked to death with fattening food all our lives in the school lunch room and basically, the affordable food is fattening because it's indirectly HEAVILY subsidized by the U.S. government.  (Corn &amp; soybeans.)  (Here's a great example from the article:  A twinkie versus carrots:  &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;[A Twinkie is] a highly complicated, high-tech piece of manufacture, involving no fewer than 39 ingredients, many themselves elaborately manufactured, as well as the packaging and a hefty marketing budget. So how can the supermarket possibly sell a pair of these synthetic cream-filled pseudocakes for less than a bunch of roots?&lt;/blockquote&gt;I was so incensed after I read this article, that I immediately wrote emails to my Congressmen, Senators, and even the governor for good measure, in case there was anything he could do on the state level.  I just feel that yes, we can fight the problem by only shopping at Whole Foods, where they don't even let food in the door if its ingredients give you heart attacks.  But it's expensive.  And it's a tough problem to fight when you're fighting a 2 year old and a 4 year old who go to the grocery store with you and see all the fruit snacks and cereals on their eye level.  The Farm Bill makes environmentalists mad, it makes our foreign trading partners mad, and it makes health conscious people mad.  Another accurate, bulls-eye concept from the article is that the Farm Bill is not about farms, it's about food, and it's about time that the every day eaters of the food get a say.  The Farm Bill only gets reauthorized every 5 years, so this is the year that counts.  They fix it this year, or we and our &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;kids&lt;/span&gt; get extra padding on our butts thanks to the US Government until 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/22/magazine/22wwlnlede.t.html?pagewanted=1&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ei=5070&amp;en=e287785d15206f07&amp;amp;ex=1178251200"&gt;Read the article.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2007/04/17/magazine/22wwln600.1.jpg"&gt;Contact your Congressmen.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;5 Happy Things&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Even though it was hard, I really enjoyed going to the gym in the morning today instead of the evening.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;It helped that both kids were in preschool this morning!  Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I made &lt;a href="http://yourheartout.com/?p=491"&gt;this yummy salad&lt;/a&gt; for my family last night.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The beautiful warm weather.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to card club tonight and seeing Stephanie off before she moves to CA.  I especially enjoyed her 2 sweet daughters.  One was a happy cute baby that just gave you endorphins when you smiled at her.  The other was an adorable toddler who made her entrance at one point naked and soaking wet.  :)  Such cute kids.  We'll miss you, Stephanie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-6225951082570052597?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6225951082570052597/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=6225951082570052597' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6225951082570052597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6225951082570052597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/05/something-on-which-you-can-finally.html' title='Something on which you can finally blame all the evils of this world'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2544676375935197642</id><published>2007-04-25T18:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T19:15:39.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Some Food Journaling</title><content type='html'>... not to publish this as a good example, but more of an opportunity for those WW veterans, those fiber &amp; veggie addicts, those able to succeed in avoiding sugar... to actually mock what a job I'm doing feeding myself.  Go ahead.  I deserve it.  Here are the last 3 days give or take a Hershey's kiss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today:&lt;br /&gt;B: Cheerios, skim milk, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: Stouffer's tuna &amp;amp;  noodles&lt;br /&gt;D: Portabella mushrooms, onions, sundried tomatoes, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;frescata type roll&lt;/span&gt;, spinach salad with raspberries &amp; balasamic vinegar&lt;br /&gt;S:  &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cinnamon scone,  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;skim milk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday:&lt;br /&gt;B:  Cheerios, skim milk,&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L: &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;2 McDonald's chicken snack wraps, small fries, 3 chocolate chip cookies&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Artichoke soup, 1 slice whole wheat bread with Smart Balance buttery spread, lite Ceasar salad from a bag&lt;br /&gt;S: graham cracker&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Day Before:&lt;br /&gt;B: Cheerios, skim milk, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;sugar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;S: 1/2 banana&lt;br /&gt;L: Brown rice, broccoli, Purdue Shortcuts chicken, &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;chocolate cupcake&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Grilled ginger marinated chicken, tortilla salad from a bag&lt;br /&gt;S: frozen mixed berries &amp;amp; vanilla yogurt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2544676375935197642?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2544676375935197642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2544676375935197642' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2544676375935197642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2544676375935197642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/04/some-food-journaling.html' title='Some Food Journaling'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-2080368677348128052</id><published>2007-04-18T09:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T12:04:57.773-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring Cleaning</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.just-in.net/eBay/drawersCloseUp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px;" src="http://www.just-in.net/eBay/drawersCloseUp.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mother nature has been procrastinating like crazy before giving this DC area any warm weather.  Some weeks ago, we had a couple 70 degree days &amp; even an 80 degree day.  So I was forced to break out the capris, burmuda shorts, etc. that I wore last year.  Some still fit but horrifically, some were er... um.... had shrunk in the dryer??  Yeah, yeah.  That's it.  I recently heard that several different weight loss mentors veto the practice of keeping "skinny clothes."  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;No more "skinny jeans,"&lt;/span&gt; etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, but it's my motivation to lose weight," you say.  Really?  I'm on the mentors' side on this one, actually.  It's NEVER worked for me before, and what it does to me is make me feel bad about myself every time I look at it.  Totally depressing!  Guilt &amp; self-flagellation are not a good motivators for me.  And let's be real.  By the time I do lose the weight, that item of clothing will be pathetically out of style &amp;amp; you could find much cuter stuff in the stores.  Plus, saving clothes in 4 different sizes made my closet a &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;big cluttery disaster&lt;/span&gt;.  Who has room for that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to tell you, it felt quite liberating to banish clothing that didn't fit me.  We always keep a bag handy that we're filling up with stuff we don't use anymore &amp; it was easy to just make the decision, throw it in the bag &amp;amp; in a week, it was gone forever- thrown into the Good Will trailer.  And the question is- did I give up on the weight loss &amp; decide that since I threw away the too-small-clothes I could just sit on the couch &amp;amp; eat chips?  Actually I didn't, amazingly enough.  I still have the same goal to get more fit and healthy.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;This week will be the 5th week in a row that I've exercised 5 days a week/1 hour sessions.&lt;/span&gt;  I'm going strong on the exercise &amp; the mini-goals* are hit or miss, but they would be that way anyway.  But I have a neater closet &amp;amp;  less guilt floating around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Losing weight is a little bit like de-tox, isn't it?  Too much sugar or bad fats poison your body &amp; make you more susceptible to heart disease, diabetes, cancer, etc., etc.  Exercise clears your head, helps you sweat out the toxins, burns excess fat.  Why not unload other things that are bad for you or make YOU feel bad about YOURSELF?  Start by getting rid of the toxic clothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mini-goals for this week:&lt;br /&gt;Wed. (today):  write in this blog&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.:  Read a chapter from &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Body-Clutter-Love-Your-Yourself/dp/1416534628/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/104-1859235-1035125?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;qid=1176921925&amp;sr=8-1"&gt;Body Clutter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fri.:  Listen for negative thoughts and replace with positive thoughts&lt;br /&gt;Sat.:  Journal all my food for the day.&lt;br /&gt;Sun.:  Watch portions- shoot for palm size servings.&lt;br /&gt;Mon.:  Eat one more serving of fruit/vegetables than I would normally eat.&lt;br /&gt;Tues.:  Watch my posture all day.  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Suck in that gut.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-2080368677348128052?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/2080368677348128052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=2080368677348128052' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2080368677348128052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/2080368677348128052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/04/spring-cleaning.html' title='Spring Cleaning'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-6727683271556474307</id><published>2007-04-09T18:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T18:55:30.519-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Body By Barb</title><content type='html'>Sorry for my recent lack of posting. Things that have been keeping me busy include cleaning up throw-up for 45 minutes (my son's), learning how to make a video on Windows Movie Maker (see all my hard work at &lt;a href="http://eliandmia.blogspot.com"&gt;eliandmia.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; (my "kids' blog"), and last but not least, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;exercising my butt off&lt;/span&gt;! Yay for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Barb is a personal trainer at the gym I go to. She gave me this plan to follow:&lt;br /&gt;Monday: 60 minutes of cardio&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: 15-30 min. of weights, then 30-60 min. cardio&lt;br /&gt;Wed. rest&lt;br /&gt;Thurs.: 15-30 min. of weights, then 30-60 min. cardio&lt;br /&gt;Fri.: 60 min. cardio&lt;br /&gt;Sat.: 60 min. cardio&lt;br /&gt;Sun.: rest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight routine is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Horizontal Quad press&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cross Cable system, Lat pull while standing on wobble board&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cross Cable system, chest (straight arms, pull from stretched out to side at shoulder level to stretched out in front of you) while doing lunges&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Step onto step alternating legs while doing bicep curls and overhead presses with dumbbells&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Two arm bent-over row with dumbbells&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crunches and cross over sit ups using the exercise ball&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lean your body sideways over the exercise ball and feet against the wall, outside arm behind head and reach upwards challenging your obliques.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;I have been getting in the 1 hour/day 5 days/week for the past &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 weeks&lt;/span&gt;!!!!! I know it's a very slow way to lose weight (just exercise &amp; not much change in diet), but I have seen some results. I'm down to about 205 (-3 lbs since the last time I posted my weight).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;On the food topic- what I've been managing to do is set micro-goals. Smaller than mini-goals. For example, today my goal was just not to eat dessert. Other examples of my 1-day-only goals have been to avoid hydrogenated &amp;amp; saturated fat, to avoid high-fructose corn syrup, to drink 8 glasses of water. One day I eliminated white flour. (That was quite a good healthy day. I was allowed chocolate, though. See why I can make it through a goal like that?) For me it's next to impossible to eliminate all of it, all at once. I would crash and burn and quit. So these are my &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;baby steps&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-6727683271556474307?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/6727683271556474307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=6727683271556474307' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6727683271556474307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/6727683271556474307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/04/body-by-barb.html' title='Body By Barb'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7576997660506191029</id><published>2007-03-24T18:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T18:51:40.054-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Positive Thinking</title><content type='html'>I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8 (&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;TEEN&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a size 8!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Alarm goes off at 5:45 a.m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a morning person!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am an early riser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love going to spin class!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;The rest of the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done exercising for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so proud of myself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can do it again tomorrow.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7576997660506191029?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7576997660506191029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7576997660506191029' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7576997660506191029'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7576997660506191029'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/03/positive-thinking.html' title='Positive Thinking'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-9217686495327023851</id><published>2007-03-15T20:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:07.405-08:00</updated><title type='text'>You Can't Photoshop Fat</title><content type='html'>I heard someone say, "Inside every old person is a young person that is really surprised." Well, I think inside every fat person is a really surprised thin person!! I was shocked yesterday when we got back our recent family photos. "Who is that chubby girl in my family photos that remotely looks like me?" Ouch. It really hurt to see the truth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sort of knew I had been avoiding being in the majority of our family's home videos &amp; photos. It's terrible! I am cutting myself out of my family's pictorial history. Do you do the same thing? And when you look in the mirror, quick as a flash look at the not-so-flattering profile-- ouch! Don't dwell on it. Let's just concentrate instead on the more flattering angle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the most depressing part is that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;seeing these pictures&lt;/span&gt; revealing how chubby I am &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;led to a string of bad choices.&lt;/span&gt; I played with the photos for a while on some Photoshop-equivalent software, and the fat just wouldn't go away. So I went in the kitchen, devastated, and ate 6 cookies. I was depressed all night, ate 6 more pieces of chocolate and went to bed late, causing me to get up late this morning, yell at my kids, be late for preschool, have no time for breakfast, but I grabbed 2 cookies instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realized where this chain had started, and I decided to break the chain by going on a walk today. Book club was at my house tonight, so I did have dessert with the girls. But I feel like my motivation to make better choices is slowly getting stronger. Taking walks the past 3 days has been really therapeutic that way, also.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The report:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exercise:&lt;/span&gt; Haven't been back to spin class, like I had intended, but I did go on 3 45-minute walks because the weather has been so nice. Also, I made the decision to meet with a personal trainer this week (I meet with her every several months to get a plan I can work with on my own). My biggest problem that I hope she helps me with is that I'd like to work in weights, pilates &amp;amp; yoga, but I feel guilty anytime I'm not doing hard core cardio. Because I'm so panicked about losing weight, I feel like every opportunity that I have for exercise, I should always be doing cardio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Food:&lt;/span&gt; Monday &amp; Tuesday I didn't splurge on the desserts like I usually have been doing every single day. I only had 2 York Peppermint Patties each day. Wednesday was the downward-spiraling day. Don't worry. I am doing a U-turn. Plus I have been drinking 8 glasses of water for the past 3 days as well. It's progress. (It's my goal to start counting things- whether calories or points or whatever after a while, but I need to start slow &amp;amp; going easy on the sweet things is a good start. Right?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weight:&lt;/span&gt; yesterday I weighed 00.0 lbs (my daughter had been jumping &amp; stamping on the digital scale &amp;amp; it wasn't working). But today I weighed 208.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is the offending photo: (and it exacerbates things a bit that it is the "floating head" style of photo, so it's just this floating chubby face without the body attached.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042361920924156770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RfoRc5WkA2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/am0mp_2fkZ0/s400/Chubby+Family+Photo+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-9217686495327023851?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/9217686495327023851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=9217686495327023851' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/9217686495327023851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/9217686495327023851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/03/you-cant-photoshop-fat.html' title='You Can&apos;t Photoshop Fat'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/RfoRc5WkA2I/AAAAAAAAAKE/am0mp_2fkZ0/s72-c/Chubby+Family+Photo+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-5597597041989740255</id><published>2007-03-11T17:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:00:55.375-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Calling All Helpful Books</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Going on the theory that being educated on a subject helps you convert to that specific way of life, I am doing some homework. Here are a few weight loss books I have on my shelf. I'd love your suggestions for others to add. And I'm shooting for ones that deal with eating psychology, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*GOOD*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; recipes/menu plans, and the medical science of weight loss (like the Dr. Oz books).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Running-Angels-Inspiring-Journey-Personal/dp/1590383818/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1173582628&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Running With Angels&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Fit-Life-Harvey-Diamond/dp/0446300152/ref=pd_bbs_2/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1173582750&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;Fit For Life I &amp; II&lt;/a&gt; (I use these strictly for the recipes. Extremely healthy &amp;amp; tasty!! And I own at least 3 or 4 Weight Watchers cook books that are good.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/He-Did-Deliver-Me-Bondage/dp/1930738013/ref=sr_1_1/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1173649130&amp;sr=1-1"&gt;He Did Deliver Me From Bondage&lt;/a&gt; (about addictions, of which food is one)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/You-Owners-Manual-Waist-Management/dp/0743292545/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1173582300&amp;amp;sr=1-1"&gt;Body Clutter&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/You-Owners-Manual-Waist-Management/dp/0743292545/ref=pd_bbs_sr_3/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;s=books&amp;amp;qid=1173649235&amp;sr=1-3"&gt;YOU: On A Diet: The Owner's Manual for Waist Management&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/YOU-Owners-Insiders-Healthier-Younger/dp/0060765313/ref=pd_bbs_2/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;s=books&amp;qid=1173649235&amp;amp;sr=1-2"&gt;YOU: The Owner's Manual: An Insider's Guide to the Body that Will Make You Healthier and Younger&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And on my wish list are &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1593373287/ref=wl_itt_dp/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;coliid=I320DZ4H4ILFAS&amp;amp;colid=29NYXPJRWLLLJ"&gt;Tales From the Scale &lt;/a&gt;and &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/0553804340/ref=wl_itt_dp/105-1438684-3716410?ie=UTF8&amp;coliid=I1WZE6K0CES45X&amp;amp;colid=29NYXPJRWLLLJ"&gt;Mindless Eating&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Also, an author I'm very intrigued with is &lt;a href="http://www.geneenroth.com/"&gt;Geneen Roth&lt;/a&gt;. But she's written a lot of books on the subject. Have you read any? Which one should I start with?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A little report for you:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Exercise&lt;/span&gt; since I last wrote: Just one 45 minute walk yesterday. Better than nothing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Food&lt;/span&gt;: I can't even talk about it. But the past few days I've been doing really well with WATER drinking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Weight&lt;/span&gt;: 207.5&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-5597597041989740255?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/5597597041989740255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=5597597041989740255' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5597597041989740255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/5597597041989740255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/03/calling-all-helpful-books.html' title='Calling All Helpful Books'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-3268913897059793378</id><published>2007-03-06T15:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T09:27:47.777-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ch ch ch changes</title><content type='html'>So the final &amp; last excuse I'd like to vent &amp;amp; then painfully wad it up and throw into the bonfire is this one: I have handled every major change in my life by adding 5 pounds to my body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved in 5th grade- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hit puberty- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved in 9th grade- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved in 11th grade- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved in 12th grade- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to college- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Served an LDS mission- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Done with college moved- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Got married- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;My dad died- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Had my kids- well... of course I gained a lot but I never quite lost it all (let's say I kept around 20 extra pounds because of the whole experience)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Moved within the state here in VA- gained 5 pounds&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Voila! I weigh what I weigh now, which this morning was about 209. Luckily, I don't foresee any immediate big changes, but maybe I can make a giant NOTE TO SELF, and the next time I'm facing a huge change, double up on the exercise or try to lay off on the comfort eating.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But in the meantime a big part of my life RIGHT NOW is all about getting rid of this very physical baggage. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here's my mini-report to you all: I've got another &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;spin class&lt;/span&gt; under my belt. Yay! (Did I say I had a good time in the spin class in my last post? I must have lied. It really isn't fun. But I did feel good afterwards, and I feel like I'm getting more bang for my buck with this type of cardio.) With my eating, I haven't been the poster child for weight watchers or any other diet, but here's the positive part- all my breakfasts have been stellar. I've only eaten instant &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oatmeal&lt;/span&gt; every day (either Weight Control type or Women's Nutrition.) It's a good start in more ways than one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-3268913897059793378?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3268913897059793378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=3268913897059793378' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3268913897059793378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3268913897059793378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/03/ch-ch-ch-change.html' title='Ch ch ch changes'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7797392552183868354</id><published>2007-03-02T11:26:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-12T13:36:07.816-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Reh7c1gidlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pTEy2y3-2yQ/s1600-h/eli+sandpile+soft+edges+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037411918544008786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Reh7c1gidlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pTEy2y3-2yQ/s400/eli+sandpile+soft+edges+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Reh7dFgidmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/x-krN4Y2v7s/s1600-h/Mia+Couch+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037411922838976098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Reh7dFgidmI/AAAAAAAAAIU/x-krN4Y2v7s/s400/Mia+Couch+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Meet Excuse #3 and Excuse #4 for my being at least 50 pounds overweight. So here's the story that I'm sticking with (or actually maybe I'm not sticking with it any more. I'm abandoning it as something that repeats in my mind over and over again and probably impedes my progress. &lt;a href="http://nataliesotherblog.blogspot.com/2007/02/metabolism-mess.html"&gt;See my last post&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, back to the story. Before I had Eli, I went on weight watchers weighing somewhere around 179. I got down to somewhere around 165-169 depending on the day. Well, I gained 50 pounds while pregnant with Eli. Then post partum, I only lost 30 of that 50. Yes I went to weight watchers, but I never got down too much past 170-175. Then I had Mia &amp; only gained 30. I lost 20 of that 30, but have since then gained an additional unimaginable amount &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so I am now right around delivery weight&lt;/span&gt;, and contrary to what some rude people assume (and even ask!!! yes! how devastating. But I'm not the first one that's been asked if I was pregnant when I'm not, and I won't be the last,) I'M NOT EXPECTING A BABY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little tangent for the good of society: here's a rule you can stick to if you are one of those people that is tempted to ask someone if they're pregnant when you don't know for sure if they are: NEVER ASK SOMEONE IF THEY ARE PREGNANT UNLESS YOU SEE AN ACTUAL BABY EMERGING FROM THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mentally, I need to learn not to complain about leftover baby weight. Wad it up and cast it into the fire. Just look forward to what good things can happen with my weight in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I want to end on a good note, I will tell you something unfortunate first: Girl Scout Cookies have entered our house. I was powerless against them. (I've heard a lot that will power is overrated &amp;amp; you mostly just need to make sure things like that stay far away from you.) Oh well. We will just pick up ourselves up where we fell off the wagon and continue onwards...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A great thing to report&lt;/span&gt;: today I went to my first spin class. And I didn't die! I think my resistance/tension level on the bike was possibly lower than it should have been, but I actually had a good time. A great thing about it is that I won't be scared of the unknown anymore. It'll be easy to go again &amp;amp; I hope it will be a frequent habit.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7797392552183868354?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7797392552183868354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7797392552183868354' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7797392552183868354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7797392552183868354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/03/meet-excuse-3-and-excuse-4-for-my-being.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/Reh7c1gidlI/AAAAAAAAAIM/pTEy2y3-2yQ/s72-c/eli+sandpile+soft+edges+Standard+e-mail+view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-3932275181683253889</id><published>2007-02-24T18:17:00.003-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T12:46:41.678-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Metabolism Mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.gravelponds.com/scheduledevents/images/bonfire.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.gravelponds.com/scheduledevents/images/bonfire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span&gt;My husband &amp; I went to Brigham Young University for our undergraduate degrees. And through thick &amp;amp; thin, we are also BYU football fans. The past several years have been a bit rough for the football team. They fired a coach year before last &amp; hired a man named Bronco Mendenhall. He had a great season this past fall &amp;amp; due in part to his unconventional approaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We read an article in BYU Today that said when the coach first started out, he invited all the players to a bonfire gathering up in the mountains. He gave the players piles of sheets of papers on which they were to write everything they thought was wrong with the past football program. The players wrote &amp; wrote and the sheets filled up fast. Then they started to read them aloud one by one. When they were done with each one, the coach took the paper &amp;amp; threw it in the fire. When he was done with that, he took a helmet from the past season and threw IT into the fire along with a uniform from the past season. They changed the uniforms, the logo on the helmets and symbollically burned up any excuses for past bad behavior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd like to submit to you my "Excuse #2" for wadding up and throwing into the bonfire. I just need to get it out and complain about it and be purged of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, anyone my age has the old boring excuse of "my metabolism isn't what it used to be." I always say that at midnight on the night of your 26th birthday, 1 twinkie turns into 12 twinkies. But in addition to that bleak truth, I've been taking medications for depression &amp; insomnia that have helped a little with the depression, but have turned around and depressed my metabolism. In 2 months after starting these meds, I gained 20 pounds. Then after a year and half, I gained 10 more. Tragically, these pounds didn't go away when I stopped taking the medicine that makes you gain weight. It's up to me on my own to work them off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I feel like my deck's been stacked a little unfairly. But that's it. No more moaning about this excuse. But I still have a couple more excuses to write down on this blog &amp;amp; then I'll be done. Bear with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to let you know, though, speaking of bearing burdens, I had 30 minutes of weight lifting today and over an hour of stationery bike at the gym. Go me!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-3932275181683253889?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/3932275181683253889/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=3932275181683253889' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3932275181683253889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/3932275181683253889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/02/metabolism-mess.html' title='Metabolism Mess'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-7276622657828293488</id><published>2007-02-23T08:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T09:05:55.738-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Excuse #1</title><content type='html'>I am searching, searching for my motivation to make changes and stick with them, and for some reason, I want to talk about what got me into this mess. Then when I'm done explaining to you all my many excuses, then maybe I can forget about the past and move on to progress in the future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Excuse #1 for weighing as much as I do:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had knee surgery last year. Last Feb. I was in a KICKBOXING class and landed badly not once but twice and ruined my meniscus and ACL. It was one of those things where I should have slowed down &amp; not done those jumps... the spirit was so willing but the flesh was weak. I had surgery in March, and a second one in August. All my cardio exercises came SCREECHING to a halt. I had really loved jogging and those types of aerobics classes with the (evil) high impact. But forget about it until May/June of this year ONLY (says my doctor) if I train properly &amp;amp; even then- sort of a bad idea. Sob! Sob!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had been sailing along at a plateau of about 180 or so after my 2 kids were born (stay tuned for excuse #2) and keeping from gaining tons by all the cardio (because it's so not fun to restrict your diet...) So now I have to sort of change paradigms and it's hard. I know I can try spin classes or power walking, but I haven't acquired the taste for them yet &amp; I'm just in a slump with the whole cardio thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out this weird week of weighing myself (same time of day every day- 1st thing in the morning):&lt;br /&gt;2/17: 209 lbs&lt;br /&gt;2/18: 207 lbs&lt;br /&gt;2/19: 210 lbs&lt;br /&gt;2/20: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;201.5 lbs &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;(Hello! Welcome to the twilight zone! I weighed myself twice &amp;amp; sure enough! And my jeans were even loose that day. But it didn't last)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2/21: 207 lbs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exercise: pretty pathetic. Only one day I did a Yoga for Weight Loss video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eating bad stuff: yep. But I'm not going to dwell on it. Someone needs to throw that peanut butter fudge away!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-7276622657828293488?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/7276622657828293488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=7276622657828293488' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7276622657828293488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/7276622657828293488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/02/excuse-1.html' title='Excuse #1'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8186992895625748175.post-8771134027231819262</id><published>2007-02-20T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T18:16:06.447-08:00</updated><title type='text'>What is a triglyceride anyway????</title><content type='html'>I decided to create this blog as a confessional and sort of as some quasi-accountability for some of my goals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So what do I want to share? I guess just the situation I'm in for starters... Intellectually, I believe it when I see that the scale says 210 (and I'm 5'3"). Psychologically, I am in complete denial. There is no possible way that I could be at this weight when that's the weight that I was when I delivered both of my children!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am also in denial that the lab tests could possibly be correct when they said that my cholesterol was 288 (over 200 is too high). And my triglycerides were 1175 (over 150 is too high. Yes, that's right, I said ONE THOUSAND SEVENTY FIVE was my triglyceride level.) Over and over again I kept saying, What? Are you kidding me? What? Are you kidding me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I have to look at this as a beginning point. Starting this blog can be some sort of symbol for me. It will be long and hard as I somehow reclaim my health and body. But I have to start the journey. I just have to. I'd love to hear from those of you that are also on this road. What was it like when you started out?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8186992895625748175-8771134027231819262?l=itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/feeds/8771134027231819262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8186992895625748175&amp;postID=8771134027231819262' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8771134027231819262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8186992895625748175/posts/default/8771134027231819262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://itsjustnotthatsimple.blogspot.com/2007/02/what-is-triglyceride-anyway.html' title='What is a triglyceride anyway????'/><author><name>Natalie C.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10463944619586110995</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='23' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_efGPIzGdODY/SxhJ8JK9AgI/AAAAAAAABUE/U3-xatnYjCA/S220/patheticPictureThatIsTheBestICanFindBlackandWhite.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
