Top of the muffin to ya!: Week 2

Me: "I know absolutely everything about how to lose weight! How come I'm still fat?" 

Brandon: "Haha. Baby, some are meant to play the game.  Others are meant to coach." 

With that, I give you this week's update on my three part approach to reclaiming fitness by May:

1. I did exercise every day.

2. I've relaxed the veganism, as I knew would eventually happen, into snobby vegetarianism. I've realized that I absolutely can't get worked up about the conditions under which organic milk and eggs are produced. If the animals are treated humanely and aren't given antibiotics and hormones, I just can't get worked up.  Call me Type B. Sure, it'll take a little more work on my part to find out where products like this are sold, but it's a small price to pay for being able to eat yogurt, again. Yogurt is good for you. Diatribe over.

3. I drank a gallon of water every single day. And my wedding ring fits over my huge, jammed-way-too-many-times-to-be-healthy knuckle, again. Bliss.

Highlights:

1. The purchase of blood oranges. ..Yeah, they taste pretty much like regular oranges but they're creepy and look like blood and that's fun. I aspire to hook Harper on them, so she can add it to her repertoire of scary things she's able to do to ward off bullies.  I wouldn't have messed with any kid who ate blood oranges for lunch.

2. The persimmons were restocked at our grocery store this week! Have you ever eaten a persimmon? Buy one. They're sweeter than fudge and they're so good for you! They're ripe if they're ugly, have black spots and are so soft that you could poke your finger right into it. Don't eat them until they're like this.

3. A Starbucks Short Latte. It's 8 oz. It's not on the menu. It's cheaper and obviously has less calories. These are good things. Try one!

Lowlight: 

The low point of the week came yesterday.  Harper was causing a huge ruckus in the back seat so when we stopped at Einstein's, I ordered her a cinnamon raisin bagel.  When I got back to the car, I realized it was a cinnamon sugar bagel and knew immediately I was doomed. Shore nuff, before we got home, I had eaten half of it. You know.. In those little bites that don't have calories. ((Looks around for the vegan police, 'cause it sure wasn't soy butter holding all that stuff on the top of that bagel)). 300 calories. For half.

Result: Down 4 lbs. In your face, players.