Sturgis is creeping ever closer!

Well, had my weigh in yesterday, down another 1.2 LBS, which I’ll take considering I was away from home for 3 days.  Turns out we’ll be leaving for the rally super early, Saturday morning instead of Monday afternoon, meaning lots of shakes for me to pack, along with all my misc clothing stuffs.

We’ll be staying at a cousin’s for two nights, the skipping to another cousin’s for three nights, then spending three nights in a hotel.  Not bad lodging price: $639 for 8 nights during the week of the rally 😉  Thank god for family willing to put up with my crazy ass!

I get to do some serious genealogy research while I’m out there, lots of family lived and died in them there hills, so it’ll be a good experience.  Gonna try to get some death certificates from county courthouses etc. so that will be interesting to say the least, and on top of that, ride enough motorcycle to get saddle sore and need a hot soak to relieve muscles every night, and some aloe for the sunburns I’m sure to get.

On the bright side, I’ll be painting my toenails bright freaking purple this week so they look gor-geous underneath my sexay new shoes, which of course will be accompanying me to Sturgis.

I tried some new fruit drinks this week, by Bariwise…I can say the Strawberry Kiwi made me want to throw up the whole time I was drinking it, and I would not wish that on my worst enemy.  Pineapple Orange however, is pleasantly surprising.  I have my usual standbys, Proti-Thin dream bars, cinnamon crunch wonderslim bars, puddings, oatmeal and as always, the good ol’ GNC shake mix.  I’m hoping to hit 160 while I’m in Sturgis, or at least build up some serious muscle from all the riding I’ll be doing…here’s hoping, and if I don’t check in before then, stay safe to all my followers!

The Salty Truth (also a Page)

Or rather, the sodium truth…

So today I’m looking up information regarding sodium, because 1/2 tsp of salt is required on the Ideal Protein Diet, and I think to myself…why?

Well, turns out, that 1/2 tsp of salt = 1000mg of sodium, and the MINIMUM recommended amount of sodium for a person is 1500mg/day.  The downside is that the recommended MAXIMUM amount of sodium recommended is only 2,000mg/day … so basically you have a 500mg window, which when you think about a lot of our favorite foods, that’s not much.

A Big Mac, for example, is 1010mg of sodium, so that’s over half way to the sodium goal of the day.  Oh wait, you had a medium coke with that?  8 Ounces contains 30mg sodium, but since you’re getting it carbonated, you’re only getting about 15mg…Oh, and you had this as a Value Meal?  Let’s add some medium fries with that, 270mg of sodium.  We’re not even looking at the carbs (Although that’s 48, 56, and 46g so totals about 150g).  So far during lunch you’ve had 1010+15+270mg of sodium (that’s 1285mg for non-mathletes)

So basically you’ve kissed your sodium intake and carb intake for the day, all in the span of your 30 minute lunch break.

Now let’s take a look at Ideal Protein products.  I’ll pick three packets, one from each category (Shake, Soup, Pudding)…

Cappuccino = 180mg sodium

Chicken A La King Soup (very popular) = 630mg sodium

Milk Chocolate Pudding (sounds safe) = 110mg sodium

So our total intake for the day so far is 920mg of sodium, leaving a deficit of 680mg sodium for the minimum amount to have…guess what…they say to have 1/2 tsp of salt, which is 1000mg of sodium, so we are now at 1920mg of sodium for the daily intake, when 2,000 is the maximum considered healthy.  I would like to point out the items I chose were in the middle to low range of each category, although there were items significantly lower in sodium.  Fun fact, eh?

Ahhh, and we forgot our vegetables!  Canned vegetables are significantly higher in sodium than fresh (go figure, salt preserves things) so we’ll do a quick comparison:

Asparagus: 4spears<canned> 207mg , <raw> 6 mg (no I’m not kidding)

Broccoli: 1 cup<cooked> 64mg, <raw> 20mg

Celery: 1 stalk<raw> 32mg

Lettuce, Romaine: 1cup<raw> 4mg

So when in doubt, go with lettuce 😉 Although it’s free and this would help explain why.

In conclusion: Ideal Protein has sodium in its packets for preservation and flavor, but not in contents quite high enough to justify the need of so much salt in a given day.

With that said, pass the salt please.

Sodium In the Diet

72 Hours of Life

Well, it’s been 3 days since I posted last…wow that feels weird!  My weight has bounced around a bit, going down down up so far, but it’s looking like I could realistically get down to 161 by Monday, so kind of pumped about that.

I leave to ride my motorcycle to the twin cities tomorrow, got a brand spanking new helmet, I heart Icon stuff.

Alliance Rubatone Helmet

I went with a flat black helmet, and it’ll be so much lighter than my current helmet, and it fits so much better that I’m sure I’ll be much more comfortable riding in it for extended periods of time.  Eventually I’ll need new gloves and a jacket, but at least this way I’ll know my brain is safe…might borrow my husband’s jacket for the weekend, with me losing all this weight I can actually FIT in his jacket now (yes I was bigger than my husband, God that’s irritating to me).

So I got my new shoes for hitting 30 pounds lost, go me!  These shoes are a-mazing looking, and the most uncomfortable thing in the world, but hey, beauty is pain, right?

I’ll be picking up some Dr. Scholls for her-High Heels edition prior to our trip to Sturgis, as these puppies will be gracing my feet at least for SOME of the time that we’re out there, even if that means I can’t pack something else (goodbye curling iron and hair dryer).

Well, that’s it for the excitement of my life, oh, except I tried the Cinnamon Vanilla cereal from Bariwise, it’s similar to cardboard…but eh, such is life.

Peanut…Peanut Butter…and Carbs!

So I’ll admit, I have a guilty pleasure.

Every day, our German Shepherd/Husky needs arthritis prevention pills, which he gets in the morning and again at night.  Well…GNC made the pills “peanut butter” flavored, which is an extremely bold lie.  They smell like something died in the bottle and is half-way decomposed.  Needless to say, poor Dante (dog) is NOT willing to eat those on their own.

Dante, my best buddy

So, to liven things up a little, I decide to coat the pills in ACTUAL peanut butter (we had Jif Reduced Fat) which he looooves.  Unfortunately, so do I!  So occasionally I’d grab a scoop of peanut butter and just eat it right out of the jar (I’m such a barbarian, I know).  Let’s face it though, there are some days that you just need a spoonfull of peanut butter to make the crap of life go down (sorry Mary Poppins, couldn’t help myself).  I actually took the time to read the damn label at one point, don’t ask how long ago because it was long enough that I REALLY should have known better.  Let’s talk about some fun filled reading shall we?  The “Reduced Fat” Jif (which I looove so much) :

Reduced Fat Jif label

We have 13 grams of NET carbs (that’s total minus fiber btw), 12g fat, 190 calories, and 7g of protein.  That’s still “restricted” in the carb category for me, not to mention the “bonus” of 12g of fat, all for a piddly 7g of protein?  Alright fine, I might be up on my high horse about the unfairness of the all, but that didn’t stop me from dipping a butter knife into the golden goodness of peanut butter and having a bit for myself.  However, I did decide if i was going to be sneaking peanut butter (because it’s totally secret that everyone can now read that I sneak peanut butter), that I needed to change up my drug of choice.

Yesterday I went to our local supermarket and picked up “the necessities”.  Not to get off on too long of a rant, but “necessities” has never ended up being “just” necessities.  Naw, I got fruit snacks in Star Wars shapes and some Cinnamon Toast Crunch for my husband to have for random snacks, picked up a Glade air freshener thing, none of which were on my list, a list which only consisted of: toilet paper, peanut butter, milk.  Awe, oh well, such is life.  Back to the peanut butter!

So I was in the Peanut butter, Jelly, and Bread aisle at the store (let’s face it people, that is a BRILLIANT marketing strategy) and I looked at my options; holy crap Batman, the world of Peanut Butter is rife with drama, intrigue and like 45 selections to choose from.  I check out the “natural” peanut butters and come to a conclussion for carbs:  Jif “Natural” has 8g of carbs, and 2g of fiber (=6net carbs), and its second ingredient is SUGAR! “Simply Jif” (which I unfortunately didn’t take the time to find in the store and just now noticed on the website) only has 6g of carbs and 2g of fiber (=4net carbs!), and sugar was the second to last ingredient listed on the label.  Smuckers was in close second, and the winner (for me) was Skippy Natural.   Unfortunately, 20/20 hindsight has informed me that this was a poorer choice than Simply Jif, as this too has sugar as the second ingredient.  The only difference in this case is that Skippy only has 4 ingredients in the peanut butter, making it pretty manageable.


So now, when I scoop a bit of peanut butter, I’m now taking in 4g of carbs, instead of the original 13.  Skippy Natural peanut butter…$3.25…knowing that I’m getting only 1/3 of the carbs I originally was eating from peanut butter = priceless.  Now, all I have to do is get the damn dog to stop staring at the jar longingly every morning, that’s my job.


Fortunate Friday

Well, I’m awake, and some how that feels like an accomplishment in and of itself.  Last night was somewhere between fun and epic, with a short pitstop in the neighborhood of miserably hot.

My weigh in this morning was a comfortable 164.0, meaning another 0.2 pounds lost, nice and consistent so far this week with how my losses have been progressing.  I sometimes wonder why I blog in the early morning light, instead of in the middle of my day or just before bed.  I think it’s because the morning is so inspiring.  The day has yet to begin, and is still full of possibilities.

I had thought about what I wanted to post before going to bed, but couldn’t for the life of me remember the title of the song.  This morning, I woke up, opened my laptop (good morning my ‘widdle widdle mac) and it was there, the title; as if it had been waiting for me all night just to find it.  Wear Sunscreen.  This song came out while I was a freshman in high school.  How appropriate is that? Give advise to the new kid on the block in a form that would stick with me for more than 10 years.  Wow time has flown by.  Enough of my trip down memory lane.

Without further adeui, I give you Everybody’s Free to Wear Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann.  

Ladies and Gentlemen
If I could offer you only one tip for the future, sunscreen would be
it. The long term benefits of sunscreen have been proved by
scientists whereas the rest of my advice has no basis more reliable  than my own meandering
experience…I will dispense this advice now.

Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth; oh nevermind; you will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded.

But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you and how fabulous you really looked….

You’re not as fat as you imagine.

Don’t worry about the future;

or worry, but know that worrying is as effective as trying to solve an algebra equation by chewing bubblegum.

The real troubles in your life are apt to be things that
never crossed your worried mind;

the kind that blindside you at 4pm on some idle Tuesday.

Do one thing everyday that scares you.


Don’t be reckless with other people’s hearts, don’t put up with
people who are reckless with yours.


Don’t waste your time on jealousy; sometimes you’re ahead, sometimes you’re behind…the race is long, and in the end, it’s only with yourself.

Remember the compliments you receive, forget the insults;

if you succeed in doing this, tell me how.

Keep your old love letters, throw away your old bank statements.


Don’t feel guilty if you don’t know what you want to do with your
life…the most interesting people I know didn’t know at 22 what they wanted to do with their lives, some of the most interesting 40 year olds I know still don’t.

Get plenty of calcium.

Be kind to your knees, you’ll miss them when they’re gone.

Maybe you’ll marry, maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll have children,maybe you won’t, maybe you’ll divorce at 40, maybe you’ll dance the funky chicken on your 75th wedding anniversary…

what ever you do, don’t congratulate yourself too much or berate yourself either – your choices are half chance, so are everybody else’s.

Enjoy your body, use it every way you can…

don’t be afraid of it, or what other people think of it, it’s the greatest instrument you’ll ever own..


even if you have nowhere to do it but in your own living room.

Read the directions, even if you don’t follow them.

Do NOT read beauty magazines, they will only make you feel ugly.

Get to know your parents, you never know when they’ll be gone for good.

Be nice to your siblings; they are the best link to your past and the people most likely to stick with you in the future.

Understand that friends come and go,but for the precious few you should hold on.

Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle because the older you get, the more you need the people you knew when you were young.

Live in New York City once, but leave before it makes you hard; live in Northern California once, but leave before it makes you soft.


Accept certain inalienable truths: prices will rise, politicians will
philander, you too will get old, and when you do you’ll fantasize
that when you were young prices were reasonable, politicians were noble and children respected their elders.

Respect your elders.

Don’t expect anyone else to support you. Maybe you have a trust fund, maybe you have a wealthy spouse; but you never know when either one might run out.

Don’t mess too much with your hair, or by the time you’re 40, it will look 85.

Be careful whose advice you buy, but, be patient with those who
supply it. Advice is a form of nostalgia, dispensing it is a way of
fishing the past from the disposal, wiping it off, painting over the ugly parts and recycling it for more than it’s worth.

But trust me on the sunscreen…