WIAT: 12.16.14

Breakfast: A mishmash of coffee with milk, a sugar cookie, a bite of cookie cake, and two Hershey’s kisses. (HEALTH!) 401 calories.

Lunch: Spinach burrito (again) with Mexican rice, black beans, cheese, salsa, and spinach. 674 calories.

Dinner: 1 cup cooked pasta with fresh mozzarella, tomatoes, zucchini, basil, capers, olive oil, and garlic. 464 calories.

Total: 1,539 calories.

Tonight’s dinner was the first time I cooked for myself in ages.

WIAT: 12.15.14

Breakfast: Lots of coffee with milk and sugar. 117 calories.

Lunch: Burrito with Mexican rice, black beans, cheese, salsa, and spinach. 674 calories.

Dinner: Chipotle salad with Romaine lettuce, rice, fajitas vegetables, chicken, salsa, and sour cream. No dressing. 545 calories.

Total: 1,336 calories.

WIAT: 12.14.14

Breakfast: 10:30 am. 1 cup coffee with milk and 1 tsp sugar. 60 calories.

Lunch: 2:00 pm. Salt and pepper grilled chicken on baby greens with sherry vinaigrette and a crostini. 730 calories.

Dinner: 7:00 pm. Chipotle burrito bowl with white rice, black beans, chicken, fajitas vegetables, pico de gallo salsa, tomatillo salsa, and sour cream. 660 calories.

Total: 1,450 calories.

WIAT: 12.13.14

Breakfast: 9:30 am. 1 latte, 1 cup of coffee with milk and 1 tsp sugar, 1 banana. 295 calories.

Lunch: 3:00 pm. El Pollo Loco chicken breast and wing, broccoli, macaroni and cheese, salsa, and 2 corn tortillas. 725 calories.

“Dinner:” 7:00 pm. 1 tall 2% hazelnut latte from Starbucks and a snack-sized bag of Lay’s Sour Cream and Onion potato chips. 350 calories.

Total: 1,370 calories.

Being sick is weird. I was super hungry when I thought about eating but was so busy with the closing night of the show and still being sick as a dog that I didn’t think about eating that much. Which results in a “dinner” (ironic quotation marks intended) of potato chips and a sweet latte.

No exercise, unless coughing a lot counts as exercise.

Yesterday.

I spent most of Monday (the day I tracked!) steadfastly trying to ignore the fact that I was getting sick. I drank something like 4 liters of water, more tea than you can imagine, chowed down on Zicam lozenges and Emergen-C packets and tried to harness the power of positive thinking. None of it worked. I woke up Tuesday with an incredibly painful sore throat and the sure knowledge that I caught — you guessed it — the common cold.

I get a cold like this at least once a year. I’m a high school teacher, and children are filthy. It’s really no big deal. Most of the time I just sort of suffer through it for the week or so it takes to pan out. Like all of us do when we get this crappy, not-sick-enough-to-stay-home cold.

But this time, it’s just worse. I feel stupid for saying that, but it’s true: I can’t remember the last cold that hurt this much. My throat is so painful and tight that I feel like I can’t really talk (actually, I straight-up can’t talk) or even breathe. I can barely eat or drink. My ears hurt and my nose and eyes hurt. After attempting to teach a class without talking, I finally gave up and went to the doctor who swobbed for flu and strep (neg to both) and dismissed the idea of a sinus infection. Just a cold.

I feel like a huge baby, but this “just a cold” is doing me in.

Of course, this couldn’t come at a worse time. It’s the end of the semester, so every class I teach counts toward something important: a big presentation or working on important semester-end projects or finishing up a text. Nothing that a sub can really do. Plus, I’m helping direct the fall play, which runs at my school this week. I’ve been at work every day until 7:30 preparing for the show for weeks now. (I guess, no wonder I’m sick?) Tonight is opening night.

GAH.

This cold is on top of a whole host of weird health issues that I won’t get into right now. I haven’t felt “normal” since… well, last winter, when I was eating and exercising normally. Hmm. Connection?

I meant to track yesterday, and even started to do so, but I quickly fell apart right around lunch. I’m sorry.

I’m just eager for things to get back to normal. Or normal-ish.

WIAT: 12.08.14

I know, I know. These are boring. I know. I’m so sorry. But I’m starting to scare myself with all the off and on and the creeping, insidious weight gain that I suspect has now officially put me over the 170 mark.

Blogging what I eat daily has been hugely successful before, and even though I’m way, way out of practice with the regular blogging, I’m hoping it’ll work again.

Breakfast: 7:15 am. Sourdough toast with 1/2 tbsp butter and 2 slices of ham (open-faced sandwich, I guess), plus coffee with milk and 1 tsp sugar. 305 calories.

Lunch: 12:30 pm. Giant bowl (2.5 cups!) of Trader Joe’s Chicken, Barley, and Vegetable Soup. 275 calories.

Second Lunch: 2:15 pm. 1 cup pasta with homemade ratatouille. 300 calories.

Snack: 4:00 pm. 1 package Famous Amos mini cookies. Two packets of Emergen-C and several Zycam lozenges (IamnotgettingsickIamnotgettingsick). 380 calories.

Dinner: 8:00 pm. Chipotle salad bowl with lettuce, black beans, fajitas vegetables, steak, salsa, and a dab of sour cream. 433 calories.

Total: 1,693 calories.

The soreness.

This week I doubled my workouts! That means (don’t get excited for me) that I worked out twice, which, incidentally, is one workout less than I’d committed to. So actually, this is kind of a bummer post.

Last Sunday was a short hike to Griffith Observatory (glorious). Wednesday, I went to the gym and did what I considered at the time a terribly easy workout of tabata sprints, 15 pushups or so, a couple of planks, and some crunches. I woke up Thursday feeling like an old lady. I was sore all over, but especially in the critical arms/shoulders/chest/core area. And the hamstrings. The hamstrings! It’s like I only just discovered I had them.

The last workout I’d scheduled for myself this week was a yoga class, which I won’t be able to make now due to an unexpectedly busy social day. Instead, I’m going to just do a practice at home. Not the same thing as a class, but at least I’ll be doing something.

I’m about to go into two intense weeks at work. That means literally being on campus daily between Monday Dec 1 and Wednesday Dec 17. Yup. Daily. Many of those days will be sixteen hours of work, too. I really don’t want to set expectations too high, but at the same time, I absolutely cannot hold off on this bare minimum of training any longer. If my soreness this morning (still) after such an easy workout tells me anything, it’s that I’ll be in no shape to trek at the base of the Himalayas if I don’t get on it now.

For the week ahead, I’m aiming to do the following: a hills/incline workout at the gym (at least an hour), another tabata/strength training thing, and either a yoga class or yoga at home. To be frank, I may as well count on doing the yoga at home since classes may be hard to get to.

And that is that.