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my new best friend....

is a food scale. such a scary idea, but the food scale is a great little tool. i have "dieted" in the past, but followed the rules of thumb, such as 3 oz of meat being approximately the size of the palm of your hand. this method was far from exact, which is probably why my results on those diets were a bit slower to see. anyway, part of the diet portion of our plan specifies exact portion sizes. needless to say, we've been becoming slaves of the scale--food scale that is. it has been slightly eye-opening just how few cashews you get in 1 oz. or just how much 1/2 cup of rice actually is.

we've been doing really well. weighing our food is pretty impressive in my opinion, but i am even more amazed at our willpower. we've held strong to our diet and workouts (although I'd rather not talk about the yoga--i think i only made it 20 minutes.) i don't think we've actually gone without eating take out food for two weeks since we've been married and i am pretty sure i haven't gone two weeks without having a single piece of candy. i am pleased. i am even more pleased that i've stared temptation in the face and shot it down. bam!

chris has been in alabama this week for work, but he's managed to stick to the diet. this has been a huge battle for him as living in a hotel and eating healthy without doing takeout is tough.

the workouts are tough, but there is a great variety to keep me engaged. we did kenpo on saturday, which i was dreading, only to discover that it is one of my favorites. i guess it is my hidden desire to become a fighting machine! i enjoy the mix of weightlifting with cardio, but could really do without the yoga. i guess i am just not an inner peace discovering person. oh well. not loving one out of six isn't bad.

all in all, things are going well. i feel focused and ready to push on. my goal is to add some other cardio next week when i am finished with this single parenting gig.

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Anonymous said…
good job Kara, I am so proud of you! I wish you were here to motivate me! I need help!

Love ya,
Jessica

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