The long and winding road to fitness, day 63

Day 85: Diet Pepsi

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Oh, I was in a much better mood today…I got in an adequate amount of sleep last night…and I didn’t let myself get overly hungry either…plus I only had to work part of the day since I went in and worked on my Sunday off.  Combine all of those elements and you’ve got a happy girl on your hands!!

When I left work today, I stopped at Kroger for a few groceries.  You will not believe this (I can hardly believe it myself), but I bought diet Pepsi today.  What?  I’d gone how long without it only to cave and buy it today? But I did, and you know what?  It still tastes just as good as it ever did.  Do they put something in those things that make them addictive?  Don’t say it’s the caffeine…there’s plenty of caffeine in coffee and tea, but coffee and tea don’t call out to me like a diet Pepsi does.  One of these days…I swear, one of these days I will succeed in giving it up for good.  Someday but not today.

I rode the exercise bike this evening…the nice thing about an exercise bike is I can read from my stack of magazines while I get in a cardio workout.  I’ve got to do something to reduce that pile of magazines, guess I better put in a lot of miles on that bike, huh? 

My eating was so so today…I know I didn’t have enough veggies once again.  But I made up my cucumber, tomato and onion salad to take to work tomorrow…so I’ll be sure to get in a couple more servings tomorrow.  I bought an Asian pear at the grocery store today.  I don’t think I’ve ever had one of these, not being the biggest of pear fans.  But they looked interesting, so I said, “why not?”.  I’ll let you know if that goes on my like list of freggies.

It looks kind of like an apple, doesn’t it?

I also bought a box of the Fiber One brownies…this time I thought I’d try the peanut butter ones.

If these can keep me from buying  something sweet from the vending machine at work, it’ll save me about 250 calories a day…I can go for that!

Now I’m ready to make some salsa…I’ve got a few tomatoes that will be ripe in another day or two…then watch out!  Salsa!!  Was it on the Seinfeld show where they kept saying “salsa” over and over again?  I can’t help myself…there are just some words that I enjoy saying repeatedly, and salsa is one of them…along with origami…okay, now you’re getting a clue into how crazy I really am…not serial killer crazy, just crazy in a weird way…

Do you have any quirky little mannerisms you’d like to share with the rest of us?  Come on, don’t leave me hanging here by myself.

Beauty pageants for toddlers?

This kid on Toddlers and Tiaras is the epitome...

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Clicking through the channels one day brought me to a horror show…something to do with toddlers and tiaras…oh…my…word!!!  Unbelievable!  I’m not talking about these little county fair pageants where you put your baby in a frilly little outfit and take them on stage…I’m talking beauty pageants where the little girls are wearing all kinds of make up, their hair is done by a stylist, they’ve gotten manicures and pedicures, and they’re wearing sexy clothes more befitting a young twenty-something…twenty years, not twenty months.

Honestly, I just sat there with my mouth wide open, unable to utter a word, my head shaking back and forth in denial.  What are these mothers thinking?  What are they teaching their precious baby girls, that the way to succeed is to use your body?  That how you look is more important than who you are?

I’m all for dancing, I think it’s great exercise and a wonderful stress reliever, but these tiny little girls were dancing in a manner more appropriate for an adult night club…and even then, most of us wouldn’t want our daughters to dance like that in any situation.

These were baby girls made up to look adult, sultry, sexy…things they shouldn’t have the first thought about at that young age.  The thing I came away with was that most of the mothers seemed to be living through their daughters…almost like they had always had this dream for themselves, the dream of being a beauty queen…but had “settled” for living vicariously through their little girls…a sad situation for everyone.

Oh, and one thing I almost forgot to mention, most of those little girls were…how shall I put this?  Hmm…brats…loud, whiny, spoiled little brats…when you instill that kind of behavior in your daughter, you’re not doing her any favors.  They won’t develop true friendships, people won’t want to have anything to do with them, and they’ll have a skewed view of life.

Come on, people…let your kids be kids…don’t force them to live your dreams.