Calorie Counter

Today Rob and I are registering with a Calorie Counting program. I just started using this today and am excited that it does all the math for me - YAY! We're getting excited!!!!!

:o)
Becca

Day One - 289.6

Last night I asked my sister when we were going to start walking again, figuring she'd give me a few days of slacking before I got back into exercising. To my surprise she said "How about tonight?" Of course my brain immediately screamed, "NOOO!!!!!!" I reluctantly agreed and she met me with the boys at 5:30. We got going and walked our 2.5 miles in about 45 minutes. This was no easy feat considering we were dragging and pushing 30, 50, and 70 lbs of kids! I felt great,
<--- although my head looked like it was going to explode.

When we got back I made myself a half a cheese quesadilla with salsa. About an hour later I started to feel the urge to snack, so I decided to clean. I must be nuts, right? I lugged laundry around the house, vacuumed, dusted and scrubbed the bathroom.

When I got on the scale this morning (which was my "old" weigh-in time) I was shocked to see I am under 290. My "old" starting weight was 296, so I kept off 6.4 of the lbs I lose before. WOO HOO!!!! That made me feel awesome.

Tonight Mom E. is coming for dinner. I threw a whole chicken in the crockpot with lots of spices. I'm making mashed potatoes w/gravy, green beans, and rolls. I ate light today and I'm going to try to load up on green beans so I don't gorge myself on gravy and rolls. Oh how I love rolls. Too bad bread rolls = more fat rolls!

:o)
Becca

A New Day

What a summer...I slacked my way through the entire three summer months making excuses for eating junk and not exercising and now I feel kinda rotten. BOO! Not only did I screw up my own journey, but my hubby stumbled as well. We may have cooked a total of four times during the summer – we survived on pizza, hoagies, cheesesteaks, Chinese food and other take out junk. What a waste of money and calories!

Well, the mistake’s been realized and I’m happy to announce that WE ARE STARTING OVER! Today is a new day in my journey to losing 100 lbs. Back in August I ordered myself The Abs Diet for Women on Amazon. I started reading it as soon as I got it, but got disgusted with it and buried it under the bed. Last night I dug it out and dusted it off. Tonight I’ll start reading it again.

Rob and I hit the grocery store yesterday for the first time in about three months – pathetic, right? I’m totally bummed that I slacked this summer and missed all the roadside produce! *smacks forehead* Oh well – at least they still have a huge variety of fruits and veggies at the grocery store. We ended up picking up green beans, peppers, plums, bananas, apples and potatoes. We also got assorted lean meats, tortilla chips, salsa, sugar-free ice cream, 100% whole wheat bread and diet soda. We steered clear of the “no-no” foods we’ve been gorging ourselves on – bacon, butter, white bread... well, you get the idea.

I am not going to beat myself up over this, but I would like to apologize for letting you guys and myself down. I am renewing my commitment to myself today as well as to my readers. It’s time to move forward – let’s get back on track!

:o)
Becca

My Motivation

Today I need to remind myself why I'm taking this journey. Who am I doing it for? What am I going to do to stay on the "straight and narrow". I've been slacking a LITTLE. By some miracle of God I stayed the same during weigh-in on Friday (at 283.2), but that's not enough for me. I need to be LOSING. It is too early to hit a plateau!

Firstly, obesity runs thick in my father's side of the family. This has lead to diabetes, cellulitis, congestive heart failure, and a wide variety of other issues. My paternal grandfather passed away in his 60's due to heart disease. My paternal grandmother currently suffers from congestive heart failure and has been in and out of the hospital more frequently over the past few months. An aunt on my father's side passed away at the age of 44 due to her obesity, leaving behind a young daughter.

While we're on the subject of bad family history, my mother's side carries a strong gene for diabetes. My uncle passed away in his early forties from a heart attack while in the hospital for something related to his diabetes. My mother herself has an underactive thyroid (causing a slow metabolism) and high blood pressure. We also have a history of cancer on this side of the family with my maternal grandmom passing in her early fifties due to breast cancer.

All the family history aside, Rob and I would really like to start a family within the next two - three years. However, being obese and pregnant holds some really high risks: hypertension (high blood pressure), preeclampsia and eclampsia (hypertension and the presence of protein in the urine, which can affect both mom and baby), gestational diabetes (babies risk problems such as being large for their gestational age, which may lead to delivery complications, low blood sugar, and jaundice), Cesarean delivery and postoperative complications.

Wow, after I went back to proofread this, I realize it's time for me to get my booty back in gear. The odds are stacked against me, but I know I can beat them! Plus, Rob and I HAVE to have a baby soon so "THE MOMS" can stop bugging us about when they're going to get grandchildren!

Weekend Woes! 282.0

Friday Dinner: Don Pablos "Tejas" Combo (with Refried Beans and Corncake)

Saturday Breakfast: Chocolate Chip Pancakes and Sausage

Saturday Lunch: Leftover Don Pablos

Saturday Dinner: Large Extra Cheese and Pepperoni Pizza (at 10PM)

Sunday Breakfast: Cheese Omlette and Biscuits with Grape Jelly

Sunday Dinner: Chicken Fingers with Mozzarella Cheese Fries and REAL Pepsi

Somehow, after eating all that crap this weekend, I still managed to lose 1.2 lbs. Will wonders never cease?

Day Thirty-Four: 283.2

I am so so so so proud this week, so I'm gonna boast about myself!

I have really been watching the foods I am eating. I am sticking with appropriate serving sizes and not snacking horrendously late (8PMish). Aside from the night I ate two S'mores, I haven't had anything particularly "bad" for me. I even ate celery sticks and Ranch dressing for snack last night! Crazy, right?

I have exercised every single day this week. On Monday Rob and I did a workout in our gym. Tuesday Diana and I did two videos for one hour of cardio, thanks to Exercise TV. Wednesday night was another workout in the gym and this morning Diana and I did a Leslie Sansone 2-mile walking video - WHEW!

My hard work has paid off. So far I have lost 2.2 lbs. since Friday. My "official" weigh-in is tomorrow. I am going to give my body that extra day to catch up on ounces/lbs. before I report my "official" weight loss for the week.


Yay, me!!

Day Thrity/Thirty-One: 283.2

Day Thirty:
Today I dug out a shirt that I love, but stopped wearing because it was a little too snug. I am happy to report that it actually feels good on my body. Usually I stop wearing things when they are too clingy across the stomach (my biggest problem area). I'm like a child, pulling at my clothes constantly, rearranging, trying to make myself comfortable, etc, but I haven't touched my shirt once today. Yay!

Day Thirty-One:
I love my husband, but I never realized what a slavedriver he is! God bless him for that! He and I decided on a 5 lb. goal this week - and we are GETTING IT DONE! He's a great motivator for me, because when I get mad during my workout I feel like I can yell and he understands, but he still won't let me stop.

I finally got the stickers I wanted from Dollar Tree (FYI - I am OBSESSED with dollar stores) to decorate the gym. "If you can dream it, you can do it." Cliche, I know, but it keeps me motivated when I'm grunting away on the elypitcal.



Last night we did a 40 minute circuit workout in our "gym". We switched between 10 minutes on the elypitcal and 10 minutes on the weights. We switched four times, so we both ended up doing 20 minutes of cardio (elyptical) and 20 minutes of lifting. Well, actually, I set the timer wrong, so he ended up doing 25 minutes of cardio and I did 25 minutes of lifting.

Pre-workout... Notice I am still smiling...

...and post-workout when I wanted to KILL my husband...
...oh, yes that IS a fan I'm holding...

I guess all the sweating and grunting was worth it because when I weighed myself this morning I had lost 2.2 lbs (since Friday)!!

Day Twenty-Seven - 285.4

I LOST A POUND I LOST A POUND I LOST A POUND!!!!!!!!!!!!!
After another week of struggling with exercise I am finally back down to a total
loss of 10.6 lbs.

I realized today that I am eating too many Lean Cuisine "crispy" items. I love that little revolutionary, not yet trademarked, patent pending grilling tray!! I'm not talking about eating hundreds a day - I only have one at lunchtime - but I've been eating the same two or three. My favorite used to be the Chicken Club Panini, but I have eaten it to death! I had one today at lunchtime and holy gag reflex, Batman! I forced down half and threw the other one away. (Sorry, Lean Cuisine.) I hope this doesn't happen with the Pepperoni Pizza! I think it's time for a new "favorite". Help!!!

Day Twenty-Six

I went grocery shopping (finally!) last night. It may sound strange to you, but Shop Rite is my second favorite store (next to Bed, Bath, and Beyond). What's not to love? It's full of food!

About a month ago Rob and I were supposed to go grocery shopping after meeting a friend at Starbucks. We got there and realized that both of us forgot THE LIST (we did remember the coupons - thank GOD). We ended up spending twice as much as we wanted on crap we didn't really need and there was a lot of, "Wait - was this on the list? Well I'll get it anyway, 'just in case'." It was complete and utter insanity.

Needless to say I made sure I had THE LIST before I left the house. I also had my coupons all ready (thanks to my insane-O hubby). I got everything on the list and didn't really divert, except for one little treat.

I need to explain first that I love Bomb Pops (AKA "Firecrackers"). I have loved them since I started elementary school. Every year our cafeteria would have a cook out. You would get a hamburger or hot dog and a bag of chips, plus a ticket for a Bomb Pop. That little red ticket was like GOLD. Bomb Pops are the all-encompassing food that brings back memories of school ending. They signify the beginning of summer cookouts, pools opening, and catching fireflies. The best part? They only have 35 calories and NO fat!!!! That's right - 35 little bitty calories!!!! These delicious treats were on sale, so I had to get two boxes. Summer has officially started!!!!

Day Twenty-Five

A few months back we got an elyptical from a friend at our church (thanks, Nick!), which has been awesome to have - especially during all this rain! On Saturday Rob purchased a weight bench and weights from another friend at church (thanks, Mike!). Now we have enough to start a little home gym!

We currently have four rooms on our second floor. The first room is a guest room, which has a single bed, nightstand, and our iron and ironing board (although that really doesn't get much use). Next is Rob's Beatles room - the only upstairs room with cable - which means we have to have the computer in there, so it doubles as our home office. Then we have my music room and library, which houses all of my Hi-Lo tapes, music, my keyboard and favorite rocking chair, plus all of our books. Lastly, we have a storage room full of junk - Christmas junk, wedding junk, all kinds of junk.

These rooms don't get much use in the summer, because they do not have AC. Luckily enough, we do have an extra window unit (yay!). Our plan is to put that extra unit in my music room and set up our little "gym" in there. We will take the ironing board down and put it in our junk room. Then, we will move our books and rocking chair into the guest room. My keyboard and music collection will also be moved somewhere, but I haven't figured that out yet.

We will move the TV into this room and purchase a small (CHEAP) DVD player to accompany it. This way we can use workout videos (my personal favorite), watch our favorite TV shows, or listen to music while we workout. I'm also creating some artwork with motivational quotes --->
to put up all around the room.

I truly believe this little gym will be the boost we both need to get our weight off. One of us can use the elyptical while the other lifts. We never worked out together before, but I believe this will bring us closer together by giving us a chance to truly motivate one another.

Day Eighteen/Nineteen

Week 3 resulted in me gaining 1.2 lbs. I am upset by this because I did it to myself. I was so motivated in the beginning, but this week I lost my motivation. I haven't been drinking my water, eating my fruits and veggies, and it seems I've started to eat late in the night again.

When I did Weight Watchers I counted any non-caffeinated, no-calorie drink as a water. It's become false advertising to my body, however. My goal for this week is to drink 64 oz. of ACTUAL WATER to get some of my water weight off.

I also need to get back on the exercising bandwagon, so to help motivate myself I bought a new pair of walking shoes! Rob really needed new walking shoes - his are completely flat and he's been complaining that his feet hurt after we walk. So, we headed to Kohls to check out their selection. After an hour of trying on shoes, Rob decided on a $59.99 pair of Asics (although he was disgusted by the "sale" price). Before we left I decided I would try some on. One pair in particular caught my eye (because of it's tiny price tag of $39.99). I pulled down the only size 10 they had and immediately fell in love. They're like walking on air! I never owned a pair of Reebok's in my life, but I can tell you right now these are the only shoes I will ever buy again for walking. I can't wait to start exercising in them!

Day Sixteen/Seventeen

The past two days have been insane. My old high school buddy Bill came out for our walk on Monday. He and I started talking about the timeshare he owns in Disney. One thing lead to another and here we are planning a trip to Disney for me, him, and our other two high school friends.


I am a little concerned, because there is nothing more humiliating than having a ride operator ask you to "suck it in" while he tries to jam the lapbar into your gut. So, to avoid that embarassment, I am setting myself a weight loss goal of 60 lbs. by the time our trip gets here.

We are leaving for Disney on January 24th of 2010. That gives me 33 weeks to get my bootie in gear! Can I do it? YES I CAN! (Thanks, Bob the Builder...)

Day Fifteen

Can someone turn off the weekends? Why is it that I eat great all week, but then "blow it" on the weekends?? I binged... HARD... this weekend. L&M donuts on Saturday, followed by burgers, hot dogs, chips and dips at Lisa's birthday party - not to mention cake and regular soda. Pizza for dinner Sunday, followed by a carton of Ben and Jerry's at 10:00 PM. My stomach is turning just thinking about it.

When I started this crazy trip I was writing down everything I ate in a 5x3 notebook I kept in my purse. I would even count the waters I drank to make sure my daily intake was up to snuff. I made myself little notes about when and why I ate something and if I liked it.


On 5/21 I was really hungry at 11:40 (noted in the book), so I ate a Kudos bar, even though I knew I was having lunch soon. I realized that the cantaloupe just didn't cut it for breakfast by itself, and the next time I had it I also had a granola bar. My lunch, a Lean Cuisine Chicken Philly Flatbread, was too spicy for my taste - so I didn't buy it again. I also noted my nighttime snack calories because I feel like it's important to my success to keep track of how many calories I'm consuming after dinner.

Today I am renewing my commitment to myself to eat healthier and more consciously - not stuffing my face in front of the tube. I also am committed to exercising EVERY DAY this week.

Day Twelve - 285.2

Week 2, Day Twelve results a loss of 3.6 lbs. for a total loss of 10.8 lbs. over the last two weeks.

Day Eleven - 285.6

My internal willpower switch must be off. I broke my own rule about not getting on the scale (*hiss*) except for Friday this week AND I never exercised last night. I got on the scale this morning as a kick in the "bahookie". I haven't walked all week (I know, I know - how can I make a walking group and then NOT walk?!) and I haven't been eating particularly healthy. You may all want to smack me, but I still lost 3.2 lbs. I know the weight is still coming off easily right now because I've cut out all the soda and I'm drinking all the water and so on and so on. I feel guilty, though, that I've basically done nothing and I lost those pounds. I keep remindind myself that I AM working at taking the pounds off just by changing my eating habits and making some small sacrifices.

Thanks to Diana, I have found that Wal-Mart carries a TON of 100 calorie snacks and, as you all know, snacking is my downfall. Now I'm not a huge fan of the Nabisco-shrink-em-and-make-em-crunchy 100 calorie packs, so when she showed me the Swiss Rolls, Nutty Bars and Rice Krispie Treats I was ecstatic! At BJ's yesterday, I also discovered that Hershey's produces 100 calorie candy bars. There's no diet crap in them - they are just cut down in size so you're only eating 100 calories. Whoever decided to produce and market snacks in 100 calories is a GENIUS, and I'd like to give them a kiss.

Day Ten

In case you missed yesterday's post, I am refusing to get on the scale (*hiss*) daily this week for fear of what it might tell me. This is the reasoning behind today's title being only "Day Ten"... not "Day Ten - 400 lbs".

Yesterday was a complete and utter trainwreck. The weather was 20 degrees colder than Monday, when I had been swimming in a lovely, albeit chilly, pool with my nephews. We're talking gray, drizzly, hot-chocolate-and-cookies-attack-inducing weather. I told myself that I would go home and get on the elyptical, since we had to cancel our walk. Yeah. That happened. NOT!

I went home and made myself a short-stack... if a short stack actually consisted of 15 silver dollar-sized pancakes. In addition to this nauseating episode of carb overload, I also devoured four links of "Brown and Serve" sausage - all smothered in Aunt Jemima - God, I love her. Then, once I finished, I laid back in my recliner to "digest". Diana came over with Twilight and I was out of commission. I didn't move again for the rest of the night except to get into bed.

Needless to say - it was a pretty unhealthy day. My lapse in judgement resulted in me eating half the kitchen. Don't fret! I am back on track today! Breakfast was a quick Kudos bar and water and lunch was a Smart Ones and 100 calorie Swiss Roll with a Pepsi One. I am shopping with my B-I-L for Lisa's party on Saturday, so I will be home late. However, I prepped some bonless, skinless chicken for Rob to stick in the oven, so I will have dinner waiting for me when I get home (yay!). I haven't decided whether I want to elypticize, walk, or do a video On Demand tonight for exercise. Decisions, decisions.

Memorial Day Weekend

Hot dogs and burgers and s'mores - OH MY!

I decided NOT to step on the scale (*hiss*) daily this week, because I know this weekend will probably have wreaked havoc on my journey and I'd rather not be discouraged.

This weekend proved tougher than I thought it would be. I tried to stay on track by loading up on veggies and watermelon, but an occasional hot dog and burger may have sneaked their way onto my plate. I did well with the soda drinking, until my Aunt and Uncle ran out of Diet soda midway through their picnic on Sunday. I ended up drinking about 4 cans of regular Pepsi on Sunday. In my mind I keep reassuring myself that it's OK because I will be sticking to my eating and exercising routine strictly for the rest of the week.

Day Five - 288.8

FYI - End of Week 1 resulted in a loss of 7.2 lbs.

Day Four - 290.0

I got on the scale (*hiss*) this morning to reluctantly learn that I've gained .6 lbs since yesterday. Is that possible? Although I was disappointed, I'm actually enjoying this daily weigh-in thing. It makes me realize that maybe I shouldn't have eaten TWO bowls of cereal last night before bed. Plus, dinner was a little heavier than I would've liked. We had pasta and broccoli alfredo and a salad. A note to anyone who cares: Ragu's alfredo sauce tastes like nothing and is a waste of CALORIES! Although the dinner was not the best thing we could have made, I feel like it made me reach a benchmark - I restrained myself from having garlic bread!

I am a bread-aholic. Bread has always been my downfall. I love bread in all shapes and sizes: rolls, biscuits, slices, dumplings, toast - the list goes on and on. At any rate, I've been getting my daily "bread" fill at lunchtime, when I eat my Lean Cuisine Panini, but it's just not the same as eating a buttered roll. Ooo... maybe that's why I like bread so much... because it invites its cousin, butter. Anyway... back to the issue at hand - bread is really hard for me to pass up. I can eat four rolls in one sitting (with my normal dinner). However, I was really proud of Rob and me for both passing up the opportunity to overindulge. I asked him, as I was stirring our wheat pasta, if he wanted to throw two slices of garlic bread in the toaster. His reply, "I don't want it... it's so many calories for a little bitty piece of bread..." threw me for a loop. Way to go, Rob! My pre-journey response to this would have been *whine whine whine* until he gave in. The new Becca is no whiner! No pain, no gain!

I think I'm finally starting to get it!

Day Three - 289.4

Day three started out with hopping -well more like tiptoeing while trying to make myself as light as possible - onto the scale (*hiss*). My cringing was followed by a "WOOT!" when it told me I lost another 1 lb. That is a total loss of 6.6 lbs. I won't lie - there was a happy dance.

I feel great, because I am taking steps, literally, in the right direction on my journey. Last night we had eight people out for the walking group. I realized, after converting my pedometer steps from "km"s to miles that we were actually walking 2.5 miles, not 2 - that was an exciting discovery! When we got home, my shins hurt, my calves were spasming, and I was actually sweating. Five minutes later, after stretching and having some water, I felt accomplished. This whole experience makes me feel like I am working my weight off instead of sitting on the recliner balancing a bowl of ice cream on my fat roll wondering why the lbs aren't pouring off.

Speaking of ice cream, Diana gave me some great advice today about my "cheat treat". She said I should stay away from food rewards. How simple! Why didn't I think of that? In my brain, food is always a "reward" because it makes me feel good. Pre-journey, I would have been happy parked in front of the TV with a bag of Double Stuf Oreos in my lap for the rest of my life. However, I am reconditioning myself to be happy in situations, not in food. I was thinking, "Ooo, if I make goal I'm gonna get me a Rita's gelati," but after thinking about it, I'd really like a manicure. A manicure looks nice, makes me feel good, and will certainly last longer than a bag of Double Stuf Oreos! So, keep an eye out for my beautious nails!

Day Two - 290.4

Holy water weight, Batman! In case the math scares you I lost 5.6 lbs. since Sunday (my first weigh-in). I have to say I'm not all that shocked. I don't mean that in a self-centered way, like, "Yes, I'm the master of losing weight, just look at how skinny I've become!" I mean it in more of a "Yes, I am finally drinking 8 glasses of water a day - I guess the doctors were right," kind of way. (I hate when doctors are right.)

Yesterday I started my walking group (shameless self-promotion, I know). The turnout was awesome - five adults, five kids, and one dog named Dolly. I'm so glad Dolly came - she literally pulled the group. (You try keeping up with a pitbull chasing a rabbit!) During our walk my oldest nephew, Graham, and I had an interesting conversation that really made me think.
G: "Bubba, I don't think anyone is losing any weight."
B: "You don't? Why's that, Graham?"
G: "Because everybody still looks the same!"

Way to tell it like it is, Graham. I feel that way a lot of times. Why diet? I don't see any difference. I don't feel any different. I don't like sacrifice. Blah, blah, blah. Well, guess what? Those are all EXCUSES to avoid eating healthy...ily (is that a word?).

Rob and I went with Lisa and Scott to the Spirit of Philadelphia a few days ago for her 30th birthday. We had a fabulous time drifting up and down the Delaware. However, after looking at the pictures from this trip, I cringe. This picture of Rob and I really made me feel... icky. Thoughts include I can't believe I had to buy a size 26/28 dress; look at those arms; man, my face is huge; look at my butt - gigantic! Now I don't say that to have people say, "Oh no, you look great!" because, trust me, I don't. This is the heaviest I've ever been.

I know some people who would tear up a horrible picture of themselves. However, I feel that pictures like these help motivate me to lose weight and remind me why I'm taking this journey.

Day One - 296.0

My journey is starting at 296.0 lbs. of blubber. It sucks. I feel greasy and fat and nasty (yum, right?).

I never had a bad self-image, which is how I think I let this get out of control. I never cared what people thought of my weight (no - not even "deep down" - you psychologists). I was always comfortable with my body and the way my clothes fit and the way my face looked. I didn't realize how much weight I was putting on. I think this happens when you have an eating disorder.

For instance, bulemics or anorexics look in the mirror and think, "I'm a cow!" I, on the other hand, looked in the mirror and thought, "I look okay!" Now, when I look in the mirror I think, "MOOOOOOO!!!" All joking aside, I can feel the strain this weight is putting on my body. When I get up in the AM my back hurts. When I climb stairs, my knees creak and I feel like I'm going to pass out from lack of oxygen (think wheezing 80 year old smoker).

I remember the first time I ever went on a "diet". I was in fifth grade and my mom and I decided we both needed to lose some weight. We would eat healthy all week and allow ourselves a "cheat treat" on the weekend. It was awesome! The first week I lost 11 lbs. Can you believe it?? 11 LBS!! I am only hoping to be half as successful this week! I will be using the "cheat treat" method right now because I know myself - if I can't have ice cream sometime, I'll die! However, I will only allow myself that "cheat treat" if I make my goal (which I'm setting for myself).

Put on your seatbelts and come along for the ride!

GOALS (Week of 5/18)
~ Lose 7 lbs.
~ Drink 64 oz. water per day
~ NO sugared drinks (i.e. regular soda, juice, etc.)

Starting the Journey

I have no sense of "mind over matter". I think this is part of the reason I suffer from such bad anxiety. I struggle with being able to talk myself down. For instance, last night I wanted S'mores for a snack (hey - it wasn't Day 1 yet!). Instead of just having ONE or even two, I ate FOUR. Why did I eat four? Well, why not eat four? Most people can say to themselves, "Self, if we have everything we want all the time it will hurt us." I can't do that. This is something I'm working on: self-discipline!

Self-discipline is something I've never been able to find. When it comes to eating, I just eat whatever I want, whenver I want. When it comes to exercising I'm completely sedentary. My internal theory is something like "if it feels good, do it..." but I know, on the external side, that this is dangerous! Hence the reason I quit smoking - I know as much as the next person that it causes lung cancer as well as a host of other issues, but it felt good, it was relaxing, etc. This is how my brain functions when it comes to food as well. It's good, it's relaxing, it's a boredom-killer. Most people view eating and food as a way of survival. I view it as a hobby.

For instance, if "X" was bored one Saturday afternoon, she might take a book to the park and sit on a bench and read. She may even take a walk and bask in the sun. Well, if I am bored on a Saturday afternoon I bake a cake... and eat it all. I mix and pour and make homemade icing and bask in the smell that is "baking cake". After all is said and done, however, I feel nothing. Well, I may feel sick from eating all that cake, but I don't feel satisifed. I don't feel as if my boredom's been relieved. That's when it's on to the gallon of ice cream and so on and so on. What a vicious cycle!