Archive for August, 2014

Sorry it’s been so long. Life and all.

Big Yays – 20 pounds down since the begining of May – So that’s good. Only 10 more pounds to get my tattoo expanded!!

But, today, boys and girls, lets talk about what stress does to us.

We all have stress hit in different ways, and while I would love to be the person that has stress hit and can’t eat and winds up cleaning non-stop, I’m not. Well, not all the time at least. Well, not the cleaning bit. I do get so stressed that 500 calories in a day is about the max I can handle. But, mostly I get super stressed and I eat terrible food and want to hide under a blanket and marathon bad TV.

Now, it’s been a while since I had a bout of really bad stress, or at least stress that pushed me to that point. Usually it’s just the run of the mill, pissy attitude and super short temper type of stress.

You know, let me lay some background for you.

I took this summer off to play around and have fun. I always planned to go back to a professional kitchen when Hellian reached full day school. That time has come. I was talking to a friend who told me to apply at the hospital to cook there. Come to find out two of my friends from Culinary are working there too. After doing a lot of thinking, I realized something. This would be it. This would be the last job I looked for so long as I lived in Fairbanks. Shy of opening my own restaurant, this would be the 20 year job for me.

Had the interview yesterday and after talking to them, it seems wonderful. It’s the perfect mix between standard mass production cooking and running your own show in restaurant kitchen. I was excited about the health benefits (our $690/month out of pocket health insurance fee is killing us) but they have a ton of awesome benefits outside that. They partner with the movie theater, a fuel company, AT&T and a ton more to get us breaks on a bunch of stuff. But really, I couldn’t care less about the fringe benefits. I WANT TO GET IN THAT KITCHEN!!!

Anyway, I submitted my application and for the week and a half it took them to call for an interview I was a nervous psycho mess. I would check the online status of my application about, oh, IDK, an average of 20 times a day. Seriously. Not even kidding. Then I got the call and the interview set up. The next 18 hours were spent with me so wigged that I could not eat. Now, in the last 24 hours I went from “coming to” with terrible food in my hand/mouth to being so stressed that my stomach is growling I’m so hungry but absolutely nothing looks or tastes good. I mean, I sit down to eat and I just can’t.

Stress can do some terrible things to us. Send us into some wicked mood swings. It would be so easy if we could just talk ourselvs out of whatever the issue is. Yes, once the stressed bit of our life moves on the problem doesn’t seem that bad. But man, there is just no help for it when it’s right over our head. For a long time I tracked (daily) Yesterday’s calories, stress level exercise and both quality and quantity of sleep – alongside that day’s morning weight. What did I find you ask? Well, I found that if I was stressed or didn’t sleep well the day before, I had a weight gain the next day. But, it’s not just the gain that’s a downer. It turns into this whole self replicating deal – stress leads to poor sleep leads to weight gain leads to lower self esteem leads to less positive thoughts leads to inability to perk yourself up leads to inability to mentally bring yourself above what’s stressing you leads to more stress leads to poor sleep ….. and on and on and on.

In short? Stress sucks.

Tune back in next week kids when I tell you all about the Holy Grail of keeping yourself on track with your weight loss.