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  • Hope your exam went well, enjoy your break. It is definitely the getting started that is the hard part. I know it is for me. Winter weather never helps, I am so ready for spring. Humm I guess winter hasn't even officially started.....
    Strive for healthy today.

    Satisfaction is the death of desire.

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    • HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

      Since I've been reading the Brad Pilon newsletter I always get referrals to other fitness blogs, it's kinda been my inside gig to the world of dudes. Apparently they're just as ridiculous as women are regarding their appearance.
      I thought men didn't care!

      I get stuff like "have you ever felt like the guys at the office were
      bullying you for no good reason... almost like they were
      engaging in some type of "dominance" ritual or something..."

      -Aaaaw, poor little hypothetical guy! :/ Really? Men? Dominance? No! You must be kidding!
      Never knew this could be reduced to who's got abs and who doesn't at the office :/

      I also get ebooks full of pearls of wisdom like this:
      “Could It Be Possible For An Ordinary Man To
      Buck The Trends, Reclaim His Masculinity
      And Use Sex As A Weapon In Ways Only
      THOUGHT To Be Reserved For A Women?”

      -Uh, no moron, you cannot use sex as a weapon once you get a six-pack. It doesn't work like that.
      But great use of capitalization to emphasize the importance of this idiotic claim.
      All of these books with very few exceptions are like giant sex ads ("get ripped and you can screw anything in sight and never have a monogamous relationship ever!!!!!!!!). So much so that the disclaimer often is: "As always, the user accepts all responsibility for his/her
      actions… including those actions that put one at risk for STD’s and/or HIV/AIDS." (And this is a direct quote)

      Yeah.
      Pretty darn pathetic.

      I don't think I want to get hit on by docuhebags because I look good in a two-piece. The kind of guys I like wouldn't care (Dylan... *melts*)
      That's just disappointing. Here I was counting on Brad to show me the way :/ Another guru fallen from grace :/

      I woke up late. Really late. But I think I will exercise.
      I noticed that I don't mind doing tabatas and sprints, because the suffering is only for 30 seconds. I sometimes wish I could do those instead of the long sets. Maybe I can do those instead? I guess it won't be as effective.
      I wish there was a workout that wouldn't bore me :/

      Any ideas?
      "The penis is the male animal-flower, a soft-firm dildo, a warm dream."
      -Raymond Peat, PhD

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      • Originally posted by NoSaladWithoutMeat View Post
        I woke up late. Really late. But I think I will exercise.
        I noticed that I don't mind doing tabatas and sprints, because the suffering is only for 30 seconds. I sometimes wish I could do those instead of the long sets. Maybe I can do those instead? I guess it won't be as effective.
        I wish there was a workout that wouldn't bore me :/

        Any ideas?
        tabatas not as effective? pshaw, bullpoop. you're getting more out of a tabata set than 5 minutes on a treadmill.
        you can always do multiple sets. i do this often.
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        • Get creative. try and get across a public playground, touching all the components, without your feet touching the ground. Hell, try and get down the street with your feet touching the ground. If that fails, line up any useless soft items and beat them like redheaded stepchildren. No go? Chase cars (yes, I'm serious, it's in my journal somewhere as a form of sprinting.) Wanna freak out the neighbors? Use their balcony as a Jungle gym. I guess what I'm saying is to find that little kid that every one has in them, the one that got ditched as you grew up, and let her loose. Act like a kid.
          Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out, steak in one hand, chocolate in the other, yelling "Holy F***, What a Ride!"
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          • Originally posted by NoSaladWithoutMeat View Post
            I get stuff like "have you ever felt like the guys at the office were bullying you for no good reason... almost like they were engaging in some type of "dominance" ritual or something..."

            -Aaaaw, poor little hypothetical guy! :/ Really? Men? Dominance? No! You must be kidding!
            Never knew this could be reduced to who's got abs and who doesn't at the office :/


            I wish there was a workout that wouldn't bore me :/
            Any ideas?
            OMG, you should see the guys here. I work with about a dozen guys, and they're like a freakin' wolf pack. You can tell who the doms and subs are, and who's a sub who wants to be a dom... all very ridiculous. It's so good to be the girl and not have to participate in all the pissing contests, but supercede them instead. Just wait til I'm out-doing them on push-ups and lifting heavy crap. Muahahaha!

            As for workout ideas... Naiad has some great suggestions. Chase cars! Chase squirrels. Chase rabbits. Hell, my only problem is I'm not brave enough to go for the dive and catch it. Yes, go to the playground. Those are fun! Fantastic tips Naiad.

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            • Wow, for the most part, the guys in my lab are all about being small. It's quite funny to listen to them.
              (minus the Boss-man who is a cycling fiend and thinks he's way out of shape all while managing to cycle 80 miles to/from work)

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              • I'm on love... with yams!

                Who would have thunked that yams can serve as a worthy substitute for the divine potato?
                Eating some homemade yam fries (served by esteemed culinary chef –Vy) was a spiritual awakening of the senses.
                To put it simply: yam yum!

                It was the most enlightening experience since I had coconut ice cream for the first time and realized I can say goodbye to dairy and never look back!
                (Alas, I no longer like coconut icecream and resorted back to my belief that the taste of dairy cannot be recreated with nut milk
                But now I have a solution to a pressing and irreplaceable love of potatoes, it's very exciting! I also must admit yams taste much better than potatoes, oh what joy!

                Let's see what I had yesterday while marathoning Harry Potter:
                game sausage (wild boar, duck and deer –wonderful to live in Montreal and find these things in the grocery isle) and Green&Black's hot chocolate with
                a shit-load of whipping cream (not the canned variety, mind you)! Yum!

                I felt kinda sick after, but I guess it was more due to the fact that I had half a cup of whipping cream than the dairy factor.
                I mean, if my lactose-intolerance lies dormant when I consume butter shouldn't the case be the same with whipping cream?
                *prays*

                I exercised yesterday.
                15 lunges each leg, 4 sets (30x4=120)
                30s hopscotch, 30s rest 4x2 sets (4 minutes of work)
                10 pushups, 4 sets (40 push-ups, wow, makes me sound so harcore)

                [Okay, the section above is really to prove that I can do basic arithmetics. I hope everyone is convinced.]

                Today was a feast. More game sausage, bacon, lemon tea, avocado, cabbage salad, sautéd garlic mayo and orgasmic baked yam fries in coconut oil and cayenne pepper for seasoning.
                I avoided taking food porn pictures to spare you the jealousy Consider yourselves lucky!

                Okay, I must acknowledge the obvious inconsistency in my plan: I love food but I want to stay very low carb. But I guess what I'm saying is, if you must satisfy your naughty cravings and still want to be on Santa's list –yam fries over a giant baked potato with pie for seconds is really the way to go.

                And perhaps my real battle is with sugar, not necessarily carbs. As long as I stay away from sweetness the easier it is to overcome the cravings (which are usually for sweet things).
                Right now experiencing the taste of sweet is overwhelming. I had to dull down the hot chocolate with some raw cocoa, because it was way to sweet.
                I guess I'm on the right track.

                I've also realized that slowly but surely my cravings are fading. Really, grocery shopping has become a quick, simple endeavour (I spend most of it staring googley eyed at the meat section and then realizing I already have bacon at home :/). Bread and pies are just these pretty carton-like foods that have no affect on me (though I admit the cookie isle is still challenging).

                I just hope I don't break the spell by giving in!
                This often happens even when I'm not craving anything sweet but just because it's in front of me...!
                No. Hope has nothing to do with it –the control is mine. I know I will not be tempted, because it's my choice.

                Hope everyone's enjoying December and just remember, no matter where you are, you are not in Quebec, and you do not have 3 feet of snow on the ground and it's probably not -16c, so thank your lucky stars! (Every time I walk home my nose freezes from the inside, my thighs are burning and yesterday, I swear my underwear froze!)

                <3
                "The penis is the male animal-flower, a soft-firm dildo, a warm dream."
                -Raymond Peat, PhD

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                • Originally posted by NoSaladWithoutMeat View Post
                  HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!

                  Since I've been reading the Brad Pilon newsletter I always get referrals to other fitness blogs, it's kinda been my inside gig to the world of dudes. Apparently they're just as ridiculous as women are regarding their appearance.
                  I thought men didn't care!


                  I wouldn't say men don't care, but this kind of stuff is not coming from men. I want to look good, but I am not getting a manicure anytime ever, and I could care less what other men think.

                  I get stuff like "have you ever felt like the guys at the office were
                  bullying you for no good reason... almost like they were
                  engaging in some type of "dominance" ritual or something..."
                  lol you have got to be kidding me! Guess all types exist, Arnold Schwarzenegger said it best "Girly boys"
                  Strive for healthy today.

                  Satisfaction is the death of desire.

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                  • Oh, it's you again!

                    Hunger gets satisfied so easily! I've noticed I never get seconds anymore and am satisfied with a fatty serving of 5oz. of meat, or less.
                    It must mean my body (and mind) are no longer feeling starved, and that's the beginning of a wonderful health and weight-loss journey.

                    I haven't exercised today either, I didn't get the chance. I did clean the house with my parents like a happy smurf family
                    Then we made a Primal dinner together: yam fries, cumin garlic mayo, pork+bacon+cabbage+tomato+eggplant+carrot medley. It was of out-most tastyness! My parents liked the yam fries so much that they're considering to switch from potatoes!

                    I had 4 squares of dark chocolate with tea for dessert. Ignored the cookies

                    My parents always go out for sledding and I never go (it's so darn cold and I'm kinda lazy). But I think I will tomorrow, could be fun.

                    Yesterday had a hot chocolate with cream, but I didn't appreciate it anymore. Maybe I can make hot chocolate with raw cocoa instead?
                    Minimizing the frequency of sweetness is a good idea, I rarely want to have anything and when I do it doesn't taste as good.
                    Mmm, I had wet dreams of that game sausage and the bacon... Yum.

                    Okay, so its Christmas and I'm totally broke
                    What's a girl to do? I can't even go to the movies cause I'm that pathetically broke. Any ideas?

                    <3
                    "The penis is the male animal-flower, a soft-firm dildo, a warm dream."
                    -Raymond Peat, PhD

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                    • Originally posted by NoSaladWithoutMeat View Post
                      Okay, so its Christmas and I'm totally broke
                      What's a girl to do? I can't even go to the movies cause I'm that pathetically broke. Any ideas?

                      <3
                      Draw pretty pictures!!

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                      • Meaty, you are rockin it! SO proud of you! And your food sounds absolutely delicious. I'm horribly jealous you know, and all of your tasty sausages.

                        The hot chocolate sounds wonderful. I'm planning on indulging in some on Christmas, making it from melted G&B 85% and coconut milk. Gotta get the stuff for eggnog too.

                        It's Christmas and I'm broke too. I'm looking around the house for things to make and give away. So far I've got beef jerky, cinnamon ornaments, beef tallow, apple butter, and I did buy some G&B chocolate bars (in hopes of converting the CW family to more worthy chocolate.) I do believe I'll be giving away my bottles of wine, as I nolonger drink.

                        There aren't any free events around? If all else fails, have some totally girly time... big fuzzy robe, manicure, pedicure, chick flick, and a facial. Drink peppermint tea and paint your nails white and red.

                        Or volunteer somewhere to do good for somebody else? A soup kitchen or food bank perhaps?

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                        • Awesome ideas, girls!

                          I felt sick yesterday after my foods. But my foods were good so I don't understand what it could have been.

                          IFed a bit today, unintentionally.

                          New weight 137!
                          "The penis is the male animal-flower, a soft-firm dildo, a warm dream."
                          -Raymond Peat, PhD

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                          • Just dropping by to say hi, Meatie!
                            <waves vigorously>

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                            • In terms of exercise motivation I say just do it. Focus on how you feel when you are done & do things you actually like. Extreme unicycle, pole dancing, hula hoop, shake weight (JK), whatever makes you happy. I dragged myself through workouts and I think about 2 or 3 years in I started to actually enjoy myself. You just have to do it. Also a lot of people say that having a workout sidekick helps, but I have always flown solo.
                              Notebook of a Nutrition Nerd

                              ‘THE FOOD YOU EAT CAN BE THE SAFEST AND MOST POWERFUL FORM OF MEDICINE OR THE SLOWEST RELEASING POISON' - Dr Ann Wigmore.

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                              • OMG, yesterday was the binge to end all binges!

                                I ate some potato chips, smoked salmon, downed some cream, banana, apple, blueberries, a can of pink salmon and a whole lot of grapefruit lemonade.
                                --this demonstrates the importance of having breakfast, kiddies. I skipped it and ate every hour thereafter. Good thing I stayed away from the cheese, 'cause I was eyeing that abominable, pale, pasteurized freakhood of nature all day.
                                --I definitely regretted the potatoe chips, and the cream (what if DOES make me breakout and I'm just in denial about it?) but I really should look on the bright-side here.
                                1. I could have binged on bagels and cinamon buns, which I have plenty of
                                2. Okay, could have skipped the chips, but most of my binge was fruit, fish and cream, that's sort of PB...
                                3. Again, resisted the cheese, the bagels, the cookies and the chocolate

                                Not working :/ Still feeling crappy about it, especially since I'm supposed to be the example of a reformed PBer.

                                Yesterday I panicked about gaining weight. I mean, it could happen in a day right? It could couldn't it? Logic says no, but my mind disagrees.
                                Oh well, can't unbinge now (unless I'm bulimic).

                                I think I should have a dream corner as part of my posts.
                                They're always fucked up.
                                In this one... Oh god where do I begin.

                                I think I was down town, on campus. I needed to get some things done. So I waited and waited in line, but each time I was done I had to go to another building and wait there.
                                The thing is, the last building I waited in was the one I always see across from the window when Vy and I go to that French restuarant. But I've never been there.
                                It looks ike a condo and has blue windows, it's made mostly out of glass.
                                Each time I waited I met people along the way. (My ex bf is almost always in my dreams... What the hell is that supposed to mean?)
                                Anyways, I was waiting and I was in a hurry and then I just left my ex there, and he kept calling me and he was so angry, I supposedly stole his key or something. I kept hanging up and running around campus.
                                Then finally, I arrived at this giant mall, and as tall as it was, inside it was even wider (makes no sense, I know). I was running, and finally reached the auditorium. And I run up to the higher seats and my favourite band was there!
                                The bandmates were just wearing tshirts, hanging out at the back.
                                And they said I made it. And... this gets more bizarre... I gave them an old newspaper clipping, it was all wrinkled, it kinda looked like The Concordia (where I had my first article published). One just signed it, the other one shook my hand warmly (I creepily held on to it) and the last one... KISSED ME!
                                I remember I was so dizzy and kept giggling and fainting (yes...) and then the last one did the Montreal greeting thing (kiss on each cheek) but he was kinda warm about it. He held my hand and kinda pulled me into his body. (He was unshaven and the stub grazed my skin, when I woke up I still felt it.)
                                Then he went down, to go to the stage and there were just a bunch of Asian kids there... Like 2d graders!
                                I kept trying to figure out who was who so I don't forget but I couldn't. And I can't remember which one kissed me. Testsuya? Or Kai? But then I thought, there's no one named Kai in the band! Maybe I was kissed by an impostor!


                                Clearly, what the fuck. I need a psychiatrist on call, each time I wake up.

                                Let's do an analysis, cause I'm bored.
                                1) The bureaucracy– okay, I do need to pick something up from the student office, and my mom keeps nagging me. This might explain the urgency.
                                2) That building– I always think of the French restaurant. I'm broke, but I miss it and I wanted to celebrate the last day of school there, but don't have money to.
                                3) My ex– okay, I don't know. We text sometimes, and a lot of things remind me of him (like rats! and mice! don't ask...). Yesterday I did see a Buffy episode where she turned into a rat. But he's always in my dreams and I always leave or he turns into someone else. I don't know why.
                                4) The band– I listen to them almost every day, but I don't think of the time where I was second in line to get my poster signed. I mean, it wasn't that amazing.
                                5) The kissing– clearly I was more interested in the status of the band. IS this a hidden desire to become a groupie? That;s horrible!
                                I'm not sure why that dude would have facial hair, especially since it bothered me so much in the dream. Asian men can barely grow facial hair and they always seem so... smooth! And these guys seemed smooth and clean shaven so why would I feel stubble? I don't even like guys with facial hair... except for, Dylan. Hmm... I remember I kept thinking about it and feeling giddy.

                                I give up. I'm weird. And my mind likes to recycle memories because it's not original enough to come up with something new.
                                Oh where are the days when I dreamt I was a special unit CIA, fighting creatures with the heads of pigs in a dark watery maze?

                                :/
                                "The penis is the male animal-flower, a soft-firm dildo, a warm dream."
                                -Raymond Peat, PhD

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