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Happy Valentine’s Day. Hearts. Health. Heart health. There, I’ve acknowledged it.

It’s week 2 of my diet. Last week was a bit of a bumpy road but I lost over 2 pounds. Beginner’s luck. Just one billion left to go. Also, it helps to remove your sneakers for your second weigh-in. Maybe it’s not quite beginner’s luck because I lost 2 pounds this week too.

Wanna know my secret? Here’s what I’m doing:

Counting Calories.

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This picture here is a can of tuna, red onion, green pepper, fennel, almonds and raisins. Eat up. That’s lunch.

This week, I’m all about MyFitnessPal. Calorie counting is a sad and sobering experience especially when it is only 1pm and you’ve consumed all but 400 of your daily allotment. Or … I’m not going to say who (me), but someone I know (me) violated her self-imposed alcohol ban (excessively). (Please note that I recognize that if I posted this on Facebook, this would have violated one of my Facebook Commandments.) The point, aside from trying to assuage any social embarrassment, is that SLIP UPS HAPPEN. I swore I wouldn’t drink. It’s hard to do when you’re out. Or on snow days. But I’m trying to be honest with myself so the calorie counting and logging helps.

 

Fitness.

Yep. Of course, I’m working out as hard and as often as I can. I’m a work in progress and it’s good to remember that everyone is unhappy with their weight sometimes — even Tinkerbell.  And while she’s unhappy, I’m hoping my end result looks like her (cartoonish) physique.

For all those snow haters, snow shoveling and walking is a big calorie burner. I know because I wore my heart rate monitor.

Distraction.

I’m working on trying to REDIRECT myself. One day this week, instead of giving into the surge to have a snack, I cleaned each shelf of the refrigerator. Seriously satisfying. Ahh — I can step back and enjoy the gorgeous glow of a clean fridge. I also matched misfit socks.

Boring? Yea. It is. Fortunately, I’m also bored with finding excuses to put off weight-loss. I’m bored with pretending a diet isn’t a diet. It is. It’s miserable and it’s a diet.

Let’s get going on Week 3. Is anyone out there with me? 

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Mary Galioto
Mary Galioto is the founder, publisher and editor of MercerMe, and a lawyer. Originally from Brooklyn, Mary has progressively moved deeper and deeper into New Jersey, settling in the heart of the state: Mercer County. Formerly the author of an embarrassingly informal blog, Mary is a lifelong writer and asker of questions and was even mentioned, albeit briefly, in the New York Times and Washington Post. In her free time, Mary fills her life with excessive self-reflection, photographing mushrooms, and misguided adventures in random hobbies. Mary also works as the PR Coordinator at the Hopewell Valley Arts Council, serves on the volunteer Board of Trustees of the Lawrence Hopewell Trail (LHT), serves on the Hopewell Borough Board of Health, is a member of the Hopewell Valley Municipal Alliance, and holds the elected position as the Hopewell Borough Democratic Committee Municipal Chairwoman.

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