The idea is to focus on eating well 80% of the time, and not worry about the other 20% of the time. Some prefer to use a 90:10 ratio.
Mentally this will allow you to start feeling okay about what you may have otherwise thought of as “cheating on your diet”.
Giving yourself small rewards (extrinsic motivation), 20% freedom with food choices
If you try to be strict 100% of the time you will find it incredibly difficult and you will be forcing something unnatural. We need balance and that is the overall goal.
Outside motivation (extrinsic rewards) will eventually lead into inside motivation (intrinsic) to follow a healthy eating plan. Basically as you get further along you will find yourself eating more nutritionally valuable foods simply because it makes you feel better about yourself.
Whatever you do, don’t deny yourself the joys of variation and eating different foods. Everything in moderation is the way to go.
“Dieting is like borrowing from Peter to pay Paul. And when you pay back, you pay it back with interest.”
You know how normally, you can hours without eating and just drink water and maybe snack on some fruit - then, the second you say you’re on a diet, all you can think about is food?
Diets have failure built into them, because they have a start and finish point. Don’t focus on what you can’t eat. Don’t focus on how you can’t eat any more fried food because you’ll get fat. Don’t think about calories and how many calories are in that ice cream and about creating a deficit for the next day.
Think about vegetables. Think about chopping up some carrot sticks or celery and throwing them into your daily meal. Focus on getting your 6-8 servings of vegetables and 2 of fruit per day.
Think about milk and nuts. Get your glass of milk a day. Have a handful of nuts when you’re on the go. If you want to, blend up a shake with a tablespoon of natural peanut butter, 1/2 a cup of milk, 1/2 a cup of yogurt, and 1/2 a banana.
Think about eating proteins - and real proteins, not that oily, rubbery stuff you get for $3. Eat tofu. Eat lean slices of meat, because that’s what you want your body to look like: lean.
Think about eating some oatmeal with cinnamon and apple slices. Think about a piece of multigrain or rye bread with avocado, chicken, lettuce and tomato on it.
Think about making spaghetti and meatballs with zucchini or carrot strips instead of store-bought spaghetti. Think about freezing grapes or banana slices in your fridge and eating them for dessert instead of ice cream.
And once you’re done thinking about all this, you’ll realise that you’re eating a lot - but it’s the good stuff. It’s the right stuff.
Stop dieting. Start learning to eat right, and your body will do the rest.
This. This is what I want my health blog to be, to show. I’m aiming for it. Here goes nothing.
In the never ending race of success, people tend to forget how important working out is. Reasons for not working out may differ from person to person; some do not realize the benefits of a workout while some just do not get the time. However, it is very important for an individual to workout – this is particularly true for men, who use working out as an outlet for all their worries. This is not the only reason why men need to exercise – indeed, their physical and mental health are greatly affected by the level of exercise a men gets.
Hence, we will be discussing some workout tips for men that would prove to be very effective!
If you’re a man and happen to be reading my blog, this is for you!
I had to make a quick dinner tonight and the oven was in use already so I decided to steam my tilapia in the ziploc steam bags. I usually just use them for fresh veggies. I like that instead of frozen veggie bags sometimes especially for zucchini, potatoes, asparagus and green beans. But today was the first time I tried it with frozen tilapia and I was a little hesitant at first. I put it in for a minute longer than what it said to make sure it was cooked right because 2.5 minutes steamed just sounds wrong, I’m sure its ok but just to make sure… I made it 3.5 minutes and it came out yummy!!! I put the seasoning on after and used lemon juice, served with mixed veggies and such a good meal!
This sounds like a good idea for those who just need to make a quick meal. Now you can have a good home cooked meal in under 5 minutes. I shall try this myself and maybe video blog about it, just for you lovely folk.
3 amazing films about the personal lives and experiences of trans people in our community who are dedicated to moving the transgender agenda forward personally and politically. Gender Reel, the East Coasts only multi-media festival dedicated to enhancing visibility of gender non-conforming and transgender people. The 3 films are: “Against the Grain,” follows the story of Oluseyi, a cultural organizer, artist, healer, Nigerian and Masters of Fine Arts (MFA) candidate whose spirit is transcending gender. The film traces their journey including hormone replacement therapy - testosterone - and the path of understanding identity as gender non-conforming or Tako Tabo (womyn/man). This is the first time this film is being screened in the Philadelphia area. “Changing Houses,” Rusty and Chelsea are a transgender lesbian couple who devoted fifteen years to making their Brooklyn home a communal living space for transgender women in need. A crossroads for transgender civil rights organizers, the house became home to Stonewall legend Sylvia Rivera in the last years of her life. The couples dream of a commune quickly became unmanageable as social workers referred more young transgender women to Rusty and Chelsea then they could accomodate, and eventually the self-made family lost their “Ma” Sylvia. This film commemorates the houses rich activsit history, reflects on the joys and challenges of communal living and discusses the continued struggles of the transgender community with regards to discrimination and homelessness. “Envisioning Justice,” is a short documentary about the life and work of Pauline Park, a transgender activist based in New York City. At the conclusion of the screenings, Oluseyi and Pauline will conduct a short Q & A with the audience.
About the Conference
Now in its eleventh year, PTHC proudly offers a space for transgender people and our allies, families, and providers to come together to re-envision what health means for transgender people. The focus of this unique conference is promoting transgender health and wellness in mind, body, spirit, and community. PTHC recognizes the interconnections among all aspects of our well-being; including health, safety, education, employment, housing, and social support.
If you’re going to the convention, why not? Plugging for him to get people to go. It sounds interesting. I won’t be there, but someone let me know how it was if you do see this.
And back again! I took an impromtu road trip with Andrew up to see his family. It was his little sister’s 10th birthday. The big one-oh! Double digits! So we surprised her (sort of) and she was ecstatic.
We went to Niagara Falls on Saturday. I’ve been there before, but the last time I went it was FREEZING and so I didn’t enjoy it as much as I did this time. This time, we went on the Maid of the Mist. It’s a boat that goes right near the falls and it was beautiful. I had a blast. It was great.
Sunday was his sister’s birthday party. It was simple and burgers and dogs were made. It was delicious and entertaining and his sister got a motor scooter and was exceptionally pleased.
This weekend wasn’t anything…super duper special. It was nice. We drove there and back and it was a long long tiring drive, but the weekend was…good. It was certainly better than the last time I was in Buffalo. That time was shitty and awkward and all I wanted to do was go home. This time, the days weren’t dragging and I would have been ok staying a few days more. It was pleasant.
It was also the first time Andrew actually seriously asked me to go back to Buffalo with him. I’m still going to Seattle, but…I don’t know. Threw me for a loop, I guess. But that’s another story for another time.
I just felt like blogging about my time. I’m sure you don’t care, but there it is.
I have decided to create my own weightloss blog. I’m overweight and tired of being unhealthy. I’m finally SERIOUSLY working on it and to aid myself, I’ve created a blog. I think maybe it will help me to keep up with it, blogging my tips and progress so that I can keep track of it and maybe find other bloggers for support or something.
It’s a healthy sort of thing. I don’t promote the use of eating disorders to lose weight so don’t immediately jump down my back for it. (However, I don’t have a vendetta against those with an eating disorder. I honestly hope they get the help they need and I wish insurance companies would better help cover treatment.) I want to be healthy and I want to do it in a healthy way.
If you’re interested, feel free to start following or what-not. If you decide you don’t like it, I won’t be disappointed if you unfollow me. If you have suggestions of other healthy weightloss blogs, feel free to let me know about those too.
If you are using a gendered restroom, and there is someone in there that you think looks they belong in the other gendered restroom, but they are just peeing/washing their hands/fixing their makeup in the mirror/etc and not harassing you, please DO NOT:
call the police
ask or tell them that they’re in the wrong bathroom
yell at them
beat them up
threaten to hurt them in any way
whisper about them to your cis friends while they are still in the room
Nobody feels all that “positive” about a positive result on an STD test. But more than half of us will get a sexually transmitted infection at some point in our life. Planned Parenthood of Southwest and Central Florida has some good advice on what to do if it happens to you.
The mall in the suburbs buzzes about with people of all ages carrying bags, full of clothes. Every tag carries so subtly the words “Made in Vietnam”, a sort of open yet unspoken secret. The pop star sings the song from the movie over the loudspeakers and the movie posters line the walls.
And on the TV, the President is making the big speech. He says there is no such thing as community. It takes a franchise to raise a child and that we no longer have neighbors, we have competitors. We are not races, genders or classes, we are target demographics. The announcement comes with the confidence of a clergyman, we are no longer a nation, we are a marketplace.
The viewers at home crack open another can of soda and the visitors at the shrine take little notice. The cynics light a cigarette, take one deep inhale and say softly “Fuck”. It’s another day in paradise. It’s a new morning in America.
I just really liked this and wanted to share. It’s sort of…poetic, I think. I don’t know. I like it.
I know I’ve told this story before, but my abusive ex refused to let me take birth control. I was on the pill until he found them in my purse.
I went to the Student Health Center—they were completely unhelpful, choosing to lecture me about the importance of safe sex (recommending condoms) instead of actually listening to my problem.
Then I went to Planned Parenthood. The Nurse Practitioner took one look at my fading bruises and stopped the exam. She called in the doctor. The doctor came in and simply asked me: “Are you ready to leave him?” When I denied that I was being abused, she didn’t argue with me. She just asked me what I needed. I said I need a birth control method that my boyfriend couldn’t detect. She recommended a few options and we decided on Depo.
When I told her that my boyfriend read my emails and listened to my phone messages and was known to follow me, she suggested to do the Depo injections at off hours when the clinic was normally closed. She made a note in my chart and instructed the front desk never to leave messages for me—instead, she programmed her personal cell phone number into my phone under the name “Nora”. She told me she would call me to schedule my appointments; she wouldn’t leave a message, but I should call her back when I was able to.
And that was it. No judgment. No lecture. She walked me to the door and told me to call her day or night if I needed anything. That she lived 5 blocks from campus and would come get me. That I wasn’t alone. That she just wanted me to be safe.
I never called her to come to my rescue. But I have no doubt that she would have come if I had called. She kept me on Depo for a year, giving me those monthly injections in secret, helping me prevent a desperately unwanted pregnancy.
I cannot thank Planned Parenthood enough for the work they do.