Clairvoyance — at the office, and also now on my wrist!


My Coworker > Your Coworker.

My office-mate, Leslie, is just about the greatest thing ever. We’ve been resolved to eating responsibly this January, and I think she can read my thoughts. Normally, we split a can of Progresso Lite soup or something equally conscientious and responsible for lunch. This morning, I was too busy and uninspired to grab some cans from the pantry before leaving for work and was pretty sure we’d exhausted the supply she brought in last time. I decided that when lunch time came, I’d order us some light salads from the restaurant down the street. When eleven o’clock rolled around, I asked her what she’d like on a salad if I ordered in, and she said, “Oh! I forgot to tell you — I was tired of soup so I made us both some salads this morning. They’re in the fridge.” Best. Office-mate. Ever.

She’s also pretty terrific because she even puts up with me then driving her nuts asking about how many grams/teaspoons of this or that does she think she put in the salad so I can log it in my FitBit account. (She gets extra points because my whole big plate of salad and dressing turned out to be only 108 calories. And delicious.) Seriously, I take her for granted. It takes a special brand of kindness to put up with me, let alone be my friend. Leslie wins all the good karma.


FitBit Flex

Yay for FitBits!

After pining after those sporty wristlets for over a year, I finally have a FitBit Flex to call my own. And I love it. (Mostly.) Continue reading


My “beefs” with the Weight Watchers Corporation

When I first started to consider using the Weight Watchers’ program, the obvious initial response might have been “So go join up!” But at the time, there weren’t any meeting spots on the campus where I work and I have a busy home life so making time for weekly meetings outside of lunch hours wasn’t going to work. Plus, money. Money, money, money.

Weight Watchers Online

Weight Watchers Online. So many times I have been SO close to clicking that signup pane.

I knew they had an online option that was slightly cheaper and didn’t require meeting places or public shaming weigh-ins, but the second part of my reluctance was that it still seemed like a steep price to join as I began finding more and more online resources that weren’t officially WW-affiliated that could help me figure out the basics and at least get up and running to see if this was something I did want to invest in for real. (I’ve never seen a WW membership offer that didn’t involve paying for 3+ months’ membership or more right out of the gate as a “trial.”)

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First Swimsuit in 15+ years…

Ugh. I did it.

I didn’t wanna do it, but it had to be done. The magical years of fun with my children seem to be whizzing by, and I don’t want to be remembered as the mom always standing at the edge taking photos because I hated water.

I still hate water — for extremely valid, extremely personal reasons that have nothing to do with what I look like. But…I’m finally willing to get in, if it means my kids will have a better memory out of that day to keep with them always.

That said, I was completely unprepared for life in swimsuits after having children. Or after losing weight. I knew some of my body parts would be…displaced…a bit, and I was prepared for the pooch of extra skin around my middle. But covering one’s boobs seems like a simple task, right? If you’re 5’0″ tall, not so much. In my recent quest to obtain a simple, PG-rated suit, even the ones recommended for D-cups had ginormous cleavage plunges I wasn’t comfortable wearing. (I’m actually a 36G, but apparently the only recommendation for that is a bulky t-shirt.)

I’m okay with women who are proud of their curves and all that, but here’s the thing…

old-fashioned swimwear

I’d honestly be totally okay with wearing one of these. Maybe with a sarong over it for good measure. (Photo credit: Library of Congress)

Just like getting into the water slowly and letting one’s body acclimate to the new temperature, I’m still getting my toes wet with this whole not-being-obese-anymore thing.

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Product Love: Lean Cuisine Spinach, Chicken & Mushroom Panini


Better than it has any right to be.

Over the last few years, I’ve gotten to know the “healthy” TV-dinner industry intimately. I’m the one who can spot, out of an entire freezer case, the one new product at first glance.

I probably shouldn’t be bragging about that. It’s sad, I know. But the truth is, when you work full-time and have kids, TV-dinners are pretty handy. It’s nice to have a supply of them in the freezer to grab from on a morning after a late night when I didn’t feel like preparing my sack lunch to take to work. Or when the family is having a “regular” dinner and you realize that to stay “on plan” for the night, you’ll only get to eat three fish sticks and a carrot.

And some of the frozen diet dinners aren’t bad. Yes, many of them are insanely gross. But a few of them are so good I legitimately look forward to eating them.

Again, I probably shouldn’t be confessing to that, either, but here we are.

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Product Love: Emerald Vanilla Roast Almonds 100-Calorie Pack



I am an almond addict. Any kind, anywhere. I love them toasted, salted, flavored, yogurt-dipped, turned into milk, and buried in a candy bar. Doesn’t matter, I love them all ways.

The problem is, I love them a little bit too much. For every variety out there, I’ve calculated exactly how many I can eat to equal 1 WWP, 2WWP, 3WWP, and so on. But as soon as I crack that can open, knowing how many equal one point is pretty much useless, because I never stop there.

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