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Week 2 of the new relationship--working out the glitches.

Well–we have been together for 2 weeks now. I can say it is 14 days of discovery and 7 days of real work. Not real work like you are thinking, because there are no emotions involved in this game. I just have to keep moving–always– being chased in circles from B-Bugg. It really does play with your head because even sitting here typing this out, marketing my book, researching recipes etc I am clouded with the guilt of my body being idle.

Yesterday at the market I decided to dance while shopping–not through the entire marketplace but a few Rockette kicks and jumps here and there to make sure the B-Bugg registers I am alive still. Times where I am sitting down doing something and a child asks me to do a task I would have previously stated ” I was just up/in there–you will have to wait for a minute.” I now find myself jumping up to do the remedial task, picturing my B-Bugg in his big burly meanness offering me a wink and a nod “That a girl, no need to be lazy–you have work to do!”

Someone asked me if the B-Bugg is worth the price–the asking price is almost $300 with the subscription for 6 mos use. I would have to say absolutely, if you are ready and certainly not if you are not ready. This is no different than a gym membership, supplement subscription or exercise equipment purchase. You can be ready and apply it as the right tool to get you exactly where you want to be fitness and health wise (sans genetics, so far no miracles from this B-Bugg on that front). However, you too have seen those hardly used pieces of gym equipment at the yard sales–bought with such an eager WANT in their hearts yet the lack of readiness to make it work. This will not do the work for you–in fact all this does is remind you there is work to be done. (Work, Work, Work) Yet, I have such a competitive edge with my own self that I want/need to over achieve– out do the damn B-Bugg at his own sick game–so even though I purchased this second hand I would say even the original asking price is worth it if you make it work for you. If you are looking for a quick fix, forget it!

This weekend I was alerted constantly that it was on my arm, no time to be lazy–grab some shrubs and move them–plant some trees, haul some dirt–WHY ARE YOU JUST SITTING THERE!?! During the week my house has been so clean that I am running out of things to clean–yeah in a house filled with kids I am running out of messy spots. I am going to tackle the kids closets now and perhaps the garage this week–I wonder how many calories I can burn screaming about the giant spiders I find. On second thought, I will be skipping the garage!

if I were to think of a possible upgrade for the B-Bugg–I think they should offer a taser form–a mild zap when you are inactive–THAT would be really the Pavlovian kick in the pants we would need to keep moving–fear motivates, pain sets the tone! Ok–I am kidding….kinda.

Oh and I am down 3lbs in this first real week of using the data and applying the work.

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The relationship began with excitement

I ran to the door when the package arrived and was thrilled to know the bodybugg was here for me to use at last–at long last. Finally I can take a turn for the better in my now seemingly professional Yo-Yo dieting. No–I have not gained back the 90-something pounds I lost, but a good solid 20-25 keeps sticking to me like glue. Perhaps those playground antics were right and maybe I am made of glue. I have of course battled it off with great resolve and determination then allowed it to creep back on me while I am not looking at the food in my hand.

So, with this in mind I remove the B-Bugg from the package and install the battery to it. Here was lesson one, if you install the battery wrong it vibrates and heats up–just saying that is what it does. So, once I had the battery in correctly and strapped this on my arm I felt empowered, elated–I am going to finally have the piece of the puzzle I wanted! Of course, now I am reminded of the sage advice “Careful what you wish for….”

Let me share a little bit about this B-Bugg before I go further, this is worn on your arm and it uses mathematical data based on your movement and body temperature etc to see how many calories you are burning each day. You plug it into the USB and share it with the web based program that tells you how many calories a day you need to eat and how many you need to burn in order to achieve your fitness goal. You choose to add muscle, lost fat or maintain–I picked lose fat. So, now the program generates a basic meal plan based off the survey that you fill out on what you like to eat, when and how often. To be honest, I follow the calorie guidelines but at the point I am in I do not need the exact meal plan to follow. Now, the B-Bugg follows your calories in and for 24 hours a day it monitors your calories out–your movements.

So, for the first week I logged my calories, which is “old hat” for me, I love logging calories and have used Fitday and Diet Power for years. However, the constant logging of movement done by B-Bugg is a new game. it even counts your steps at night when you get up to pee–oh and I am pretty sure I sleep walk now–thanks to the guilt B-Bugg has laid upon me.

Each day I would eagerly plug this in–”I did well today, I moved a lot today!” I would tell myself. Then–then he would chime in, the buzz of the Bugg letting me know the tally is complete, feeling the dread as I look at the screen. “Did you even move out of bed today?” I feel like he is asking me? So I run a tally of my activities–of my workout that day and check it again–maybe this is for an hour or two, can’t be for the whole day! I check the USB plug and hear the Bugg ask me–”Why did you want me if you are barely alive, you hardly move at all–THIS is why you are FAT!” WOW–what an awakening to my sloth like life–I now feel more accountability and a dysfunctional need for approval from this mechanical abusive boyfriend I am in love with.

When I plug it in now each morning I am checking to see how many calories I may have used at night while I am asleep, while he is strapped to my body measuring each heart beat and step I take. My husband has already asked me why B-Bugg has to be on me all the time–and yes I have checked to see how many calories I may have burned during sex. I look at each hour of the day to see how busy I looked, to remember what it was I was doing and there is no room for excuses–I cannot lie about my lethargy to the B-Bugg–he knows.

So, week one is done, it was just to get used to the program and see what I do on a daily basis–what I do is clearly next to nothing. This new week I will get the approval of the little grey man and he will be pleased with the progress I make and shocked I still have time for my addiction to facebook and to clean up after my family. I may have to constantly jog in place to do it though……

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Food Portions changing and the Obesity Epidemic!

Twenty years ago:
Coffee with milk and sugar, 8 ounces, 45 calories
Today: Grande cafe mocha with whip, 2-percent milk, 16 ounces, 330 calories

Two Slices of Pizza
Twenty years ago: 500 calories
Today: 850 calories

Movie Popcorn
5 cups, 270 calories
Today: Tub, 630 calories

Bagel
3-inch diameter, 140 calories
Today: Noah’s Plain Bagel, 5-6-inch diameter, 350 calories

Cheeseburgers
333 calories
Today: 590 calories

Soda
Then: Original 8-ounce bottle, 97 calories
Middle: 12-ounce can, 145 calories
Today: 20-ounce bottle, 242 calories

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