Days 11 & 12: New Job, Old Habits & Borrowed Advice

First things, first. I GOT THE JOB*!

*Well, I should clarify-- no papers have been signed, no exact salary has been officially negotiated, so I'm going to reserve 100% confidence about announcing this until the ink has dried on my employment contract...but, off the record, I GOT THE JOB!

By the time I got off the phone with my family and excitedly told JP, it was close to 6pm and I still hadn't gotten my workout in. We had a gift card to Mirko's, a local Italian restaurant chain, so I offered to go pick up dinner for us and bring it home so we could enjoy the meal and relish some good news for once! I figured I would do a quickie workout after dinner. Key word here: FIGURED.

WELL....fast forward to sitting at the Mirko's bar, waiting for our dinner. I ordered us a Caprese salad, an eggplant appetizer, Chicken Marsala for me and Ravioli in Alfredo sauce for JP. I treated myself to a glass of wine while I waited for the meal. They put a bag with the appetizers in front of me and said it would be another 15 minutes for the dinners, so I nursed my wine and watched the clock. An hour later, I'm still waiting at the bar, a glass and a half of wine down the hatch, and-- um, that eggplant appetizer, slathered in melted mozzarella cheese....down the hatch too.

I made choco-blueberry pudding earlier, which was on my TAM menu, but in the excitement of the job offer, I actually forgot about it-- and then found myself so starving by 7:30pm, I completely, unapologetically inhaled the eggplant. The manager apologized for a kitchen screw up and poured me another glass of wine on the house. At this point, I'm feeling very warm, and completely ravenous! On the ride home, I ripped into the hot rolls, (Hello, supposed to be following the BC diet and sticking to a gluten-free menu!!!) and I think I had pretty much licked my plate before JP had barely sprinkled parmesan on his pasta!

Let's just say, it was lights out for Miss Parker by 11pm, no workout accomplished, whatsoever. What can I say? Old habits die hard.

Did I get on the scale today? HELL to the NO. The day before, I was up half a pound and I just couldn't bring myself to see another increase. Lesson learned about menu planning on a program like this, though. I have gotten myself into trouble this week by not eating my TAM prescribed fruit breakfasts. I hate fruit for breakfast, unless it's on cereal. If a Trucker breakfast was on that menu, I'd be all over it. If I had to eat one meal a day, it would totally be a big 'ol eggs with sausage, bacon, hashbrowns and a shortstack of pancakes kind of breakfast. Unfortunately, a diner breakfast is not exactly what Miss Anderson has in store. She prefers grapefruit and berries. GAG me with citrus. BORED with berries. MEH.

So, I skipped my fruit breakfast 3 times this week and I think it set me up for disaster later in the day. No breakfast and no snack yesterday put me on a collision course with Mozzarella Cheese and Hot Italian Rolls. FU**!!!!!!

Here are some new rules for Mistress of Moderation:

1. Eat breakfast

2. Eat a snack

3. Workout in the MORNING.

I'm borrowing this advice I spotted on FB today:

It's so true. Git'er done in the morning, so you don't have to worry about a workout later! (And you can't talk yourself out of it with the lure of wine and buttery Chicken Marsala.)

Now that I know I'm going to be joining the fortunate group of gainfully employed Americans, I'm going to create a schedule for myself starting next week. The job won't begin for 2 weeks, but I want to get started on a routine so that when work does start, I'll already be in the groove.

The workout will be IN THE MORNING. Breakfast, will be eaten IN THE MORNING. I just can't wait to get back to my gluten-free toast with peanut butter!!!!

Oh, yeah, and the other thing I should make note of: Don't make banana bread when you're doing TAM Bootcamp. I had 3 nearly black bananas and justified making banana bread-- for my man. I mean, I couldn't possibly waste those bananas, right?? That would be fiscally irresponsible. Right?? Um, yeah.

Holy Shit. The house filled with the delish beyond delish aroma and I wanted to just bury my face in that loaf when it came out of the oven. (After I slathered it with butter, that is.)

Look at this edible work of art!!!

And buh-lieve me, it tasted even better than it looks. (I didn't have a whole piece, but I had some morsels of buttered banana heaven--enough to know that this is the best Banana Bread recipe I've ever made.

Best Banana Bread EVAH:

1 c. sugar

1/2 c. butter

3 very ripe bananas mashed
2 beaten eggs
2 c. flour
1 tsp. (teaspoon) baking soda
1/2 c. chopped pecans

Cream butter and sugar. Add bananas and eggs. Combine baking soda with flour and stir into banana mixture. Top with chopped pecans. Bake in greased bread pan 1 hr. in preheated 350 degree oven.

Mistress of Jobby Job is now, officially, headed to work her ass off on the rebounder!

xxoo