So, those of you who know me well know that my wife is pretty much a rock star. In approximately eleventy gajillion different ways. (Yes – that’s a real number, I promise.) Wife, mother, friend … that’s just internal to this family. She’s funny, brilliant, smokin’ hot, detailed, focused, organized … I could go on until the end of time, but I think you get the point.

So, juggling house, kids, work, activities, volunteer gigs, and so much more – she somehow has time to rock a side hustle. She’s a consultant with Rodan + Fields skincare. If you haven’t heard already – it’s pretty much the greatest pile of products ever. I’ll let you talk to her about that. So, she keeps killing it month after month, bringing in the side hu$tle, which allows us to do some extra cool stuff … trips, home upgrades, etc. And now, she’s hitting extra milestones with her team, and that’s getting us invited to extra special perk trips. Last night was a quick, fun outing to Top Golf.

Good times were had by all … but the food was not the sort of thing that led me in good directions. I mean … look at this spread:

I think there’s maybe a grape or a jalapeno slice in there somewhere that I could have had and stayed true to the regimen. So, I jumped in and enjoyed it, without getting too over-the-top. Sausage, sliced meats, cheese, nachos (in the background) … not my best job at dinner. The only silver lining here is that I didn’t overdo it. I still had that little angel on my shoulder reminding me to go easy on it. And then the stupid red devil on my other short kept trying to get me to go astray. I think I did okay … not great and not terrible … just okay. And I believe that we can have some ‘just okay’ days from time to time. Eyes on the longterm prize!

Last night’s beer selection was decent, but certainly not great. There was a grand total of one beer (draught or bottle/can) that I had never had before. New Belgium Brewing has apparently brewed a golden ale for use at Top Golf locations. It’s called Tap In (just give it a little tap. Tap-tap-tapperoo), and it’s not bad. Kinda like my day – not great or terrible – just okay.

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If you’re my age-ish, you’re singing that chorus in your head now, aren’t you?

The kids are back in school, The crazy, bright, orange ball in the sky has returned. It’s just a normal day back to reality. But the real reality is that I can’t go back to what was the norm. This #DrinkAndDropChallenge will soon end, and I cannot just fall back into my old ways. And I think that’s the #1 demise of anyone who embarks on a new weight-loss journey. “I dumped carbs and lost 50 pounds.” And then that person adds carbs back to the diet and gains 51 pounds. “I went to the 6 tiny meals per day challenge and lost 25 pounds.” That became the 4 massive meals per day complex and the weight came back in a torrent. There is a difference between a diet and a lifestyle change. It’s like the difference between happiness and joy. Happiness is fleeting and influenced by external circumstances. “I’m happy that my team won last week, but I’m unhappy that they lost tonight.” A diet is like happiness – it’s not built to be sustainable.

But joy … or lifestyle changes … this is where real, perpetual success comes in. Bad things may happen to me, but my joy is internal and cannot be swayed by what happens around me. A health-based lifestyle change is designed to be something I plan on staying with. A Whole 30 diet is usually followed for 30 days and then dropped. Many people experience weight gain after ‘completing’ the 30 days. But if it’s seen as a lifestyle change, results can last and continue to grow. My plan is to make this new calorie experiment a lifestyle change. This will be my joy, not my happiness.

Today’s Food

  • Breakfast. Yup.
  • Lunch. We had some leftover chicken nuggets in the fridge. I am the KING of leftovers for lunch … for 2 reasons. One – I hate throwing food out. And two – why waste $10 driving somewhere to buy something when we have food at home? I ate them because they were there, and I didn’t allow myself tons of time. Still, only 500 calories!
  • Dinner. I made spaghetti for the family. By my best calculations, the meat sauce I made over a small am0unt of zucchini noodles (zoodles) comes to about 550 calories. If you’re doing the math, I still have truckloads of calories leftover. And that’s a good thing, because …

Tonight’s Beer

I’d been saving this one. Yeah, it’s the monster in the photo above. It’s a Goose Island Bourbon County Stout, Aged in Bourbon Barrels. Goose Island releases several varieties of this beer every year, and almost all of them are illegal to buy in Georgia. We still limit the ABV of a beer to 14%, for some reason. Doing some Google work, I found that this one came in at 14.7%. And at 17 ounces … yeah. I’m guesstimating somewhere in the 550 calories range for this monster. But …. O. M. Goodness. Sweet, beautiful, boozy, heavy, I want more … now. There is a reason that this one carries a 4.5+ rating on Untappd (virtually unheard of.) Yes … that same Goose Island that sold out to AB-InBev. I would argue that the everyday beers from Goose have diminished in quality since the acquisition … beers like Honkers and 312. But their Barrel House series each year is straight fire. I just need Georgia to change the limitations on beer, or I need to do a lot more travelling to Chicago.

 

Only 3 days left. The challenge is nearly complete! What will the results be?

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Freedom, for so many reasons. First – my kids were on Winter Break last week. For those who aren’t familiar with my local school district’s calendar, let me give you the Cliff’s Notes version. Apparently, kids here need to have a full week off every hour and half or so. We start at the beginning of August and then get at least a full week off in September, November, December/ January (2 weeks), February, and April. The kids love it … the parents, not so much. Fortunately, my wife and I both work from home, so we don’t have to pay crazy $$$ to put them in camp or hire a college kid to watch them. Unfortunately, we’re both home with  them full time. And that causes … friction. But wait, there’s more.

Atlanta is now SEATlanta. It rains here more than it does in some tropical forests. Last week, with the kids home, we had monsoon-ish rain every day but one. So – imagine a bunch of energetic kids locked in a house with two people trying to work … and they have nowhere to go to expend energy. This caused a decent amount of … friction.

Fast forward to today, Sunday the 24th. Mark it down as a day with actual, real, honest-to-goodness sunshine. Not a cloud in the sky. Idyllic conditions. Freedom. Freedom from the week of no school (because they go back to some level of sanity starting tomorrow), and they were able to play outside. Calgon, take me away.

Today’s Food

Yes, even though the fields were a swamp, my kid’s baseball team decided to swim through practice. So, I got a bunch of additional activity in today. That, coupled with tons of work in the yard in the sole window between torrential downpours, gave me a massive headstart on the day.

  • Running out the door for church this morning, I grabbed the ole standby – my Fiber One bar.
  • Lunch – I kinda assumed that practice would be cancelled because it rained all night. Alas no, we still met. I barely had time to get home from church, change, and get to the fields, so I just had another Fiber One bar. Yeah … if you’re scoring at home, that makes two for the day. Definitely getting my fiber in. On the way home, I caved and got myself a small bag of Doritos. It was a small fail, but at that point, even those disgusting looking hot dogs on rollers in the gas station looked appetizing.
  • Dinner – it was soup and grilled cheese sandwich night for us. But to be honest, the grilled cheese sounded gross – just because of the calorie and nutrition value. I’m almost excited to be thinking that way. Yes, they’re delicious, but my sole focus right now is on having one good day after another. I made some stovetop Kung Pao Chicken – not low cal at all, but it wasn’t over-the-top either. Today has been a good calorie day.

Beer. Beer is Good

See the sunshine in the background??

As mentioned above, the sun was out. It was beautiful, truly. I coached my youngest in baseball, I played basketball with my oldest, I did some work in the yard. It just felt good to be outside. Today was a day for day-drinking. I started off with some Wild Leap Alpha Abstraction Vol. 4. They now have 5 different versions of this beer. I’ll admit that I’ve only had Vol 3, 4, and 5. And this is my least favorite … I still love it. It’s a delicious beer, and it makes me happy. Imagine how much I liked #3 and 5!

But wait, there’s more. I then turned to Nashville’s finest … Bearded Iris Homestyle. I am winning Sunday. Hazy, citrusy, smooth, delicious, consistent. This is a fantasttc beer. And then, yeah. I added a DFH 90-Minute IPA, just for good measure. THIS was a great Sunday!

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No, I’m not wishing myself happy trails. Read the dinner portion to learn more.

  • Breakfast. In the haste to run out the door for errands, I forgot to grab something. So, 0 calories, but not so good for the metabolism.
  • Lunch. Hehehehehehehe. The kids have been trained well, and so we went to Taco Mac. Hehehehehehehe. I worked my new strategy of getting half-size nooner pours. More on the beer below. For lunch, I ordered three chicken fajita tacos. At only 192 calories each, it’s not a bad option for lunch!
  • Dinner. A dear friend (initials M.E.) has recently retired and will soon move to the coast. So, our group of three couples met for our annual tradition of oysters. Raw oysters are surprisingly more caloric than I would have thought. In the neighborhood of 40 calories each, not including the cracker and horseradish. But I only had three and then opted for blackened grouper over basmati rice. And several people ordered dessert – I abstained.  Small victories.

Today’s Beer

At lunch, I had three nooners. At only 5 ounces each, they’re enough to get a nice taste without going too far.

  • Founders Blushing Monk. Boozy. That’s all I have for you. Boozy and boozier.
  • Left Nut Exotique. Really nice and smooth. It’s a Belgian Golden Ale, and it had all of the maltiness and complexity that you might imagine. Really nicely balanced. It was the best of the three I had at lunch.
  • Elysian Men’s Room Red. Just meh. It was fine. After boozy #1 and really complex and smooth #2, it just became … the other beer I had at lunch. Not bad, but nothing special either.

And then for dinner:

I was so excited to see the tap list. They had Sweetwater Festive and Second Self Mole Porter. THOSE would be my two beers of the evening. SCORE!! I ordered the Festive first, and then was met with the eventual sentence we all hate … “I’m sorry; we’re all out of that one.”  Oh well, I can move onto to the next option. As I was set to order the Mole Porter, she said, “And we’re also out of that one.” Sigh.

I had two pints of Basement, but I was kinda sad about it. What to do when the restaurant doesn’t have the beer you’re dying to have?

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We have one week remaining in the #DrinkAndDropChallenge. One week to prove the doubters wrong, or hang my head in shame at a failed experiment. It’s the last weekend of the challenge, so the next three days are pivotal.

Regardless of what the scale says next week, however, I will look back on this little exercise as a beneficial one for me long-term. Lose a few or gain a few … whatevs. The main thing that I have gained this month has been perspective. I more fully understand what my drivers and weaknesses are; I know what to try to avoid at all costs (please keep the basket of tortilla chips on the other side of the table); I have learned the resources I need to help me be more successful. For these reasons, and so many more, this month has been successful. Now – to see if the scale agrees!

This was a day where I really go to know the concept of the calorie debit card. If I tell myself that I start the day with 1900 calories on my debit card, I know I have to subtract (or debit) from that ‘account’ each time I eat or drink something. I can always deposit into the account with more exercise. But the key here is to know what the balance is at all times and understand that we have to budget for future withdrawals.

Case in point, we were going to meet friends for dinner at a local burger joint, and that is fraught with all sorts of temptations. (They have fried pickles and fried zucchini sticks that are stupid good.) And a really good tap list of local brews. But I had to be smart throughout the day in order to budget for my dinner.

The Food

  • Breakfast. Bi-weekly men’s group meeting. I opted for the turkey sausage platter: two patties of turkey sausage, one scrambled egg white, mixed fruit, and wheat toast. Less than 400 calories off the debit card.
  • Lunch. This ended up being the key to the day. With proper calorie budgeting, I knew I had to take it easy here. I went with my standard chicken/raw veggie salad. Only about 450 calories. I’ve got more than 1,000 left in the day!
  • Dinner. I planned ahead. With menus online, we can almost always plan ahead. I got the black bean burger (don’t laugh – I think they’re quite tasty) in a lettuce wrap with onions, relish, and sauteed mushrooms. For a side, instead of the fried stuff, I opted for feta, cucumber, tomato salad. Only about 450 calories. Which left me plenty of budget room for  …

Beer

Sorry – no photos tonight. I forgot to take them. I had two small pours of the Scofflaw Neapolitan Milkshake Stout. Just … so … good. My bride even had a sip and remarked, “This is the best dark beer you’ve ever had.” And doesn’t like the darker heavier beers. Hints of just what the name suggests: chocolate, vanilla, strawberry. So flipping good.
And then we went back to the friends’ house and they offered me a Gate City OTP DIPA. I can’t say no to that. It was a great way to finish the day – and I still had a positive balance on the debit card. A nice way to start the weekend!
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I’m on a roll. I mean, not a literal roll … ya know those are full of butter and fat and deliciousness. I can’t have that going on. I mean that we’re on a roll with a few good days in a row. Maybe it’s just taken me some time to get used to this whole thing. Don’t get me wrong – I have no delusions that a few successful days in a row mean that I’m in the clear and finally ‘get it.’ But I think it’s okay to celebrate the small milestones and victories.

Side note: it’s been extra difficult to be good this week. It has rained, I think, 847 out of the last 848 days in Atlanta. We’re starting to mold. And when cabin fever sets in, sometimes the knee-jerk reaction is to either have an extra drink or to head to the pantry for some good quality useless junk food. I take extra pride in the fact that I have not done that. Yet. Silver linings!

Yesterday’s food …

  • Yes, I broke with tradition on my typical breakfast once again. Total rebel, I opted for a banana. And that’s it.  Good start!
  • Lunch was another of my relatively bland salads. About 500 calories of roasted chicken and veggies. Slightly less cheese this time. Really small victories?
  • Dinner. I was in charge of figuring out dinner. Now, I’ll be transparent and tell you that I was given a list of potential ingredients for the meal. But I did the combinations and flavors myself. Kinda happy with how it came out. I basically used some frozen veggies, cauliflower rice, and steamed shrimp to make a stir-fry. A little bit of avocado oil, soy sauce, and lemon juice … we had ourselves a crazy low-cal dinner that was actually quite tasty.

And then there’s beer

Basking in the glow of dinner and a pretty solid day, I allowed myself two beers. Two yummy beers.

First was a special beer that I actually ordered and had shipped to me. If you follow this blog at all (of course you do, if you’re still reading this far) you know that I love Trappist beers. So, when Spencer became the first Trappist brewery in the US, I was hooked without ever having had the product. Initially, they only brewed a patersbier (much lighter in color and flavor than a traditional dubbel) which was quite good. Fast forward a few years and they have added tons of new beers to the arsenal. Last night, I had a grapefruit IPA from their ‘fruit series.’ Beautiful nose of citrus (duh) and a nicely balanced taste. It was a little dry on the finish, but not anything that detracted from the experience. High marks for this one.
The second choice was a 2016 Pannepot Vintage Old Fisherman’s Ale brewed by De Struise Brewing in Belgium. (Speaking of Trappist beers and Abbey-style beers …). This one is a quadrupel, weighing in at 10%, and it is TREMENDOUS. Ohmagoodness, this beer was smooth, slightly boozy, and full of flavor from an array of spices and a raisin-y taste. Oh so good. I only had one in the fridge. Must. Find. More.
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Death … taxes … banquet chicken with green beans and a salad. Sorry, Ben Franklin … but there are three certainties in life.

You’ve been to this meal. Hundreds of people crammed into a round table with enough plates and silverware for a small army. The salad (usually with things that resemble weeds pulled from the yard) is pre-set, and the dessert is there too, sitting just north of your plate … mocking you. I do not fault the organizers, the facility, the planners … really anyone at all. I cannot imagine what it must be like to prepare a meal for that many people at the same time.

The issue I have is, once again, an internal demon. The salad is fine. I can eat the weeds with some balsamic sprinkled on top. But then, the only choices left are 1) eat it or 2) don’t eat it. I don’t get a menu and, with it, the ability to make sound selections. It’s only a series of binary reactions … eat or don’t eat. Rolls with dollops of butter … passed around the table. (That dessert is still mocking me. “One little bit pre-entree won’t hurt.”) They clear the salad, and a pregnant pause ensues … the entree isn’t here and yet the dessert continues to laugh.

Finally, a respite. The entree arrives. Chicken with squeaky green beans, all slathered in a sauce that is equally good and caloric … and a starch. Mashed potatoes, mac n cheese. Something I shouldn’t have. And still, the dessert seems to say, “Skip all that nonsense, and jump straight to me.” What to do. It’s all about will-power (or in my case, and extreme lack thereof.) I’ve learned a few tricks in the eleventy-four bazillion banquet meals I’ve attended.

  1. Eat the salad. It’ll start to fill you up, and is certainly the best option for you the entire meal.
  2. Skip the bread. 99 times out of 100, it will be okay, but it’s not going to be hot and soft and delicious. You’ll be disappointed and then angry that you wasted the calories.
  3. Entree time … eat the protein and the vegetable. Try to leave some of the starch for the staff to take away. Just don’t finish everything.
  4. Dessert. Yeah – it’s going to talk to you. A few options here
    1. Finish your entree and then literally cover it with your napkin. It can’t mock you if you don’t see it.
    2. Ask the server to take it away before you give in temptation.
    3. Eat 2 bites. ONLY 2 bites. That way, you can still satisfy the sweet tooth, but you’re not breaking the calorie bank in doing so.

How’d We Do Today?

  • Breakfast. Not sure why I even list the meal anymore.
  • Lunch. Banquet time. Yeah … roasted chicken, mac n cheese, green beans, salad, and a collection of brownies. I’ll admit that I had a 3rd bite, breaking the aforementioned rule. But I was still not all that bad.
  • Dinner. Grabbed a grilled chicken salad later in the day. Super lite dressing. Feeling pretty good about decisions so far.

Wednesday’s Beer

I didn’t get home from baseball practice until 9:00 … and still needed to eat dinner. So, it was a 1-beer night. I found this little gem hidden in the depths of the beer fridge. Unibroue (pronounced you-ni-brew; NOT as though someone has a single eyebrow) is one of the best, if not THE single best, brewery in Canada. Located just east of Montreal, they have long been producing some high-quality beers that are true to the Trappist traditions of Europe. And that’s completely my jam. Today, I enjoyed their dubbel, Maudité. It’s a little boozier tasting than some dubbels, but the flavors are absolutely on point. I don’t know why I tend to overlook Unibroue, because their beer is exactly the style that I love, and it’s pretty readily available. Shame on me. This will change.
And tomorrow ends the penultimate week in the #DrinkAndDropChallenge. About to enter the home stretch. Results will be coming soon!
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If you’ve been following along with me this month, you’ve probably picked up on the theme of this post already. There are good days and bad days. Even more granular … there are good meals and bad meals. What I’m learning about myself is that I can’t get too down because of the lows, and I shouldn’t be too excited about the highs. Yes – I will make bad decisions and have days that are less successful, but I can’t let that get me down. That hit me hard two days ago. On the other hand, I can’t feel as though I’ve won or hit the target because of one good day or meal.

And it goes a little deeper than that too. Is health and wellness a goal with a clear finish line? I posit that it’s not. There is no moment when you can say, “I reached my goals. I have achieved fitness and health and can now live freely.” This is more of a lifelong marathon. There is no time at which I can feel that I’m done – “check this one off the list.” Rather, the finish line is getting to a point when I fully understand my own limitations and make the best decisions for my health more often than I don’t. THAT, to me, is the finish line. And I have a long way to go!

And that brings us to today. Yesterday was a pretty successful Monday. I need to back it up with another good day. How did I do?

  • Breakfast. It wouldn’t be me if it weren’t my Fiber One bar.
  • Lunch. I made a salad with chicken made in the AirFryer, romaine (that is hopefully clear from any contaminants), celery, zucchini, too much shredded cheddar, and some lite Italian dressing. Doing well so far.
  • Dinner.

And the Beer of Choice?

I was super excited to see a beer from Pretoria Fields in Albany, GA (pronounced All-benny.) My mom’s side of the family is from just south of Albany (shout out to Quincy, Fl and Attapulgus, GA!) and my wife was raised a few miles north of Albany (All-benny) … hello, Leesburg, GA!
Albany recently added a brewery downtown – I’ve been there and can verify that it’s a great and beautiful place to grab a pint. Beer is quite solid as well. So, again, very happy to see that their Walkers Station stout was on tap right down the road from my house. Score! It’s a smooth, not-too-heavy stout with a nice roasted flavor, swimming with chocolate and a little bit of coffee. And so I had two of them. ‘Cause, you know.
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With apologies to Matchbox 20, today’s post is about a level of redemption after yesterday’s failures. I finished yesterday’s post saying, “Tomorrow is a new day.” My plan was to get “back to good” on the #DrinkAndDropChallenge. Mission, mostly, accomplished.

I’ll take today as a step in the right direction. It wasn’t a day of perfect choices, but at least it was a step in the right direction. We press onward, eyes on the prize of a smaller version of me on the horizon somewhere.

Today’s Food

  • Breakfast. You guessed it.
  • Lunch. I got a frozen meal. It was small. I mean, kid’s menu small. It was good, actually. Quite tasty, but it was barely enough food for a 4-year old. It’s the SmartMade Chicken Fried Cauliflower Rice Bowl. Bonus points for sitting at just 150 calories
  • Snack. About 11 minutes later, I was hungry again, so I opted for a banana and some trail mix.
  • About 2 hours later, I was hungry again. Ugh. A second banana got me through until later in the evening.
  • Dinner. This didn’t come until after tennis. And yeah … we got housed in tennis once again. There was plenty of beer. I wasn’t altogether happy. And this is why my mission for the day was mostly accomplished. I basically had Fritos and Cheez-Its for dinner. So, I wasn’t over-the-top on calories. But nutritional value …. nope. Not even close.

And Now, Beer

We had our final tennis match of the season (make-up from the washout yesterday.) So I got in a nice workout. Having almost no calories all day followed by a bunch of cardio … yeah. We deserve some beer tonight. Tonight was a simple “empty the fridge of the random leftover singles that have been collecting.” It’s like I made my own mix-a-six for the match. In tonight’s grab bag:

  • Boulder Brewing Pulp Fusion. Not gonna lie. I wasn’t looking forward to this one. But it was actually quite tasty. It’s a citrusy-IPA that gets it bright flavors from blood orange juice, rather than just from the hops themselves.
  • Sweetwater Black Lager. The magic of a black lager. Crazy dark in color, super light in flavor. One of my favorites from Sweetwater.
  • Red Hare SPF 50/50 Tangerine. Pretty sure Red Hare created a style for this one. They call it an India Pale Radler. So, they take an IPA (their Gangway) and mix it 50-50 with tangerine juice/flavor. (Hint – that’s what a radler is: half fruit, half beer.)
THIS. This is what I meant yesterday by recovering from a bad day. I’m not going to let yesterday’s failures become today’s repeat of the same. Each new day is a chance to chart a new course. Yeah, this is more like it!
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I’ve been on a bit of roll lately. I’ve had a lot of good days this week. And it felt good at church this morning when I had some people comment on the fact that I seemed less large. (And they had been reading the blog which it made it a double bonus.)

For breakfast, I had my requisite Fiber One bar. Duh. And then I hustled home from church to get ready for tennis. Mentally, I was prepared to play at 1pm … get a ton of steps and cardio in, and basically earn some bad decisions today. But Atlanta is the new Seattle and it rains every day. Today was a washout, and that threw me off my game all day. One bad thing led to more bad decisions and I feel like I dumped all of my progress in the pooper with one bad day.

Lunch was a pile of crap I pulled out of the fridge. One slice of yesterday’s pizza; some leftover pulled pork; a boatload of BBQ chips … sigh. And then I sat on the couch doing nothing for what seemed like another 7 or 8 hours. I rallied in time to go out and celebrate my nephew’s birthday.

Originally, he had chosen Longhorn for dinner, and I was pumped about that. You can escape that place with a filet and salad for about 600-700 calories. And then it was changed to my nemesis … Mexican.  Yeah: tacos + chips + queso + rice & beans. No bueno. More sighs …

And now for the beer

Delicious, fantastic Variant

Tonight, I had a Variant Brewing Moon Cloud. It’s a lighter IPA. Very smooth and nicely balanced. And then the keg floated, and so I switched over to Scofflaw Basement. Much like CC Tropicalia from yesterday, it’s a great fallback option when I find myself confronted by a not so varied tap list. A good beer night after a bad food choice day.

But tomorrow is a new day. And I hope that tennis match can be rescheduled!

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