Monday, February 20, 2012

My Fitness Pal

I downloaded an app on my phone call My Fitness Pal because a co-worker was using it and having a lot of luck with it. 

I love it most of the time and I loathe it some of the time.

It is a ginourmous billboard of all the stuff I eat right at my finger tips.

It counts my calories for me and tells me how many I have left for the day.   I can track my exercise..... which helps me earn calories and I can track my weight loss progress.   If has tons of foods built right in and you can scan bar codes on the foods you buy and put them into the system for easy adding to your food diary.  It also allows you to create recipes. Then tells you how many calories are in each serving of your recipe. There are a couple of us at work who have this app.  We attempt to help each other in our weight loss/ fitness goals while competing in a company challenge to loose weight.

At my work we get catered lunches almost daily from various drug company representatives. Today the drug rep brought us Farmhouse Cafe for lunch. 

Everything at Farmhouse is naughty.   They are amazing at naughty.
 
Around 2 pm my mind thinks it's snack time.  It is totally and completely in my head.  If I would eat only when I am hungry I would probably weigh about 100lbs.

I don't do that.  Therefore I do not weigh 100 lbs. 



Anyway,  I  decided to get a beverage and there they were. The evil Farmhouse peanut butter M&M cookies placed so beautifully on a tray with a glass dome.



drool drool......


Thank goodness for the dome.

I sighed and said to my co-worker "I should not have come over here.  They have those awesome cookies with the M&M's" 

She responds "Oh yeah! You want me to tell you how many calories they are?", grabbing her phone.

I had told her about the app and she downloaded it right away.

I said "No, I really don't think it would be worth  the calories." 

She says "You didn't hear me tell the girls about my day on Saturday."  Then proceeds to tell me about how on Saturday she did not log anything that she ate into the food diary until that night.  She ate whatever she wanted and when she logged it in she was 900 calories over her recommended calorie intake for the day.




I did not eat the cookie.

We all will have those days.  Quoting from the book "Hunger Games" they are called "hollow days", when nothing you eat satisfies you.   Though in the book most of the people who use that phrase are starving and  we live in a land of plenty and too much and starving is not usually the case at all.  It's a mental thing.

Thanks sweetie for helping me see the light!