Our diet and hot dogs

The payoff from the infamous "Burrito Bet", Taco Bus, 2012

The payoff from the infamous “Burrito Bet”, Taco Bus, 2012

Let’s clear the air on this whole “diet” thing that I’ve been referring to lately. If you’ve spent even one minute with me, you know I love food. I love food and I love eating food. So why on Earth would I voluntarily put myself on any kind of diet? Also, I’ve mentioned that Tall Guy and I are dieting together, and that he’s sort-of in charge of what we’re allowed to eat. This is NOT because he decided to put me on a diet, or because he thinks I need to lose weight. No, no, no.

Here’s the story:

When Tall Guy and I met, although it wasn’t something we truly noticed at the time, we  were both rather slim. I mean, I knew that was particularly slim, but wasn’t paying any real attention to his weight. One of the (many) things that Tall Guy and I have in common is a genuine love of food. We like making it, we like trying new foods, we enjoy different styles of preparation and recipes/restaurants providing tastes from foreign lands. Almost every single date we ever had included food. Usually a full meal. You can see that this, in itself, could already present a problem.

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2010

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2010

Something else to remember is that Tall Guy is tall. I mean 6’8″ and an athlete through college. Simply because he has that much more body to move, and because he was constantly exhausting it, he has a tendency to eat more than a person of average height. And that’s fine. That’s normal. For him. Not so much when I started eating as much as he did, simply because he was still eating. It wasn’t a conscious decision, to match his plate… it just sort of happened. So not only were we eating all the time, I was suddenly eating a lot more.

As Tall Guy’s business world has taken off, his time for physical activity has lessened. However, after so many years of eating enough to compensate for excessive activity, it didn’t necessarily occur to him to scale back (and it certainly didn’t occur to me that he should). So now we’re both eating more than a 6’8″ man needs to eat. You see where this is headed?

Prior to our wedding, we each had intentions of losing weight. Independently, in our own ways and on our own terms. I could have cared less about his weight, and he mine. It was truly our own vanities. Tall Guy dropped a ton of weight by running and working with a personal trainer. We both ate more healthfully when at home (although not necessarily less). I attempted a few things and lost some weight, but only temporarily.

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2011

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2011

So we’ve both been concerned about our own weight since we’ve been engaged. That was in 2012. Despite independent efforts, we weren’t making real progress. About a month ago, Tall Guy hit his breaking point. Whatever it was, something made him determined to get back into shape. He encouraged me to partner with him both to provide support and also (likely) to get me to stop whining and bemoaning my own appearance. He did an extensive amount of research (Googling) and had definite ideas about how to best improve our chances to lose weight, so I put him in charge of the diet. Carbs, calories, fat, saturated fat, sugars, sodium, I just don’t care. It was easier to let him deal with all those things.

Tall Guy’s plan is for us to spend three months being extremely strict with our diet and ramping up exercise in an attempt to lose as much weight as we can, and hopefully create better habits. Then at the end of the three months, we can find some sort of balance between the restrictive menu and our previous glutenous ways. (Trust me: we’re actually rock stars at our favorite sushi joint purely because of the amount of sushi that we consume. I kid you not. We walk in and it’s like we’re long lost relatives. It’s a freaking celebration.)

We are avoiding saturated fats and sugars. We’re avoiding white bread, white pasta and white rice. We’re eating less red meat and more fish. Eating out usually leaves us with salads or grilled fish, just to avoid sauces and batter of unknown components. He’s not drinking beer and I’m cutting back on wine (hey! Red wine is good for your heart!). No sodas, so no mixed drinks that include soda. He’s cut out fruit juices and I’m only having a small glass of orange juice with breakfast (I’m convinced it keeps me from getting sick). Aside from a brief Derby slip-up (which was only about day 4 of our diet) we’ve both been doing a great job.

But tonight…

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2013

Tampa Bay Rays game, 2013

Tonight we’re going to a baseball game. Tampa Bay Rays vs. NY Yankees. You cannot attend a baseball game and not eat a hot dog. It’s just WRONG. So, tonight, we’re lifting our diet and we’re eating hot dogs. In fact, that’s the entire purpose behind this post. It’s not about the diet, truly. It’s about the fact that, tonight, I get to eat a hot dog! I GET TO EAT A HOT DOG!!!

Anywho, hope that clears up the diet questions that may have been lingering. I still love food and will never be able to stop. We’re just taking a little space, right now.

HOT DOGS!!

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6 Comments
  • Stephanie Smallsen
    May 14, 2015

    So I don’t eat meat – but I eat poultry (ya ya I know birds are animals, but technically they are their own food group) – anyways. I have been craving turkey sausage smokies since BBQ season begun – but apparently our local grocery store wont cater to my needs – which has had be craving them for weeks. Especially with all the bbq in the air!! I hope you got your fix lady, and thx for reminding me I need a hot dog.

    • Jeans and a Tank Top
      May 15, 2015

      Stephanie – do you eat fish? I mean, I know that fish often isn’t considered a meat (although the logic behind that escapes me), I’m just curious. I hoop you get your turkey sausage soon!

  • Alana
    May 15, 2015

    Oh wow, girl! Good luck with the diet! And enjoy that hotdog

    • Jeans and a Tank Top
      May 15, 2015

      Thanks, Alana. It was amazing. We even went for foot-longs, just to truly enjoy ourselves!

  • Laura @ Life with Lolo
    May 15, 2015

    I fully support “lifting” diets or health goals for special occasions like baseball games. Because I would HAVE to have a beer (or 3) if I went to a game and some sort of stadium food too!

    • Jeans and a Tank Top
      May 15, 2015

      It’s only right. We did manage to abstain from beer, although it was really really tough. Tall Guy looked like he was going to cry every time a vendor went by yelling “ice cold beer!”

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