Monday, April 9, 2012

Day 8 on the 17 Day Diet

Well it's been over a week now on the 17 Day Diet. I've lost 10 pounds. Now before you get all excited, let me just say that this diet is really difficult to stick to if you like sugar and carbs. I suffered a little over the Easter weekend, but stayed strong in spite of the Easter bunny. I'm counting the days until I hit day 18. I love the results of this diet. It is loaded with delicious healthy foods. My blood pressure has even improved some as a result of following the food list. The most valuable thing I have gained from this diet so far has been getting back into the swing of consistent exercise. I took a few pictures of the dinners I prepared over the last week. Let me know your thoughts!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Day number 1 of 17 yesterday was day number one of the 17 day diet for me. With the 17 day diet you can have lean meats like chicken and fish with a variety of fresh vegetables. You can also have 2 servings of fresh fruit and 2 servings of a pro biotic cottage cheese or yogurt per day. For breakfast I had egg whites and blackberries with a cup of green tea.
For lunch I had a salad of baby spinach with matchstick carrots, cucumbers, grape tomatoes, and light tuna. I had a snack of cottage cheese and then later yogurt with blackberries as well. I seemed to be hungry all day and I don't know if it was because I was used to eating more or because I wanted to eat because I knew I couldn't. Damn brain plays tricks on you at the worst times...
Anyways...I grilled some chicken strips and flavored them with one of my favorite spices and used smart balance cooking spray on the grill. I also steamed some fresh broccoli and green beans and used a tiny bit of sea salt.

I had a cup of green tea with each meal and drank water the rest of the day. The diet insists that you drink plenty of water. I also exercised on the elliptical for 30 minutes. The plan makes you stay away from processed sugars and carbs. The food was delicious and easy to prepare. There is a lot of flexibility as long as you only eat lean meats, vegetables, and fruit. The added 2 servings of pro biotics helped alleviate the hunger in the middle of the day. I weighed myself the day before I started as well as yesterday and today and I have already lost 3 pounds. I didn't starve, nor did I run myself into the ground. I ate healthy and exercised. I exerted some discipline, but other than that it was simple. I'll report more later in the week.

Monday, April 2, 2012

SYKOSA! A new YA novel now out!

Please enjoy this excerpt from Sykosa, a YA novel (for 18+ readers), by Justin Ordoñez. Then read on to learn how you can win huge prizes as part of this blog tour, including $550 in Amazon gift cards, a Kindle Fire, and 5 autographed copies of the book.

First period. American history.

Who knows which is worse. At this hour, it’s too early to care. Luckily, it’s never too early to bitch and moan. And she would do so, save her teacher is already on it. He’s up at the board—in shock that not a pupil noticed how his cuff smudged all his bullet points. Like wrist trajectory were her problem. That’s a math problem. And math problems aren’t her problem for another two hours. Yawn. He’s still going on—something about full attention being on…

Her fingernails.

Fingernails, you see, are better than lectures.

Particularly these lectures. Particularly this class.

She wishes nail polish didn’t break the Academy’s Personal Code, then her fingernails could be pretty colors, and she’d feel like a pretty girl. They should let her do her nails in class. It’s no different from doodling. It also increases hygiene, and in high school, that’s nothing to scoff at. She may paint her fingernails this afternoon, just for fun, then remove it and—

Hang on. Her teacher said something will be on a test.

Never mind, she already knows it.

Anyhow, if she does do her nails, she has a problem. She doesn’t know what to do. However, she does know she doesn’t want to do something she’s already done. If she’s gonna do her nails for one night, then it’d be nice if it were a departure of some type. Alas, her brain has no ideas. Being pretty is hard! Yet, she likes it so very much. That does it. She needs to talk to Niko. For one, Niko’s her best friend. Two, Niko’s gifted in the department of being glamorous. And luckily, Niko’s her neighbor, so she drafts a note that she passes across the table.

What should I do with my fingernails?

Niko reads the note in delight, then dies of boredom.

I thought you were gonna share good gossip or something.

No, I want to do my fingernails.

<em>Do something slutty. That’s always good for a thrill.</em>

That’s a good idea.

Niko always has good ideas. Niko’s brilliant!

She wishes she were Niko.

And Niko wishes she were Sykosa’s breasts. <em>That’s me, Sykosa! Well, technically, it’s my breasts.</em> Breasts are an urgent topic for Niko, seeing as her prime puberty years have passed, and to Niko’s horror, she’s all As in the bra and all Ds on her report card. That’s harder on a girl than people think. And it’s why Niko collapses her cheek on her hand, then inconspicuously stares at those far-bigger boobs. Niko thinks she does it for a second or two. In reality, it’s seven or eight. Now, before anyone makes any assumptions, Niko’s not gay. She’s about as boy-crazy as a girl gets. To the point that she collects boyfriends as if they were Girl Scout badges.

And to be fair, this breast-staring is harmless.

Though every girl has her limits.

Hers have been exceeded. Not by Niko, but by Tom. He also has his cheek in hand, his eyes overcome by her chest—for what is maybe ten or eleven seconds.

Unlike Niko, he’s thinking of her as if she were some toy.

He may be right.

In the only snowstorm of the year, as the Academy froze under the sickly sweet smell of a dysfunctional oil furnace, she retreated behind the two bell towers of the Academy chapel. And on that very day, this very boy—in his ski jacket laden with those sticky tags they put on bags at airports—stumbled onto her smoking self and put his tongue in her mouth. It was a bold move. And it impressed her. They didn’t need to “talk.” Besides, it woulda fucked up the moment. <em>I get shy fast.</em> Accordingly, she kissed him until her heart beat so hard she became faint. It meant something. This feeling. She caught her breath. They sat beside each other. Seconds later, she wished they hadn’t stopped, so they restarted, then kept at it.

This time without the tongue.

Niko steals the note, then writes a new one.

Why is he looking at you like that? Only I’m supposed to look at you like that!

Niko’s the type who admits her faults shamelessly. While it’s slightly backward, Niko does so not as a deterrent from such behaviors, but to enable them. She rarely complains. Because that’s Niko. And somehow that excuses everything Niko does. That said, she supposes she’s predisposed to Niko’s jealously over her body, perhaps to the point of flattery. You see, this Tom-thing is nothing. Or if it is something, it’s certainly not enough of something. Not enough for her to buy a prom dress.

Why do you think he is looking at me like that?

Because you *

Not to delve too far into the well of note-passing dynamics, but she—and the Queens—use secret codes in case of confiscation. “*” means fuck, in all forms and conjugations. She has not * Tom. She has not * anybody. Her lips quiver at the *. It feels like something she’ll put off until she is thirty. Simultaneously, she also feels like it could happen in the immediate future.

Sometimes she just “knows.”




But, she is afraid. Everything is too complicated. It should not have to be. She goes behind the chapel. He goes behind the chapel. They make out. Simple, right? It’s not. Regardless, if even that must be complicated, then certainly the concept that she wants to go to Prom, thus he should ask her to Prom and then they should go to Prom is simple, right? It’s not. You see, he has this best friend, this confidante, this main focus, this everything—and her name is not Sykosa, but Mackenzie.

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About the book: YA fiction for the 18+ crowdSykosa is a sixteen-year-old girl trying to reclaim her identity after an act of violence shatters her life and the lives of her friends. Set at her best friend’s cottage, for what will be a weekend of unsupervised badness, Sykosa will have to finally confront the major players and issues from this event, as well as decide if she wants to lose her virginity to Tom, her first boyfriend, and the boy who saved her from danger.
About the author: Sykosais Justin Ordoñez's life's work. He hopes to one day settle down with a nerdy, somewhat introverted woman and own 1 to 4 dogs.
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