I was so happy seeing a re-lost of the same pounds I lose over and over again. Fat deposit insanity is losing the same pounds over and over again.
My husband had a bad day learning about food on his own. I'll give him an A for effort. Yesterday on the radio, this "expert" was talking about people who drink coffee are less likely to be diabetic. My husband isn't too fond of coffee. Gosh, I can't remember a time when I didn't drink coffee. My mum started me drinking coffee before I went to school. My husband looked at me and said this is the saddest information I have ever learned.
So my husband progressed to learning about his beloved cheese addiction. I keep complaining that cheese packs on the pounds. He is watching this internet video. I knew he was hoping to see on this video that cheese is slenderizing. What does he get? This photo of a huge "cheese belly".
My son is in town. He wanted us to go to Bollywood. The owner of the restaurant owns several local doughnut shops in addition to his Asian cuisine. The singer was fabulous. It's January. The mega dieting to lose holiday weight is on. The owner brought in his left over donuts. Donuts lined the wall at that the all you can eat buffet. Of course, we succumbed to doughnuts siren call. This morning between doughnuts siren call and MSG water retention we are bloated.
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Week Five
Last week I said there would be setbacks and plateaus. Maybe I jinxed myself! This is where dieting becomes more difficult.
I stuck to my plan this week, averaged 1565 calories per day, and I still gained 1.2 lbs. There was a time when I would have said, "What's the point?", and given up. But in reality, all that leads to is gaining the weight back. So, I keep going. See what happens next week. I lost very consistently for four weeks in a row. This is just a blip on the screen.
188.2/181.8/165
Sunday, January 22, 2012
In Search of Raul..........................I found him.....
This was one of the many meat servers at the restaurant we ate at. I told my husband, I'm going to marry the cook. My husband rolled his eyes at me. When my husband tasted his flan, he said to me, "Can you get the dessert chef for a husband too".
The salad filled me up.... but I stuffed in the lamb and steaks. I wasn't going to let those super tender meats go to waste. Maybe in 2 days I will feel hungry.
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Week Four
This week's weight is 180.6. Down another 2.6 lbs. I've lost 7.6 lbs so far. Another 15.5 to get to the top of my goal range. I'm just hoping to get there before summer. My weight is coming down at a pretty good rate right now, but I know that won't last. There will be setbacks and plateaus.
I'm enjoying my success so far, and continuing to take this one day at a time. Counting my calories - trying to average between 1600-1700 per day. Nothing drastic. Doing a little walking for exercise. My back and hip pain have improved dramatically. I am taking about 1/4 of the OTC meds I was taking before. I have read that every pound you lose puts 7 fewer pounds on your joints.
188.2/180.6/165
Veggie Burgers...
They need some meat added to them. I'm not getting them any more. 4 lbs weight gain. There is a reason why horses and cows poop alot.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Random thoughts
I wish I could say something that would motivate everyone equally. I know, it doesn't work that way. It just seems like the past few days, several of my dieting buddies are getting discouraged and falling off the wagon.
Some of them are people who still think dieting is a temporary thing. They don't understand that whole 'lifestyle change' and what it really means. But others are friends who know that things have to change for the long term.
It is one thing to know it, but the doing of it is still the tough part. Day after day, week after week, month after month. Not only that, but not every diet is right for every person. It's a cliche for a reason. "You have to do what works for you."
To my friends, I just want to say: When you're ready, you will pick yourself up, dust yourself off, and begin again. I know you will; and I know you'll be there for me when I lose my motivation, too!
Saturday, January 14, 2012
Week Three
This weeks weight - 183.2. Down 1.6. Total lost - 5 lbs! And yes, during this past week, I have eaten waffles, candy bars, cookies, pretzels, and fried chicken. I can lose this weight without giving up the foods I love.
One thing I want to mention is that my lower back has stopped hurting. As we get older, I suspect the motivation to lose weight becomes feeling better more than looking better. I was taking Tylenol and Motrin every day. Now, it's been a week since I've taken any at all.
I think I will appreciate my own progress more once I get below 180. Probably another two or three weeks. Years ago, we used to write it this way: Starting weight/current weight/goal weight
188.2/183.2/165
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
How is it going?
Today, I went to BK and got myself two BK juniors and took off the buns. Oh, that soft white bread was begging to be sampled but I stayed strong. Tonight I made a small steak, green onions and mushrooms.
My husband and I went grocery shopping. He bought his TV dinners. He is slipping back into his old ways.
I checked out what is cheap eats at the grocery store. This week it is pork and chicken. I bought a few vegetables. The oranges are still looking good.
I'm down to 205.
My husband and I went grocery shopping. He bought his TV dinners. He is slipping back into his old ways.
I checked out what is cheap eats at the grocery store. This week it is pork and chicken. I bought a few vegetables. The oranges are still looking good.
I'm down to 205.
A funny thing happened...
Last night, I was doing my usual negative diet speak - something along the lines of, "I don't even know why I bother, I'm never going to lose this weight." I had to laugh at myself, because I've been doing this too long - the negative talk doesn't work any more. I already know it's an excuse, and if I stick with my plan I will lose the weight.
I decided to buy a snack cake while I was out, today. (Yes, I was going to count the calories!) I got home and when I stepped out of the car, I dropped the snack cake right out of the package on the garage floor. Uh...
Saturday, January 7, 2012
Yesterday's Follies.....
My husband announced he has lost 6 lbs. He said it was due to his not snacking. He later confessed he got up in the middle of the night and ate green beans because there was nothing in the house to snack on and he was so hungry. I'm proud of him but I am slamming head on the desk on how men can lose weight faster.
Yesterday, I suggested to go to all you can eat pizza buffet to give my husband a reprieve of healthier eating. About 10 minutes being in the pizza place, my husband starts sneezing. A minute later, I started sneezing. I told my husband we are allergic to the place. He said, "NO WAY". The pizza place has a nice salad buffet.
Yesterday, I suggested to go to all you can eat pizza buffet to give my husband a reprieve of healthier eating. About 10 minutes being in the pizza place, my husband starts sneezing. A minute later, I started sneezing. I told my husband we are allergic to the place. He said, "NO WAY". The pizza place has a nice salad buffet.
Week two
Here are my results at the end of the second week. Down 2.2 lbs. Yay! 184.8
I wanted to talk a little about my diet. It's not a particularly healthy diet. I literally count only calories. Not fat, not sodium... It means that if I want chocolate and ice cream one day, I can have it without cheating on my plan. Actually, I have chocolate and ice cream a lot on my plan! But before I lost 100 lbs, I would look at the thin people around me and trying to figure out why they could eat chocolate and I had to eat carrots.
That's when I discovered the numbers. Keep your calories under control, and your weight will come down. The biggest thing it did for me was take away the diet guilt. 'OMG, I ate a doughnut. I am a bad person. I will never lose weight' - talk about a self fulfilling prophecy! Now, it's 'I ate a doughnut, I'd better skip lunch'. Period. You know what else? When you do that, you get pretty hungry by suppertime, and you learn not to do it again!
I've named my Belgian waffle maker 'Leopold'.
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
I feel funny...
Oh wait, no I don't. Part of my problem with blogging. I really want to be funny, so I sit here telling myself, "Quick, think of something funny to blog about!" ...crickets...
I am getting back in the groove with my diet. I cut back gradually after I've been so far off track. I am already feeling better. You know how crummy people often feel on Mondays? It isn't all about the workweek starting up again. Some of it is going through 'food withdrawal' after eating bad all weekend. Eat better over the weekend, feel a whole lot better when Monday rolls around.
I got a belgian waffle maker for Christmas - now that's funny!
The Chicken Sisters....
The last time I saw a full variety of peeps at the grocery store is when I was kid.
Tonight I made roast chicken, German potato salad, roasted peppers, and salad. My son called during dinner. My husband kept my German potato salad lowest carb for me. He saved a couple of bites. The reason why I made German potato salad was for the bacon. I didn't have celery salt on hand so I used Mrs. Dash hot spicy. It contained celery seeds. Supposed I could call the dish "Tex-German" Salad.
The scale blessed me with another pound loss. O
Monday, January 2, 2012
I guess it's about time!
Happy new Year!
I am the mysterious co-blogger. Soupy has already told you how we met. I lost 100 lbs, and managed to keep a lot of it off - it will be 10 years this month. But, since I hit 50, my weight has been creeping up steadily. I am not planning to get down to my original goal weight of 150, but I do want to get down to 160-165. Started last week at 188.2. Current weight 187. I kept telling myself I 'only' needed to lose 20-25 lbs. Then Soupy pointed out that I was nudging closer and closer to that 200 lb mark. It's time to get serious. Soupy is a low-carb dieter. I am a calorie counter.
I have a theory about turning 50. I think the reason it's harder to lose weight and to keep it off is a combination of two things. First of all, everything hurts. (No one ever mentions that.) Just getting out of bed is exercise! Secondly, you don't really care any more. No matter how skinny I get now, I'm not going to be wearing a bikini!
So there you have it, my first official blog.
The Self Appointed Physical Trainer....
Our dog is taking this physical training seriously. She had us out the door way too early this morning. She showed no mercy as she dragged my husband down the street. We get back from PT and my husband said to me, "I hate dieting and getting in shape".
I took 2 aspirins in hopes my sciatic nerve pain will go away.
The scale felt kind and subtracted 1 lb. Yeah!
Last night, I made sauteed veggies, salad, mustard vinaigrette, potatoes Anna, and sauteed steak with sherry sauce.
I took 2 aspirins in hopes my sciatic nerve pain will go away.
The scale felt kind and subtracted 1 lb. Yeah!
Last night, I made sauteed veggies, salad, mustard vinaigrette, potatoes Anna, and sauteed steak with sherry sauce.
Sunday, January 1, 2012
Plates and Mates....
Let me talk about plates. The dinner plate quite often comes with some sort of border or rim. This plate has a nice decorative blue border. The white area is about the size salad plate. The white area is where the chefs make their pretty food presentation. Personally, I don't like using small plates to lose weight. My husband might one day think white area is approximately the size of salad plate and point out the truth that all I had to do was keep the food off of the blue area. No thanks.
Here's my lunch. The other part of the sour orange is on my plate. Green leafy lettuce and fresh tomato with a homemade vinaigrette. The shrimp was sauteed in butter, red pepper and celery.
How did the walk go? My dog is a good southern old dog. She wanted to ride in the car.
Weight: 210
In My Best Klingon Voice: It's A Good Day To Diet!
Right now, I am waiting for my egg to hard boiled. I ate part of a sour orange. I will count making strange twisting face as yoga exercising. This is really a little note to remind myself that there is an egg boiling on the stove so I will avoid the burning the pan and hearing an egg exploding. Self-launched egg missiles scares my husband and my dog. They aren't in the back room bunker safely keyboarding away. I have done several egg missiles in the last 11 years. I am happy to report, only once I had to throw away a pan. I'm am really gourmet cook... except for breakfast. I am not fond of the concept of breakfast. I need several cups of coffee to make important decision of which breakfast food I detest that I am going to eat.
My partner in crime of wicked diet humor is unsure of herself on what she can blog about. Trust me, once she gets into posting blogs she will have plenty to write about.
Suppose a little history about us is in order. My co-blogger and I met on a 100 lbs or more weight loss forum for back in 2000. We were in our 40's. Losing weight was easier back then until super fat glue hormones emerged into our bodies. Yeah, we lost our weight. My co-blogger managed to keep quite a bit of her weight off. I am proud of her. I, on the other hand, after gaining mysterious pounds without eating more went full bore ahead with going off my slimming plan that had kept the weight off for nearly 10 years. The last pounds were a lot more fun to gain than mysterious arriving pounds.
My humor I believe comes from having only older brothers. I didn't have sisters to patrol my plate with an eagle eye laser precision to give "the look" of me pigging out. If I didn't grab enough food, it would be gone. My brothers ate fast. My eldest brother when he became older pronounced his corpulence figure was not fat but an investment. He pointed out he paid a fortune to get his stomach to over hang his belt. He ended up marrying a girl with all sisters and no brothers. I enjoyed every time she gave him "the look" of pigging out. Ohhh.. you should have seen how fast he dropped his fork after her killer look. His wife, slimmed down his corpulence figure.
It is time to eat my hard boiled egg. I will jump up and down on the scale furiously to get my January 1, 2012 start weight. I will head out for a walk. It will take awhile to walk. My dog is old and needs plenty rest stops. I just hope I don't have to carry her 65 lbs over my shoulders back home.
My partner in crime of wicked diet humor is unsure of herself on what she can blog about. Trust me, once she gets into posting blogs she will have plenty to write about.
Suppose a little history about us is in order. My co-blogger and I met on a 100 lbs or more weight loss forum for back in 2000. We were in our 40's. Losing weight was easier back then until super fat glue hormones emerged into our bodies. Yeah, we lost our weight. My co-blogger managed to keep quite a bit of her weight off. I am proud of her. I, on the other hand, after gaining mysterious pounds without eating more went full bore ahead with going off my slimming plan that had kept the weight off for nearly 10 years. The last pounds were a lot more fun to gain than mysterious arriving pounds.
My humor I believe comes from having only older brothers. I didn't have sisters to patrol my plate with an eagle eye laser precision to give "the look" of me pigging out. If I didn't grab enough food, it would be gone. My brothers ate fast. My eldest brother when he became older pronounced his corpulence figure was not fat but an investment. He pointed out he paid a fortune to get his stomach to over hang his belt. He ended up marrying a girl with all sisters and no brothers. I enjoyed every time she gave him "the look" of pigging out. Ohhh.. you should have seen how fast he dropped his fork after her killer look. His wife, slimmed down his corpulence figure.
It is time to eat my hard boiled egg. I will jump up and down on the scale furiously to get my January 1, 2012 start weight. I will head out for a walk. It will take awhile to walk. My dog is old and needs plenty rest stops. I just hope I don't have to carry her 65 lbs over my shoulders back home.
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