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'.

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

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.

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.