Monthly Archives: June 2012

4 week anniversary

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I’m so happy to report that today is my 4 week anniversary. I’m 24.5 pounds lighter, in clothes I haven’t fit into in 2 years, and I can’t believe how happy I am. This is the first time I’ve been on a program where I’m satisfied, it’s working, I’m rarely hungry (nothing that 3-4 baby dill pickles can’t curb), and I’m not crabby (in fact I’m actually more mellow and happy). It’s truly a miracle in my life. For the first time EVER I actually believe I will be able to lose the weight that I want. I simply feel gratitude.

Hope all of you have a fabulous day!

Good news

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16.5 pounds in 2 weeks.  It will probably slow to 4 pounds/week from now on (average).  And before anyone says “Oh, that’s too fast!  It can’t be healthy!  Experts recommend 1-2 pounds a week….” I want to inform you that this is exactly what Ideal Protein is all about.  I’m averaging between 750-950 calories per day, and I’ve never been more satisfied on a weight loss program in my life.

In 2010 I lost 35 pounds doing calorie restriction.  My trainer had me on 1600 calories a day.  That was incredibly difficult to accomplish.  How can having 700-900 calories more a day leave me feeling less full and satisfied?  Simple.  I was still allowed carbs and sugar.  Now that I am filling my body full of all the right vegetables and proteins (and the veggies and IP foods contain just the right amount of carbs to keep your brain functioning) I’m not hungry.  I feel physically better than I have in years.  It’s really a miracle for me.  I know I’m going to finally be able to accomplish this.  16.5 pounds is a drop in the pond of 140 pounds (my goal) overall….but it’s a heck of a start.  I’ll take it!  I’m thrilled! I’m already in clothing I haven’t been in since 2010.  I packed away some fat pants already, and am already in jeans that fit me better and don’t fall off by the end of the day.  Larger women’s clothing for some reason in the past few years is designed to be “just right” when you first put them on, and then loosen throughout the day….to the point where I felt like jeans were falling off by the end of the day.  Not flattering.  Not comfortable.  I’m out of that ilk of jeans now, and I’m so happy with that.

Over and out.

What will tomorrow bring?

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Tomorrow is my 2-week weigh-in on my scale, and Friday is my 2nd appointment with my Ideal Protein coach.  As of Saturday I had lost 12 pounds since May 30th, so we’ll see in the morning.

I have not had to take one acid reducer since day 5 of the program.  I have had probably 10% the amount of aspirin I usually take.  I’m not going to turn into a “born again health nut”, but honestly, for me, sugar and refined carbs are poison.  And I’m so happy to have been without them for 2 weeks now.

I had a nightmare about food last night.  A nightmare.  Not a dream.  I had eaten 2 pieces of bread, one that someone had hidden in a recipe that I ate unknowingly and another piece that I took a bite out of.  I was really upset in the nightmare about this.  According to my coach – if I cheat 3 times I’m out of the program.  Any time you cheat you basically have to start over with the withdrawal and getting back to ketosis….so it’s a time and money waster.  I thought it was funny that instead of dreaming of pizza or Chinese food I had a dream about bread (and it was high-fiber grain bread too)!

Life sure is changing!  🙂

Grilling

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So I guess today was day 12 on the lifestyle change.  I’ve stopped counting, because really, if it’s a lifestyle change you don’t keep track of the days.  Because it’s just how it is now.  Believe me, there are other tracking mechanisms….my weekly coaching appointment, and my daily SparkPeople tracking.  So it’s not like I won’t know how much I’ve lost in how much amount of time.  There’s just not much point in counting each day.

This past week I’ve faced many temptations, but they actually were only temptations in my brain.  Interestingly enough, all of the temptations were at work.  One baby shower, 2 lunches where pizza was served, and then a free baseball game IN THE BOX WITH FREE FOOD.  None of it on my plan.

One thing I’ve noticed is that most people get their “fruits and veggies” part of the food pyramid (or whatever on earth it is now) by eating fruit.  Fruit is not on my plan at all.  It has sugar in it, therefore it’s completely verboten.  Not forever, but for now while I’m in Phase 1 of this plan, and I’m on Phase 1 until I’m at 90% of what I want to lose.  At the baby shower someone was great enough to bring a fruit plate, thinking that was a good healthy option.  And it is!  However, I’ve come to realize that if you really want to be inclusive to ALL types of eaters with all types of restrictions (for whatever reasons), you have to have to have to include a vegetable tray.

Yesterday my dad came up to my house to pick me up prior to going to the game.  I cooked us lunch prior to going so that I wouldn’t be tempted (as much) to eat there.  Plus, my dad has Type 2 diabetes and should really eat better than he does.  He loved my lunch.  I’m getting really good at grilling veggies on the grill.  The picture with this blog entry is from tonight’s meal, but a lot of meals I’m home for look a lot like the picture.  I like to have a little of this and a little of that.  I cut everything up, and then put it in a nice mixing bowl.  I spray the veggies with Pam Olive Oil spray, salt, and pepper.  Then grill.  Easy.

Yesterday morning I stepped on the scale and I had lost 12 pounds exactly since May 30th.  I’m going to try to refrain getting on the scale until Wednesday morning, which will be the 2 week mark.

OK, so this is about it for now.  Even my cat is on a diet.  🙂

Who are the people in your neighborhood?

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Growing up in a small, rural town and now living in the northwest suburbs of Chicago for the past 15 years, I’ve seen some differences between the two.  But one of the most interesting and infuriating are the squirrels.

That’s right.

Squirrels in my hometown in Indiana know their place.  They are part of the larger ecosystem.  They eat what God intended them to eat, and provide whatever ecosystem service God intended them to provide.

My dad always planted a garden.  We called it “The Survival of the Fittest Garden” because one day a year my dad would get inspired.  The plants would be purchased, the plot would be tilled, the plants would be planted and fed, and life was good.  Then apart of the occasional “throw the sprinkler by the garden” whatever was able to grow deserved to grow.  No weeding. no other feeding, no other care.  Somehow though, we always were blessed with plenty of vegetables to eat, tomatoes being the favorite.

I remember my first foray into container gardening at the condo I was at in Arlington Heights in the summer of 2000. I planted a cherry tomato plant, which grew very well in the container.  Little green buds that would grow up to be cherry tomatoes were plentiful.  They grew and grew.  Subconsciously I might have had a sense that there were fewer tomatoes on Friday than on Thursday, but it was only until I had a precious couple left, and saw a squirrel steal one of them with it’s bare hands/claws/paws/hooves (whatever, I don’t know much about squirrels) that I realized what had been going on.  Now the thing about this that was really surprising to me is the fact that I lived on the 2nd floor.  So the squirrel had to climb up a tree, make a decent leap onto my porch, and then proceed with his robbery.  I’ll never forget the time I saw the squirrel take a wonder bread bag up to his lair (not from my house….never been a wonder bread eater).

Mom and I tried tomato plants up here in Buffalo Grove a few times.  One year we even did that upside-down hanging contraption where the tomatoes hang almost to the ground.  It grew nicely.  However, Rambo, our neighborhood squirrel (yes, I named him Rambo) has always eaten most of the crop.  Sometimes he eats them right on the plant and we are left with a half-chewed tomato.

The Old Man (we don’t know his name), our neighbor who lives in the same building as The Gypsies, The Young Woman, The Qaeda Family (Al and his wife), and Mr. and Mrs. Hoobastank, feeds Rambo and his family year-round.  We’ve seen him.  It’s because of his feeding that Rambo brazenly will come to our porch and look at us defiantly and want to be fed.  One time he even climbed my screen door.

Other neighbors of mine, you ask?  The R’s, The Former Lesbians, Margaret, Debbie, The Bitch, and The Mayor.

I’ll write about The R’s soon, as they are always up to strange antics on Sunday afternoons.

Diet going great.  10 pounds lost as of this morning.  I rock.