Driving home from Sudbury, Ontario tonight, I thought to myself “is there anything at home that I can have for my lunch”. Unfortunately, the answer was no. I shop weekly so ensure that my salad ingredients are fresh and crisp. That meant, when we arrived home at 8pm, after being away, that I dropped off my DH and off I went shopping. But, two hours later, groceries purchased, puta away, cooked, chopped, diced and jarred.
About a year ago I heard about a morning coffee that I just had to try. According to the chiropractors that told me about it, I was at a conference with three practitioners speaking about the evils of sugar and during the speech they mentioned this “amazing” beverage. So, I went right out to the health food store and bought the ingredients that I needed. The next morning I made the concoction and it was … gross. Fast forward to about 2 weeks ago and I yet again heard about this “you’ve-just-got-to-try-this” coffee. Upon reflection of my last failed attempt, I realized that I put the wrong type of ingredient into the coffee AND didn’t sweeten it. Following the steps, exactly, I was surprised to find that I LOVE this coffee.
A friend, Kiki, once told me about hot yoga, some 10 years ago. A style of yoga performed in a hot studio.
Not everyone gets excited about sitting down and making a plan. BUT I love this part of my journey. It’s scary to think that I used to not know what I was having for a meal until it was dinner time or until I felt hungry. Using a very simple meal plan template, like the one I found in Excel, pictured here:
This is a quick post. Sometimes there are those things that we like so much, that we want to have more. Food is like that for me.
I love Friday. Who doesn’t? Well maybe people that work the weekend shift. Maybe they don’t love Fridays, but I start getting that light headed, giddy feeling right about now. It’s especially awesome since it’s an extended weekend and we’re going to visit my in-laws.
So, what did you all have for lunch today? It is Friday after all. You know, eat-out day. That one work-day, although others do this every day (ahem), that you can eat out. I’m not against this by any means. In the almost year that I’ve worked in my new role, I’ve got out less than 10 times. Why you ask? Well have a look at the below picture. This is why.
What a fabulous weekend! Candy store visits, movies, food and mason jar salads.
My scale has found a new temporary home. OK, well it’s not out of our bathroom, but I did prop it up against the wall. Previously it was right in the middle of the room. The scale mocks you from it’s position in front of the mirror, so not only do you weigh yourself (wearing as little as possible), but you get to look at yourself in the mirror at the same time. Yay me. But I moved it out of the way to limit my scale check-ins. Seemed to work.
I realized that I had forgotten to post last weeks clinic visit, so here it is.
I am now in month two of the metabolic doctor supervised plan. If I don’t include last Thursday, as that was February 2, then I have lost a total of 12lb for the month of January. I keep getting asked about the plan, so I decided to put together a document that highlights what I’ve been doing this past month.
I woke up yesterday morning expecting to get on the scale and either go up (a bit) or little to no change. This wasn’t because of some misguided, “I expect to see something disappointing, but hope that I don’t” kind of feeling. This was based on a mid-week scale check (I know, it’s an addiction) and a silent run-down of my week. Was I ever surprised.
The difference, among many, between the metabolic clinic and weight watchers is that you need to book your next weigh in. I was so used to WW that I didn’t even think to do that on my last visit. So when Thursday rolled around (Jan 12th) I just assumed I would go weigh in. But when I called, I was informed that I would need to book an appointment for next week. So I figured, I would stick to Thursdays and booked it for last night, Jan 19th. I apologize, that’s a lot of dates. But the results were good, even if I did forget to book last week.
OK, so one thing I’m learning is that while it’s definitely a different way of eating, it’s not bad. You really need to just be creative. Or know someone that’s been through it, that can share their experience. WAIT! That’s me! So, it’s time to roll out a new salad. I was tossing the idea around, to try another week without chicken salads and I thought, “steak”. We love steak.
Let’s just say, that following the metabolic diet requires creativity, internet savvy and patience (by patience, I mean your family needs this skill to deal with the concoctions you will cook up). Right before Christmas I weighed in at the Metabolic clinic, but since we were just about to start holiday season, I didn’t adjust my diet until January 2, 2017. Here are the results of both my initial weigh in (from Dec. 2016) and last weeks first weigh in.
I’m calling this 1.25 since it reports on yesterday and this morning.
So this was a poor planning exercise on my part. I woke up yesterday morning and starting making to-do lists on this great list app (to-do, grocery lists). I love that you can share the grocery list with everyone in the family and when they want to add something, each person (who has the app installed) opens the app and adds the item. It then shows up on my grocery list. The app even has a handy bar code scanner. Sweet!
Nope, not going to make a list of resolutions, only to disappoint myself. I’ve done this before, in fact, I sat down and thought of a few that I have made over the years and how it really turned out.
Each week I make salads (and sometimes breakfast) and place them in the fridge. Yesterday it struck me, as I placed the last of my Overnight Oats with Berries in the fridge, that the mason jars are taking over ample fridge real estate.
It’s been a month, time to weigh in. The results, while not what I would have wanted, are not too surprising. But November is a month of changes.
So, I’ve talked about it. I’ve posted about it. And now I’m actually doing it. I will be weighing myself on the 1st of every month (regardless of what day of the week it is).