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.
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).
A couple of years ago my friend Lina introduced me to Roasted Red Peppers and I was hooked.
There are so many studies, websites, books and probably Twitter posts about not weighing yourself everyday. But do I listen? Nope. So each morning I would wake up and weigh myself. Some mornings I would be thrilled, others I would feel defeated, either way it would set the tone for the entire day. So I have called a truce with my scale and I feel liberated.
So this is just a check in before the long weekend (labour day). Yesterday I needed some cash, so I stopped at a gas station convenience store and used their ATM. But I always feel guilty if I don’t buy anything. Kind of like, running into the coffee shop to use the washroom (even though I’m usually getting tea anyway). So as I turned from the ATM my eyes fell on the available snacks!
You got it! I missed salad! On Sunday I headed to another city, 5 hrs away to participate in a work conference for a few days. I ate conference food (ugh) and had the pleasure of eating at some pretty great restaurants for dinner. But I missed my lunch salad. I missed knowing what I was eating.
Happy Fri-yay! (Some guy in Finance said that too me, so I’m going with it). What will happen to me, now that my Weight Watchers membership is over? Will I gain the weight back that I fought to lose? Will I chuck the salads on Sundays and replace it with cheeseburgers and fries?
No. I’ve come too far to do that to myself. But what will I do?
“Do not mock the serious Pokemon Hunters!” exclaimed my husband. After reading a facebook post from a friend that thinks we’re funny. Love her!
We just got back from bagging 28 Pokemon. Yes, you read that correctly!
In the about me section I don’t tell the whole story, it’s a bit like dating, you only reveal a bit at a time, until your sure you’ll be accepted. My close friends know of course and it’s not a real secret just not first date worthy. Be warned, the first part of the post is medical but I do provide a great breakfast recipe at the end.
I’m new to blogging. Having only started this year and only purchased my domain because I won a bet (see here for that post) with my husband.
I realize that not every salad I will make will be a hit. In fact, I’m kind of surprised that I haven’t had more “disappointing” outcomes. But this week I have 1.5 salads to remove from my list. How can I have 1.5? Let me explain.
I find myself saying “I’m going to blog about this”, a lot. Just last night, my husband and I went to a plaza to shop. After exiting the first store, I said “I”m going to walk to the next one”. My husband replied in mock horror “What?”. But honestly, that is our lives. We have gone to this plaza many times and yes, we will park in front of the first store and then drive further along the mall to to get to the next stores This time however, I said I wanted to walk. So we did. It felt great.
Today, I put that theory into practice again.
It would have been nice if I could have posted something like “OMG, I’m down 3 dress sizes”, which would be even more remarkable, since I don’t wear dresses. But life is not like that. Last month, I made a huge career decision. Leaving a place that I had been with for over 15 yrs (collectively). I changed not only my employer, but the industry I worked in. I went from private sector to public sector. Big changes.
Repost: April 7, 2016
Sometimes it’s the small things. Just yesterday I said to my son “hey look, my rings just slide off”. My 13 yr old was impressed. He’s seen me twist and pull my rings off. But yesterday my rings loosely turned on my finger. Woop Woop.
And sometimes it’s the big things.