I doubt that I could ever stick to a diet that required that I never eat a specific item.
This is me. When I was at my heaviest, I tried Atkins, since Lewis had read the book and was all ga-ga about it and wanted to try it. And hey, I'm a huge carnivore, I figure it would be great.
I felt like SHIT. And I realized that as much as I adore meat, I love the whole experience-- the bun with the burger, the roux-based sauce to put over a chicken or steak dish, the potatoes in a good beef stew or clam chowder, the rice dish to go alongside picadillo. So I quit while Lewis not only kept going, he was enjoying it and having so much success, he was going whole hog. I couldn't bread chicken cutlets in even the lightest coating of flour, no, no... I had to go find whatever it was that Dr. Atkins recommended, which burned and left my kitchen smelling so bad that I declared war. I told Lewis he could damn well cook for himself and I went on my own diet which was a severe portion control, but I didn't deny myself anything.
Sucked, though, that I couldn't even share a bite of ice-cream with my husband. (He was that hardcore, even after the initial period had long-since passed.) At the time, if I had run into Dr. Atkins, I would have cheerfully punched him in the nose.
here is what I think -- I ignore the concept of weight loss -- I am one of those people that can lose a whole 2 pounds in a month. Whee.
I also love to eat. Lots of stuff. almost everything. So what I try to do is concentrate on the nutritially dense foods -- which is fruit and veggies. However, I eat whatever. I just try to limit the calorically dense fooods. And I try to move every day -- 30 minutes is good , 60 is better, but 10 minutes will do.
Sometimes I even lose weight.
Being ill for the last two weeks -- no movement , but the fruits and veggies were high. That is good.
Since Saturday, I've actually stuck to my vow to try to beat down my IBS by cutting out the major sources of refined sugar (for me, that means sweets -- cookies, ice cream, candy, etc., all of which we have in the house because The Boy has a sweet tooth of legndary proportions). I shunned an amazing-looking cupcake with a mountain of frosting (I love frosting more than my family) at a party on Saturday; I turned down Graeter's at the work birthday party yesterday (that should indicate how serious I am about this -- I TURNED DOWN GRAETER'S). No random snacking on cookies, etc. (instead, snacking on fruit/nuts/crackers&cheese).
Lo and behold, my gut feels much better. Whoda thunk it?
Teppy, I bow to your amazing will power.
Teppy, I bow to your amazing will power.
The gut pain/badness had gotten so bad that not eating sugar became less about will power and more about a Which Is Worse? scenario. If I wanted the enjoyment of eating sweets, then I had to accept the knifey gut pain and other badness. And if I wanted to squash the knifey gut pain and other disgusting badness, then I had to lay off the sugar.
It should be obvious how bad the gut pain was, if I was willing to give up sugar.
backtracking a bit. Finally looked at Edison site (as it was flash, and not viewable on iPhone). Dude! Very cool!! Pix & ND, I know it's a crazy question, but can you guilt trip family (who are wanting the party) to help cover the costs, just the amount that it goes over your budget)?
Hello, darlings. Skipped many hundreds of posts, read the last thirty.
I hate work. That is all.
{{{ smonster }}}
with that, I need to go to work.
