THIRTYTONORMAL

I know I’m doing well …

when I can walk past the cupcake store multiple times and not have even the most fleeting desire to go in.

The only parking place I could find today was right in front of the cupcake store.  So I hit the grocery store and the bank (it’s half way between them) and walked past the window filled with the freshest of fresh delicious cupcakes several times (because I forgot to get lemons at the grocery store and so had to go back) without a single twinge.

Hooray for me.  I am SO happy to be in this place.

I know I have a long way to go (like the rest of my life ;) ), but after over a year of starts and stops … with the starts sometimes barely lasting a day … it is so great to feel firmly on the path.

And I remember this feeling.  Not just from the first part of this journey when I lost the first ~40 pounds, but from the years and years when I didn’t have a weight problem.  Life wasn’t a series then of on or off a diet.  Life just was.  I fully admit that I was much more active then (as any mother of young kids will testify), but I never belonged to a gym and never counted a single calorie. I just ate when I was hungry and realize now I ate almost exactly like I’m eating now … lots of vegetables and proteins with some fruit and dairy without a lot of grains.

Do I think this is it?  Well, I sure hope it is, but I know that I need to stay cognizant that as easily as I arrived in this place I can just as easily leave.  All it takes is my listening to that voice coming back and telling me I deserve, I can, I should be able to eat that cupcake or cupcakes.

Is it crazy to be this happy about how well things are going at one week in?  Probably, but I take my happiness where I can find it.  :)

 

not sure how good of an idea this is …

Somewhere out in the blog world I found a recipe for breakfast cake.

Lest you think it’s off plan, it’s actually not.

Lest you think if it’s on plan, then it’s probably not that great.  It actually is.

To the point that I’m kind of concerned that I might overdo it.

OTOH, it actually keeps me full for hours.

Which I definitely couldn’t say about regular cake (unless I ate so much that I was sick to my stomach).

Here’s the recipe:

  • 1 scoop protein powder (I use Primal Fuel of which I could have two scoops a day and still stay on plan)
  • 1 Tbsp dark cocoa (the baking kind with no sugar in it)
  • 1 Tbsp unsweetened applesauce
  • 1 egg white
  • 1/4 tsp baking powder
  • I add a drip of peppermint occasionally.

Place all ingredients in small bowl and mix together.  Place in microwave for 60 to 70 seconds.

I was actually surprised that it was tasty … not as good as chocolate/chocolate cupcakes (but then seriously what is), but it feels indulgent and I like it better than drinking a protein drink.

I don’t plan on having it very often … I’m afraid I could definitely over indulge.  And I’m not putting any toppings on it, although YMMV.  I hope I can keep it around, but as with all things, I’ll see if it’s an asset or not.

BTW, I’ve never had protein powder before, but with all the traveling we did over the holidays (four weeks’ worth) I decided it would be a good alternative for those days when we didn’t stop for something to eat.  And it worked out really well.  I’ll probably keep some around the house … it’s great for those days when I leave first thing in the morning and don’t get back until the middle of the afternoon.

Kid things are still on-going.  It’s pretty funny to see the family phone-tree.  Kid A calls B who calls C who double-checks with A and then calls D&E who call F&G … and then it all starts over again with multiple calls from multiple people to Mac and I.  I’m resigned about it at this point.

And my resignation means I’m still in the zen zone.  I am keeping track of my carbs and protein right now because I feel like I might be a little light on the protein.  Yesterday I decided to have a couple of slices of turkey (that I’d roasted myself … I never have been able to stomach deli meat) to up the protein count.  Carbs meanwhile are well below the maximum I set for myself which is what happens when you are eating a lot of vegetables and no fruit.

And I love, love, love the spark people app for the IPad … the interface suits me perfectly.  Which is kind of surprising since I was vaguely irritated by desktop interface.  Plus it was free.  And since it’s on my IPad I don’t have to wear my reading glasses to see it I can update it in the evening when I’m catching up with TIVO and drinking my herbal tea.

 

Zen Zone

It seems like I’ve been back firmly on track for much longer than week, but this latest go-around just started six days ago.

And I’m still in the zen zone.

I wavered a bit yesterday.  Kid drama which happens even when said kids are all adults.  They’ll figure it out, but seriously I would be happy to step in and tell them what to do.  But I won’t.  We each have to walk our own path and while I think the path they are contemplating isn’t such a great idea they obviously think differently.  And if there’s one thing I’ve definitely learned it’s that sometimes what seems to be the wrong path turns out to be the best path in the end.  So we each need to choose for ourselves because we’re the ones that have to live that choice.  (nothing of a crisis level, just a kid not dealing with things at work the way I think they should … I’m afraid they’ll get fired and they don’t care at this point because of all the crap that’s gone on.)

But in the end I sat down with a cup of herbal tea and re-read the primal blueprint 21 day challenge and was totally back in the zone again.

Now if I could just get my subconscious to let it go and quit waking up in the middle of the night and worrying about things.  I’m just fortunate that I fall right back to sleep again once I convince myself that, once again, it’s out of my hands.

Made turkey with roasted potatoes and onions yesterday.  Debated about having some of the potatoes … they are a seldom or never choice unless you are a heavy exerciser (which I am not).  In the end, I decided to have a couple of bites.  They were good, but I realized I would have been just as happy with roasted cauliflower.  Next time I’ll do the potatoes for Mac and the cauliflower for me.  I’m glad I had them because I think I would have thought they were better than they were if I hadn’t.

We finally are warming up here … at least the temperature is above zero.  It’s still icy out … kids were skating on our cul de sac yesterday.  It looked pretty uneven to me, but then I like to skate on a smooth surface that’s been groomed by a Zamboni.