THIRTYTONORMAL

Recommitted …

It’s not how many times you fall that matters, but how many times you get back up.

We had a wonderful week-end, although it was rainy and cold outside.  I’m fully back on the  no sugar/flour course … I feel so much better when those two substances aren’t in my food.  I’ve been doing some reading, trying to clarify what I know works for me.

The truth is that the only other time I lost significant amount of weight was  when I significantly restricted sugar and flour in my everyday eating.  I still remember the day I ate a cookie for the first time since I’d stopped having them whenever I wanted.  At first it didn’t taste good at all (much too sweet), but I persevered and ate another and another until it did taste good.

And that was the beginning of this last weight gain.

So I’ve been wavering between thinking that I can’t live without *sweets so should just have them in moderation (which works for the first bite, but then I want more and more and more), and recognizing that I can’t eat just one.  At least not now at this stage in my journey.

*I say sweets, but mean anything with flour and sugar which includes my great-aunt’s yummy biscuits.  I would have been okay if I hadn’t eaten any, but just one unleashed the carb monster in me that had me white-knuckling in order not to shove more and more in my mouth.  The fact that I restricted how many I ate was due more to my not wanting to appear to be a pig in front of everybody than to my powers of restraint.

I’ve never smoked, but I’ve seen the expression on smoker’s faces when they inhale that first cigarette and I’m sure that was the expression on mine when I inhaled that one biscuit.

One of the books talked about restricting carbs.  And that just because you fall off the wagon (start eating carbs again) doesn’t mean you have to stay off.  It may take me a lot of times to learn to say no, but learn I will.  And I will learn that just because I want them doesn’t mean I should have them.  That cravings don’t equal need.

Because I know several truths about myself.  One is that when I don’t have flour/sugar in my eating, I don’t have cravings and I have tons of energy.  The other is that right now there is no moderation in my life with flour/sugar.  None.  So the third truth is that I am giving up flour/sugar.

I just need to remember that as long as I avoid that first bite I can do this.

 

 

It’s a good day

If you’re a polar bear.  Unfortunately I’m not. So I’m hanging out trying to keep warm when it’s -40 with the windchill.  Seriously people nobody should be out in this weather.

Eating has been spot-on.  Fresh cabbage with homemade dressing and left-over roast for breakfast.  Scrambled eggs with bacon for lunch. Large salad with lots of vegetables with more beef for dinner.  (because when you don’t go to the grocery store you’re left with what’s in the refrigerator.

Best of all, no sugar or grains and no need to white-knuckle resisting them because I’m not interested.

Which once again is fairly interesting (at least to me) that one day I’m thinking I really really need a cookie, plus thinking that it would be totally okay if I ate a cookie (or two), to the thought of cookies not even crossing my  mind.  Not to mention that I have said cookies sitting in the freezer and they still aren’t calling my name.

It’s nice, but weird.  Like there’s some switch inside of me that goes on and off at random moments and I appear to have limited control over it.

That doesn’t mean I can’t do something when the cookie switch is on … I can and will say no.  I just hope that it continues to be off more than it’s on.

 

 

 

30 below

That’s what the temperature was this morning … brrrr.  And it’s not supposed to get that much warmer during the day.  I refuse to go out in it, so we’ll eat from the pantry today.

The small steps exercising is going well.  I started doing 30 sets each time … 10 was just too easy … and I forgot to mention that I also do a one minute plank.  So I do a minimum of 150 incline push ups, 150 squats, 5 1 minute wall sits and 5 1 minute full planks.

I had a couple of cookies yesterday.  On purpose.  I had to actually take them out of the freezer and thaw them in order to eat them, so I had lots of time to change my mind.  And I can’t blame it on Mac (who is usually the one eating cookies, but who has given them up for the time being because he wants to lose a few pounds) because he didn’t want any.  When he said no as I was getting them out of the refrigerator, the thought fleetingly crossed my mind maybe I wouldn’t have any either.  But no, I still took two out.

Fortunately for me I ate them and was done.  Phew.  And I ate them in front of Mac so there was no sneaking eating when no one is looking.  Unfortunately they were delicious  (I know, you were thinking I was going to say that they weren’t nearly as good as I thought they would be).

And I know I don’t do myself any favors when I succumb to temptation eat stuff like that.  It may not knock me off track, but I think it does slow me down so that it takes a couple of days before I’m clicking along again.

Today, though, they are a distant memory.  I’m on track with exercise and with eating.  Breakfast was tuna salad with shredded carrots, homemade mayonnaise, celery and seasonings, along with some homemade coleslaw.  I have left-over roast beef and fresh cauliflower for lunch.  And halibut with a large salad for dinner.  Drinking hot tea by the gallon trying to get warm (along with turning the heat up to 70 and running the gas fireplace.) I was thinking about making tomato soup, but I am finally not freezing so I may not need it.