Today I'm seven weeks out from surgery, and it's time for an honest evaluation.
The stats:
Highest weight: 266 (10.6.09)
Surgery day weight: 253 (1.4.10)
Lowest weight so far: 233.5 (2.14.10)
Current weight: 238 (2.22.10)
Total lost: 28 pounds (I'm not changing my damn ticker).
Lost since surgery: 15 pounds.
What I'm doing well:
Eating protein first.
Eating solid foods primarily and avoiding slider foods/caloric beverages.
Not drinking with meals.
Waiting at least 30 minutes to drink after eating.
Staying away from bread.
Limiting wine to Friday and Saturday nights only.
What I'm not doing well:
Staying away from candy, specifically chocolate.
Exercising (partially because of my foot injury).
Avoiding food after dinner. I think I need an across-the-board, nothing-in-my-mouth-but-water rule after dinner.
Logging my daily food intake.
Seems pretty clear what I need to do.
xoxo
Monday, February 22, 2010
Getting Fat Again
I moved my 2nd fill to this Thursday because I got on the scale and oh Lord it's back to 238. EVEN WHEN I FORSOOK* MCDONALDS. How is that fair?
I made a pasta bake thing for the first time last night, I almost never make casseroles. I ate everything in it (chopped turkey meatballs, broccoli, ricotta and parmesan cheeses) except the pasta, my oldest glumly ate a few bites, the 4-year-old sat at the table and railed about how he never gets to eat anything he likes (chicken nuggets, chicken nuggets and chicken nuggets) and my husband had leftover salmon. Good reminder about why I never make casseroles. The baby was pretty psyched about her saltine cracker, though.
Special treat today: MASSAGE. My mother-in-law lives one street over and she knows a masseuse who will come to the house. So I'm booked for 1 pm, she's booked for 2 pm and my sister-in-law is getting one at 3 pm. Sweeeeeeet.
Happy Monday everyone! New readers for catchy title here, thanks for stopping by, I'm glad you came.
*I know this isn't a real word. But it fit what I was trying to say.
I made a pasta bake thing for the first time last night, I almost never make casseroles. I ate everything in it (chopped turkey meatballs, broccoli, ricotta and parmesan cheeses) except the pasta, my oldest glumly ate a few bites, the 4-year-old sat at the table and railed about how he never gets to eat anything he likes (chicken nuggets, chicken nuggets and chicken nuggets) and my husband had leftover salmon. Good reminder about why I never make casseroles. The baby was pretty psyched about her saltine cracker, though.
Special treat today: MASSAGE. My mother-in-law lives one street over and she knows a masseuse who will come to the house. So I'm booked for 1 pm, she's booked for 2 pm and my sister-in-law is getting one at 3 pm. Sweeeeeeet.
Happy Monday everyone! New readers for catchy title here, thanks for stopping by, I'm glad you came.
*I know this isn't a real word. But it fit what I was trying to say.
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