OK I blew it. I ate like a normal person for 3 days after Thanksgiving. The result - up 2.5 pounds! All but 12 0unces (3/4 pound) of it are back off. Most of it was stress related eating and it included a couple of tablespoons of peanut butter (the bottom of the jar, thank God or it might have been 5 pounds).
Something insane happens when you walk in a bathroom of your summer trailer and see a puddle on the floor and a moldy ceiling. And then your hubby spends most of one day spraying the hose on the roof and trying to find the leak. He got most of it - but drips were still happening. I am hoping the next time we go down - we won't find any more leaks. The winds hit 70MPH and the rains went sideways so no wonder it leaked. I just hope it is over with.
Anyway I am back on track with this diet again. I still have a 10 1/4 pound loss since Nov. 3rd.
Food - it's all about the food.
Yams or sweet potatoes?
There was a time when I would not have eaten them - no way, no how. About 5 years ago I tasted a baked sweet potato at a Hosses restaurant. Not the marshmallow syrup concoction that comes out during the holidays, just a plain old potato with a little butter. It was good.
I bought some over the weekend and baked them in the toaster oven. Hubster was not happy. He said "you know how you don't like raw tomatoes and never will? Well I don't like sweet potatoes."
Ahh...but I have a secret to making sweet potatoes better - sugar free apricot jelly. 10 calories per tablespoon. Try them.
About those raw tomatoes. I am trying to like them. They are bitter. I don't like raw onions either, but no longer spit them out when I get one in a salad so I guess that is an improvement. My mother eats green onion and butter sandwiches. Makes me swoon.
I can't eat oatmeal although I have tried. My throat closes up and I don't want hubby to come in and find me dead with clogged oatmeal dribbling out of my mouth. Pick your battles.
He has oatmeal almost every morning. I like oatmeal cookies so it is just the consistancy of the cooked goop that gets me.
Mom eats oatmeal and hominy. I vaguely remember eating Cream of Wheat until I grew old enough to complain about it. Goop in a pot and I will never eat it again until someone spoons it into me at the nursing home.
Weird topic today...
Try a sweet potato with apricot jam or jelly. It might suprise you.
Kathy (who also eats and likes brocolli, cauliflower, squash and other veggies I would have never tasted many years ago).
Good for me!
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ReplyDeleteYou are SO hard on yourself. Stress plays a wickedly important part to dieting so you really need to clearly define what causes you stress and the resultant binging. It doesn't necessarily stop the bingeing, but understanding will help keep some semblance of self-control....
You see - you find yourself eating - I find myself eating AND chewing my fingernails and cuticles until they're raw and almost bleeding. What are we going to do with ourselves! LOL Darn stress. or better yet - darn things that cause the stress.
I started back at the gym this week - a weightlifting gym that my friends/neighbours run out of their house. I hurt but I feel good. I'm certainly not overdoing it - really wrecked something in my shoulder the last time. Now we're working core - and I like it. First day was hardly 20 min but I was sore the next day. This morning was twice that and I'm sure I'll whine tomorrow but I do feel good. Had some troubles with my son this week that set me on my ear, but I'm doing my best to not let the stress cause me to slide into depression. That's just too easy, so I'm working hard....
As for sweet potatoes/yams? Barbeque them - just throw them on the grill - blacker they get, the sweeter they are. I'll try the apricot thing...but we're hooked on plain bbq.
Keep up the good fight, Girly-Wirly - we're rootin' for ya.
B.
Oh thanks! I used to bite my fingernails until I envisioned how much crappy stuff is lurking under there. eWWWWW.
ReplyDeleteI know a lot of the stress that hubby causes is put on me by my "inner child" (I hate that phrase). Growing up my dad was sometimes out of control so when hubby gets testy, something reverts back to those days and all of a sudden I want to eat something and make it feel better. Of course weight gain does not make anyone feel better.
Keep on Fighting against that depression. This time of year it is really easy to get down in the dumps.
It's always nice to see you post here "B"
Hugs, Kathy