Well, here we are again…I am trying to type and the cat it trying to eat my ham. She is relentless…This morning she wanted my coffee, peanut butter, banana, protein smoothie. Anyways…I’ll post a picture of her, she’s a cutie.
Since the last post I am down 20 pounds. YAY!!! You are awesome! ( I shout that at myself in the mirror every time I lose) We have to be our own cheerleaders. All the research and reading and listening to audio books to just find answers is taking up time. At least it allows me to focus on something other than wanting to go back to work in the fall. I miss work and the students and the atmosphere and the people. I miss it all a lot.
It has been hard work to get here to this day. I have more hard work to put it. have I slipped up? You betchya. Not in big ways. The meds have been making me really sick. I still allow myself a few chocolate chips here and there. There was a day I ate way more of them that I should’ve. Today I woke up saying I was eating a small breakfast and fasting until lunch. Well, I just wrote the cat was trying to steal my ham…is that a sign from the universe I should’ve left it in the fridge? Perhaps, but it’s in my belly. Three pieces of ham and cheese. Oh well. I decided to fast after dinner tonight and see how long I can go…Yikes.
Intermittent fasting is quite interesting. I’ve read somethings from Dr. Fung on this, I am listening to a book about it. It’s just a good thing to do to reset your body. It’s amazing what you can change in your body by doing fasting.
How does twenty pounds translate into inches…let me tell you…My clothes are way too big now. It’s amazing you can not be losing weight but your body is changing just the same. My arms look different, my shorts always need to be pulled up. This morning for shits and giggles I put on my skinny jeans…they used to be way too tight. Now they are way too loose. Thank heaven. This is a track I need to stay on. The little blips of chips or ham along the way will be ok. In the end I am human and not perfect. There is pizza in the fridge and I have a mad crush on pizza. When I started this journey, I told my family, once I had lost 50 pounds we will go out to our favorite pizza joint. I can’t wait. I think about it frequently. It used to be a staple for dinner once a week or once every two weeks…that will no longer happen in my life. Talk about a renovation right there…again I might be addicted to pizza.
This is a good journey. I feel better physically and mentally. I have more energy. I can go up the hills when I walk with my husband and the dog now with out getting soooo winded. Maybe by the end of the year I will be close to one hundred something as opposed to 200 something. I can’t remember the last time I saw one of those numbers. I need to get back on the one meal a day track for awhile too…and so the saga continues…
Wear a mask, stay safe, be well, wash your hands fam… we gotta get rid of this virus.