Okay, I know that I started the diet on Monday but I want my weigh in days to be on Fridays so I decided to cut my first week on the diet short and just go ahead and weigh in today.
I lost 2.4 pounds. Not bad for (technically) four days on the diet. Not quite the dramatic loss I was looking for and usually get from low carb but given that I just started my period yesterday, I feel pretty darn good with the results.
Not gonna lie, I was hoping for at least five pounds, and that still might be achieved on Monday which would have been an actual whole week but at this point I will take what I can get. As long as I am not gaining and still show a loss, I can’t really complain.
Tonight would normally be my “cheat night” on any diet that I would follow. The weigh in day was followed by a cheat day that usually morphed into two or three days. The reason for that being that after a week of cooking and measuring, I just want to grab take out and come home where I can relax for one night where I don’t have to worry about what is for dinner.
Tonight after work I swung by KFC and got a bucket of grilled chicken and two large sides of green beans. Problem solved. I’m not caring as much about staying within my 20 carbs today but I’m not eating anything that isn’t on induction, so it’s KIND OF a cheat.
So earlier this week my boss’ wife had come into the office (she has her own office there and is in quite often) and I mentioned I was low carbing. She got really excited and said she wanted to do it too. That we could be our own support system. I gave her my email and told her to go to the Atkin’s Website and since then we have been emailing back and forth. I’ve been giving her different websites to look up recipes and such and we’ve been exchanging our progress.
This morning I got to work and there was a plate covered with aluminum foil and a card taped to the top on my desk. I opened it and there was a plate of beautifully arranged smoked turkey roll ups with cheddar, cilantro and a dash of cayenne pepper arranged in a fan with a hard boiled egg in the middle. I wish I had taken a picture, it was garnished with more cilantro and little flower blossoms. So sweet!
The card told of her progress and that this was just a little treat for me. How adorable is that? Also, TASTY as all get out!
Tomorrow will be another challenge as we will be having an early dinner with my in laws. I’m thinking we do our favorite Mexican restaurant and get the combo fajitas with no tortillas. Just meat and veggies. Sounds good to me!
When it comes to any diet the first week is usually the hardest.
Low carb is especially hard in my opinion because the first week is when you detox from sugar. Also known as the “low carb flu”.
Headaches, the sweats, the shakes, and brain-fog from hell. I imagine that it is a lot like detoxing from a drug – that speaks volumes about how addictive sugar can be.
This is usually the hardest part of getting into and staying in this diet. Usually by the time the “flu” hits me I start my tiny cheats just to stave off the side effects of the detox. A tiny bite of something sugary so I can get the headache to stay at bay. Sucking on a mint just to get the bad taste out of my mouth.
Never realizing that I am actually prolonging the whole thing.
Today is day four and I’ve not yet have that many problems. In my experience I am usually deep into the “flu” stage by day three and ready to quit by day five.
Last night I hit a patch of sweats when I was cooking but I also just started my period so it could have been hormones.
It really surprises me because I am being super strict this time around. No processed foods, no artificial sweeteners, all meat/veggies/cream and cheese and I’m watching the portions on all of that.
I’ve already lost two pounds which is great considering it’s that time of the month for me so I know it’s working.
The thing that I may be doing that could make a difference is I am using essential oils for the first time in my life and I really think they are making a major impact on my emotional and mental well being. And I totally don’t care if it is a placebo effect or not, I feel good! Why would I scoff at that??
Either way, I am not complaining that the low carb flu hasn’t hit me like a ton of bricks. I am puzzled, but grateful.
The other great thing that happened pretty much instantly, was all my gas/stomach problems I’ve been having for MONTHS went away.
It’s been pretty consistent recently, and for no apparent reason that my body was producing an abundance of gas. It was resulting in feeling constantly bloated and “full” with uncomfortable stomach pains and burning. I didn’t understand quite why because I wasn’t eating a lot of the typical things that give me gas. I even went a day with only eating plain buttered pasta and still had it. I can only guess that I have developed a sensitivity to gluten.
At any rate, it has been so nice to feel normal again!
And the food! Now that I have time to cook and do this diet properly I am eating like a queen. This morning I had a large slice of Quiche Lorraine with a pork rind crust that was so delicious and decadent. Same goes for the meat and cheese casserole I made a couple of nights ago. Super tasty and it felt like I was being bad!!
Tomorrow is weigh in and there will be no cheat day. Normally I weigh in and then have my “cheat day” that turns into a cheat weekend. Tomorrow I will have allow myself a handful of nuts(not allowed on induction) but no cheats per say.
This is one decadent dish!! It tastes so heavenly you will think you are cheating!
- 12 oz ham, cubed
- 8 oz cooked chicken (1 large chicken breast), cubed
- 6 oz Mozzarella Cheese
- 8 ounces cream cheese, softened
- 1/2 cup mayo
- 1/4 cup heavy cream
- 1 clove garlic, minced
- 1/8 teaspoon dill weed
- 1 teaspoon dried minced onion
- 1 teaspoon dried parsley
- Put the chicken, ham and cheese in a greased 11x7" baking dish.
- In a bowl, blend the heavy cream and mayo into the cream cheese until smooth.
- Stir in the garlic, dill weed, onion and parsley.
- Pour over the meat and cheese and stir everything together.
- Bake at 350º for about 25 minutes until bubbly and browned on top.
This comes out of the oven quite oily. You are going to want to let it set for a few minutes before you plate it up so it can solidify a little. The portions aren't that big, so I paired it with cut green beans. You will want a side dish with this.
Next time I will probably put it in a smaller baking dish or as my husband suggested, add some cauliflower to bulk it up and give it a bit of a pasta texture.
Per Serving: 559 Calories; 47g Fat; 31g Protein; 4g Carbohydrate; trace Dietary Fiber
So I know that the last post I put in this blog was in October of last year. And I know that it spoke about going back on low carb. Truth be told, I was on “low carb” for about two months and lost five pounds. Even more truth be told, I had forgotten all about what low carb dieting was.
I was not doing induction. I was not doing much of anything, other than trying to stay under a certain number of carbs and not paying very much attention to that number.
I hadn’t even thought about induction since I started low carb all those years ago and managed to lose 80 pounds. I “forgot” about how important the rules are to this diet/way of eating. Mostly, because I wanted to forget.
In my distant memory, the weight just seemed to melt off back then. And truth be told, it did! Because I followed the diet to a Tee! I didn’t add any of the processed “low carb” items you can now get readily at any grocery store. I ate meat and veggies and cheese and I was good. No nuts or seeds and no peanut butter. No processed snacks other than pork rinds and I was losing every single week.
In fact towards the “height” of low carb back in the early 2000’s I DID start adding those types of things in to my diet and that is when I started to stall. That was when all of a sudden my cravings came back and the cheating started.
Every single time I have attempted low carb since then I have done it half assed. I have eaten lots of meat and veggies but I have also added tons of peanut butter, nuts and “low carb” treats. I have paid zero attention to the induction menu and just eaten whatever was deemed “low carb”.
Thus we have come to today. I am over 250 pounds again and rising. When I was truly dedicated I got down to 210 or so and I was so happy. I was also younger and the body was more forgiving in how it carried the fat.
Nowadays at over 250 pounds and 40 years old, I feel a lot like I don’t want to go out into public. I look at my body in the mirror and even though I have been way bigger than this in weight, I feel like I look just as big as I did back when I weight 350. As you get older, your body distributes your weight differently and that sucks.
I have found that while I weigh less than I did at my heaviest, my body is starting to look worse than it did back then. I have much more back fat that likes to roll over my bra line and make an ever attractive roll in whatever shirt I choose to wear. My core is much more of a barrel shape than it ever was. Back in the day I may have been big, but I had a nice hour glass figure. As I age, not so much.
My mom always told me that if I lost weight when I was younger it would be so much easier. She said once you reached a certain age, it just got hard to lose.
I rolled my eyes and continued being a teenager.
She wasn’t wrong.
However, what I’m hoping that I can do is get back into induction for reals this time and get back to losing. I have a bunch of recipes set up and a shopping list at my fingertips.
I NEED to do this, this time around. I’m far too heavy to where I am comfortable and I need to reverse this.
So last Monday, The Hubs and I went back on low carb. It was rather a spur of the moment decision that Friday night but it had been something I had been secretly thinking about for awhile.
For whatever excuse I want to tell myself, I just can’t seem to get myself focused and stay on WW. I have been gaining and losing the same five pounds for the better part of a year now and I can’t take it anymore. That and my blood pressure has been elevated. I know that is stress related. I’ve got a lot of crap going on in my personal life right now but that is neither here nor there. When I low carb and exercise my blood pressure goes down.
I know that you have to exercise on low carb which is where I pretty much failed the last few times I did it. Well, what better time to get back on it than when I am training for a 1/2 marathon. I HAVE to get my exercise in.
Now having made the decision to drastically change our eating habits two days before we actually did it may have been a little ambitious. Given that we had committed to a late face making class that would tie up our Monday and Wednesday night, we would have to shopped and cooked very well for the week. We didn’t so much.
On Saturday I got some bad news from back home that sort of floored me for the entire weekend. I did manage to cook a bit, but we were not prepared for the week to start at all.
That being said, we did quite well.
However, I learned from my mistake and when I grocery shopped this week I got tons of convenience stuff:
These looked super handy to snack on when we are at work and tempted by donuts and bagels that get brought in.
I don’t do well with sugar alcohols. They spike my insulin. It bums we out, but what can you do? As far as the Atkins bars I like to chop them into teeny tiny pieces and put them in the freezer for when I am craving something sweet. I can have a fraction of one and feel good.
I LOVE Beef Jerky. The problem with it is that it can be high in carbs and I have no portion control when it comes to eating it. I found these at the grocery store today. 2 carbs per bag, five per box. Works for me!
Put these in your pocket and go! I was super excited to see these because they will be perfect on the nights we have class and we are starving by the time we get out. Bust these out on the ride home and it will keep us satisfied til we get home.
I also got off my ass and made some low carb buns and made some thin crust pizzas on low carb tortillas.
Oh and did I fail to mention that I have already lost four pounds?
6 servings 7 net carbs per serving
- 24 ounces canned chicken
- 2 medium zucchini, sliced lengthwise with mandolin or vegetable peeler into noodles
- 1 cup frozen bell pepper strips thawed
- 1 cup Cut Green Beans
- 15 ounces Bertolli Alfredo Sauce
- 1 cup Shredded Cheddar cheese
- 1/4 cup Parmesan cheese
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees
- Spray 2 qt. casserole dish with non-stick cooking spray.
- Mix together chicken, zucchini noodles, pepper strips, and green beans.
- Stir in Alfredo sauce.
- Add shredded cheese and stir until mixed.
- Pour evenly into casserole dish.
- Sprinkle Parmesan cheese on top.
- Bake for 1 hour
While this is tasty, I hesitate to call it a casserole. It doesn't really solidify and makes more of a messy side dish. And I'm totally okay with that. I think if I were to make this again I would use real chicken(not canned) and have some egg or something more solidifying to see if it would hold together. It's still really yummy!
Made this last night and it was soooo good. Even reheated in the microwave at work today it was just as good. So yummy!
- 3 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves
- 1 tablespoons teriyaki marinade sauce
- 2 tablespoons Ranch dressing
- 1 cup shredded Cheddar cheese
- 3 slices cooked bacon, broken into small pieces
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees
- Place chicken in 9×13 baking dish.
- Brush teriyaki sauce over top of chicken, then cover evenly with Ranch dressing.
- Sprinkle cheese and bacon on top.
- Bake for 30 minutes.
Makes 3 servings Net Carbs per serving: 1.7
- 5 eggs
- 1/2 cup heavy cream
- 1/2 cup water
- 1/2 cup shredded mozzarella
- 1/4 cup bacon bits(real bacon)
- 12 slices of thinly sliced ham
- Preheat oven to 350 degrees.
- Whisk eggs together in a bowl.
- Add remaining ingredients, except for ham, and stir to combine.
- Spray a muffin pan with cooking spray.
- Fit one slice of ham in each muffin space.
- Spoon about 3 Tablespoons of egg mixture into each chamber so that it is 3/4 full.
- Use a fork to distribute cheese, if necessary.
- Bake for about 25 minutes or until a toothpick inserted into the center comes out clean.
- Remove from oven and cool for about 10 minutes.
- 1.5 net carbs per cup
There were two things that I signed up for this year to keep me motivated and moving. The first was the Las Vegas 1/2 Marathon, and the second was the Santa Cruz Wharf to Wharf. Last year I didn’t sign up for any runs, and therefore, did no training and gained 30 pounds.
Well, it did nothing for the first half of the year to motivate me but as the race loomed closer, I realized I needed to suck it up and start something. The last time I did the Wharf to Wharf was two years ago, and I was so ill prepared that by the time I finished I was in tears and just broken. The same applies for the last 1/2 marathon as well. So three weeks ago I started training again. What I discovered is that the 30-pound gain and lack of general exercise for the last year and a half have made an impact in my timing. I can no longer punch out a two miler in a half an hour on my lunch break. In fact, I can barely get above a fast power walk at all anymore. That shouldn’t shock me. I’m not dumb enough to think that I could just pick up where I left off after all the time off, but it was a blow to my ego just the same.
So while I have kept at my training the last three weeks I was kind of discouraged. Especially since this last week was pretty painful for me in my lower back on my walks. I was pretty sure I was going to fail at this run miserably. I was picturing me stopping at the mile 4.5 mark where my husband was playing with his drummer friend for the race. Or worse, just giving up before that and sitting down, waiting for the bus to come get me in the end.
The back pain was specific to the left side of my lower back. That usually means my pelvis is tilted again, so I made an appt with my chiropractor on Friday night after work and got adjusted. Saturday I didn’t run because I had rehearsal and then went to bed super early because I had to get up so early the next morning. You see since my husband was playing the race, he had to get there really early before they blocked off the streets. That meant I had to be in the shower at four this morning so he could drop me off at the start line before heading out and setting up for the gig. Yeah, that kind of sucks because that meant that not only did I have to get there very early and sit around for hours, but I also had to run the race and then double back after getting my goodie bag, another 1.5 miles to get back to him so we could go home. It seems a bit extreme, but I’ve done the route where I finish and take the bus back to the car and believe it or not, it’s quicker and less painful just to walk back to the 4.5-mile mark.
Anyhoo cut to this morning. I woke up a bundle of anxiety. I really didn’t want to do the race because I had convinced myself it was going to be painful and horrible, and I would never finish it. I showered and got ready anyway. I vowed that even if I had to just walk it slowly, I would.
Rob dropped me off as it was just starting to get light out, and I walked about five more minutes to get to the boardwalk. I found a cafe that was open, so I grabbed a yogurt parfait and took a seat outside. That is where I stayed for the next two hours playing on my phone and people watching.
When we got closer to 8:30, I got into my corral but we didn’t start moving until at least 8:50 or so. The first two miles were really tough, which is kind of ironic since that is the most distance I had been getting in on my weekdays. You would think it would get harder AFTER two miles.
As I have found with most races I have done, once I hit the three-mile mark I was hitting my stride. Once I settle into my stride it just becomes a different mindset. The first two miles I just kept thinking: “Oh dear Lord, this is never going to work. I’m so tired already; there is no way I can make it another mile!” After mile three I think I relaxed a little bit, and I realized that I had made it that far, I could finish. It felt like it got easier.
Long story short, I finished and then made it back the 1.5 miles to find my husband already packed up and waiting in the van. I was in good spirits. I didn’t cry, even cracked a joke and shocked the heck out of my husband.
I’ve been back home for a couple hours now, and a sunburn has begun to redden my skin, but other than that, some minor chafing and a couple of popped blisters on my left foot/toes, I seem to be okay. Much better than the last time I did it.
Things I did differently this year:
- I didn’t push myself.
- I walked 90% of this race and was totally okay with that. I managed an 18 minute mile average.
- I listened to an audio book on tape instead of music.
- For the first time ever in my walk/run history, I didn’t listen to music. I downloaded the sequel that Stephen King wrote to The Shining and listened to that as I walked. It was a little weird at first, and I think that is why the first two miles were a little hard. Once I got into the meat of the story I was able to get my mind off how many more miles I had to go and let myself get lost in the tale.
- I think the disadvantage to this is that since I normally walk to a certain BPM, I walked slower than I normally would have.
- I had taken an Advil right before I got into my corral.
- I have no idea if this helped or not but I DO know that my back didn’t hurt at all this race. Even going uphill, and it ALWAYS hurts going up hill. It could be because I got my adjustment right before the race. It could be because I had my hydration belt on, and it was tight, thus serving as some sort of support. All I know is that for the first time in a long time my back didn’t hurt during a walk, so I’m going to stick with the Advil from now on.
Overall, I’m happy to report that I did much better than I thought I was going to. In endurance anyway, this race was not about a time for me to finish by, simply to finish at all.
I HATE EVERY LITTLE THING ABOUT IT EXERCISE
- I hate knowing that I have to do it:
- Just knowing that I have to run on my lunch hour makes me not want to do it. Every minute that precedes said lunch hour is spent in an internal debate about why I should or shouldn’t go on the run. It’s a toss up by lunch time whether I have talked myself out of it or not.
- I hate getting sweaty for it:
- I sweat…A LOT. I always have and I always will. I can sweat just sitting in a chair doing nothing, so it is so much worse when I actually get active. I hate that I go through so many different articles of clothing because washing them no longer gets rid of the stink. Yes, I sweat that much. The number of tank tops and sweatshirts I have tossed because even I couldn’t stand the armpit stench anymore is pretty amazing.
- I also hate that once I have gotten active and sweaty, there is no real way to cool myself down short of a cold shower or maybe a nap. It makes it really uncomfortable to carry go on about your day when I work out in the middle of the day and don’t have access to a shower/nap. I can’t tell you the number of times I have apologized for profusely sweating for no reason to a cast member at rehearsal for a play.
- I hate that it takes time out of my day:
- In order to get in a work out that makes a difference in my day I have to go for at least a half an hour. Given that I like to sleep a lot and usually have some sort of play rehearsal going on that limits my work out time to usually my lunch hours during the week. That gives me a half hour to go for a run and then I have less than 30 minutes to prepare my lunch, eat and change to get back to work. Just thinking about it makes me sweat – see above.
- I hate that no matter how many times I run, I still hurt:
- It’s not in what my husband would call a “bad hurt” like something is broken or torn, but in the sore muscle way. I’ve been running for three weeks straight, shouldn’t my shins and calves be getting used to this by now?? It’s not that they hurt so much after as it is during.
- What does hurt after is my knees and hips and ankles, and I know that is probably the sheer weight that is coming down on those joints but it doesn’t make me like it any less.
- I hate that I hate it:
- I desperately want to be one of those women that look forward to every single workout and become addicted to it. Sadly, that is not me.
UNTIL I WORK OUT
- I love how I feel after a workout:
- I love how it clears my mind and gets me back in control of my emotions. I have fought depression all of my adult life and exercise seems to be the only way to combat it without chemicals. I have managed to ween myself down to half the dosage on my anti-depressants this year but I still kind felt off, unless I work out.
- After I work out I am at peace. My thoughts are clear instead of jumbled and nothing really bothers me. I have a pretty hot temper and so to say this really means a lot.
- I have had pretty bad anxiety for most of my adult life as well. At one time it was so intense that I was very afraid of large open spaces. I couldn’t walk outside without having something to hold onto. While that has gotten a lot easier over the years I still have a tendency to panic over nothing for no reason. That dramatically decreases on the days I work out.
- I love how I still feel pretty good even the next morning. I love waking up in the morning, stretching and feeling like I gave my body a run for it’s money the day before.
- I love how it motivates me:
- On a day when I have no desire to be productive, after a work out I am on a mission to get sh*t done. I cannot be idle so I have no option other than to get to work at whatever task is at hand.
- I love how it lowers my blood pressure.
- When I was 26 years old and over 300 lbs I was put on blood pressure meds. When I was TWENTY SIX! As I lost the weight I was able to ween myself off them and haven’t taken them in many many years but my BP tends to run on the low end of high still. When I work out consistently I notice that it drops a significant amount.
As you can see, I have quite the love/hate relationship with working out. In theory, the good should outweigh the bad every time, but it doesn’t always work that way.
What are your reasons to get out there and get a work out in?
What are the most common reasons that you bail on them?