I bragged to Lisa a couple days ago that for two whole months now, even through the craziness of January (Edna’s hospitalization and everything related to her care and death and memorial) I have not cheated even one time. Now I hope you caught from the title of this post that I’m referring to dietary cheating, not marital cheating (though relating to the latter, I maintain a perfect record, for the record).
Now, where was I? Oh, yes, I was bragging to Lisa. I have done my share of losing and gaining over the course of my life, finding the gaining a lot easier than the losing. At the end of 2015 I was at the pinnacle of my gaining and needed the umph to turn things around. After all, my mantra is “Die thin.” To die thin I need to get thin. I promised myself I would start that slow process the moment I got back from Mexico and Arizona, with the whole month of January to adjust while Mauri was at Sabbath by the Sea. Normally I postpone a turnaround when life throws a punch, but this time I managed to eat every single meal at home (except for Tuesday team lunch).
Lisa asked what I’ve been eating (or not eating) to lose the first 10 pounds. After I told her she asked, “So have you blogged about it? You should take pictures of your plate and put it on your blog!” I told her no because:
I take the title to heart, though I’ve been guilty of sharing food stories in the past. But her encouragement got the better of judgment. Every single solitary morning for breakfast I eat/drink:
Shakeology, a whole apple, and my morning meds/supplements. I take half the apple to work for a mid-morning snack. Every single solitary day for lunch I eat:
four strips (more like slabs) of bacon (sometimes slip in an extra half, like today), three jumbo scrambled eggs (salt, no cheese), grapefruit, and one tube of Zipfizz. Quinn got me started on the Zipfizz because of all its advantages, and I think it’s yummy, my only beverage of the day besides water. By dinnertime I might be a little hungry, but never starving. My dinner varies slightly but has only three components:
a buttered green vegetable (cooked green beans/broccoli/zucchini/asparagus) and something orange (carrots or yam) and meat.
With all this deliciousness, you can see why I wouldn’t be tempted to cheat. How long can I keep this up before the old cravings for sweets and carbs? That remains to be seen. But if I’m going to die thin I don’t have a lot of time to waste. “Thin” is all relevant, of course, and I get to determine when I actually am thin. I’ll let you in on a little secret. I’ve waved a carrot in front of my resolve. Newberg’s park and rec has plans to build a new pool next to the existing (since 1970) pool.
The existing pool has no draw whatsoever, but this proposed one might be inspiration enough to take off and keep off my excess weight, shop for a flattering and modest swimsuit, and buy a pass.
In the meantime I’ll be doing this in my spare time: