What's On Your Monday Menu, RNYers?
on 2/29/16 7:25 am
I wish I had the super power that took away anxiety and depression. I am on meds but some days I wish I didn't have it. Or anyone else for that matter
I had an amazing weekend. My friends came. We had so much fun. We took a taxi to the American legion where there was a band playing. Not a great one but a fun one. My friend her and I danced the whole time. We disco danced to country music.
We did have a few glasses of wine but nothing over the top. I did have a few bites of chocolate cake. We through it away the next day. I did make dinner instead of going out. I cooked on the grill which was really nice.
So today I am cleaning my bedroom closet. I did walk almost three miles which felt great.
B:Egg whites with ham and cheese with green salsa
L:Quest protein bar the cookies and cream. I have to say this one is my favorite.
D:Pork tenderloin
S:Cheese stick/ protein bar
Have a good day.
My weekend was pretty good, did a really great job with my plan, got some walking in, and have finally recovered from that cold.
My superpower would be to fly so I could get around without sitting in traffic.
Time since surgery: 10 weeks
S: Double Scoop Unjury Shake
B: Tuna Fish with a few wheat thins
L: Virginia Ham and 1 Laughing Cow Wedge Garlic and Herb, yummy
D: Pork Chops with a little bit of golden mushroom sauce for moisture and Green Beans
S: Unjury Shake
TOTALS: Cals: 569 Protein: 86 Carbs: 29 Fat: 12
H/W 260, S/W 237, CW 140.4
on 2/29/16 9:13 am
Hello everyone! Happy Monday! It is so beautiful here! My favorite time of year is this late winter/early spring, when everything starts to wake up again. I am sitting here at my kitchen table, with surgery-recovery boy who was folding paper airplanes and singing "Bibbity-Bobbity-Boo." I have just re-wrapped his Ace bandages, and he has moved to the couch, where he is reading an old "Far Side" collection and asking me who Karl Malden is.
Superpower: Mind power over teenagers. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I have to face myself honestly regarding my weight loss, and I am not sure what that honest look is. Have I done a good job? Have I not? I have alluded to some long-term family stresses before, and in dealing with these, I am working with a therapist to see myself positively in most aspects of my life--too many people for too many years chopping away at my roots. So regarding the weight loss, I want to give myself credit for my work, and not tear myself down, while still facing my habits honestly.
Well, today my weight on the scale is not too far from what it was about 6 weeks ago. I have moved it down a few pounds throughout the month, but today it is back up. This makes me think I am in maintenance. I am 13 months since surgery, so I know the weight loss goes slower at this point, and I need to work harder. I have lost 103 pounds, now weighing 162-ish. I really want to lose 17 more pounds. So I must kick it up. But I feel this worry kicking in--the old feeling that I am not in control of my weight, and the question about honesty and how to see myself: Can I continue to "do a good job" at weight loss now and in the future? Can I see myself positively and "take care of myself" without that care being a "take it easy" approach to food.
I am hoping that by being honest about this here, by trying to explore it and focus on each day going forward, it will help me. I also want to return to tracking on MFP and report my totals the next day. Life gets so busy--and one of the family issues I deal with is people around me who feel I never do enough--so it is hard to take time for myself. (Whine.)
Today's eating plan:
Two habits to work on for the day: (1) Sit down to eat--to avoid grazing and to help be more mindful about my eating. (2) track in MFP for mindfulness, accountability, and a data-based answer to my question about "how am I doing?"
Breakfast: Scrambled egg with cheddar cheese and grape tomatoes.
Lunch: Ricotta bake with green beans.
Dinner: Pesto chicken with black olives and cauliflower.
Snacks: Yaargh. Everything on plan sounds so yucky. This food boredom is one of my other big problems right now. Two things I like, that I have on hand: Fage lime yogurt; Kirkland Cashew bites.
It really does help to plan ahead. Now to move on to tracking again!
Happy Monday! I figure if I say it often enough, maybe I'll believe it. My weekend sucked, thankyouverymuch. I must be fighting a bug of some sort. On Saturday I went to the beach with a friend and my sister in law for a run. It was a disaster. The plan was 9 miles. I made it 4 before i needed to stop at a bathroom to deal with some intestinal issues. We carried on for about another mile, when I just couldn't do it. I ended up back in the bathroom throwing up. I told my friend and sister in law to go ahead and that I'd do what I could to catch up. I ended up .5 miles behind them, so they were never out of my sight. Intellectually I know I was sick and that was the reason I couldn't keep up, but emotionally all it did was bring my inner fat girl to the surface (she's never far away) and my mind immediately went to "you can't keep up with them because you're so big," "of course the fat girl has to walk." Etc. Why doesn't she just keep her fat mouth shut? It'll be interesting to run again, because I know my next run is going to be 100% mental. Got to kick the fat biatch to the curb. Anyone have any ideas on how to get her to SHUT UP???
KQOTD - Invisibility, for sure, no doubt in my mind would be 100% the coolest super feature to have.
Here's my plan: Because of my ongoing stomach issues, food has been a problem, so i don't know how much of this menu I'll actually be able to eat
B: 2 medium eggs and cheese
L: Grilled chicken thigh meat
D: New york Stripl ceasar salad
S: Dannon light and fit
Totals: Cal. 720; Protein: 76g; Fat: 34g; Carbs: 13g
on 2/29/16 9:25 am
Not the answer to your real question, but for a laugh: I have a friend who has run the Boston marathon several times--was always a dancer and athlete--never has faced weight problems--has seven (!) children, all of whom are athletes, some are college-level sports stars. Anyhow, on her kitchen counter, she has a little plaque that reads:
"Deep inside me is a fat girl screaming to get out. Usually I can shut her up with cookies."
It makes me giggle every time I see it, even though it also makes me mad on another level.
I absolutely get the problem of having those old "fat girl" attitudes creep back in. Sometimes I think, "no one will really listen to me because even though I look skinny now, they know I am really a fat woman, and no one believes or wants to listen to a fat woman."
Get better and remind yourself that those voices were never true and never helpful. You can acknowledge them, but don't sit dow with them. I try to remember the scene from "A beautiful mind" with Russell Crowe, where he recognizes the falseness of the other people in his mind, and he tells them he will not engage them anymore. They are still always there, lurking on the sidelines, so it's not like they go away. But he does not invite them in. For me, such voices sometimes pound on my door! Or even break down my door and force themselves in. But I don't sit down with them for a drink (or cookies!). I push them out. I tell them they are not real and not helpful.
I struggle with that inner voice everyday. It is added to the voices of people who I allowed to treat me like **** for many years. I'm a fat, lazy, ugly **** and I'm useless (thank you ex husband). This will always be a struggle for me. I've been away from him longer than I was with him, but once the damage is done...
I KNOW I am none of those things, and that I have worth, but 11 years after the end of my first marriage and I still feel it sometimes. If you find the cure to falling back into the pit of self loathing, please share it. I think that making myself look in the mirror, since I've avoided it for decades, is helping a little.
Greetings AV and The Team! My weekend was wonderful and went too fast! I don't know what the he'll I was thinking when I told my supervisor that I'd work with her @ her husband's gym (on Friday morning ) - well first let me say, that was NOT a workout. I felt like he was trying to kill my a$$. Y'all, bit was so bad that I wasn't sure I'd be able to drive to work. My legs were jelly, arms numb as hell and more than anything, I felt that **** was tortured! They were both hyped up so whatever they were using @#$/^&&! I could barely move on Saturday :-)
My superpower would be ability to foresee.
Time since Surgery : 8 yrs - RNY (September 2008)
B: Coffee, Chobani Yogurt
L: Ground Chicken w/onions, sweet peppers & garlic
No snack today
D: ???
Miss ALL of you! xoxoxoxo!