Monday, January 8, 2018

Weight: 132.8
Macros: Cals - 1,557, carbs - 124, protein - 92, fiber - 17
Veggies/Fruits (goal 8): 6
Sleep (goal 8 hours): 6.5
Exercise: None

The weather here yesterday was freezing rain, but it will be in the 40s and 50s this week with fog, clouds and rain. Must be January. No home yoga or walking, but I cleaned house like a bride and did 5 loads of laundry.

Yesterday for Sunday dinner I cooked an easy-peasy, delicious recipe: Pecan-crusted chicken breasts and served it with sweet potatoes with brown sugar and cinnamon, a simple spring greens salad, and for dessert Bosc pears and blue cheese. Oh, Mah Gawd!

Sunday's veggies/fruits came from sweet potatoes, spring greens, an amazing Bosc pear, zucchini, and blueberries. I appreciate why in some cultures people shop for fresh foods daily -- they taste wonderful!

This week, all my exercise classes will finally be happening again. I'll be glad to be back in the groove.

Today's theme: Normal gets a bad rap.

Ann-your menu yesterday sounds yummy!

Weight: 182.4 Thankfully the crazy high weight went away.

I had the most boring day I've had in a long time. I didn't leave the house. Maybe it was good to be bored like that. Everything is so fast paced most of the time. Food was a pretty unappetizing combo of leftovers. Yuck. Noting really stuck out.

Today is slightly warmer (highs might actually reach the 50s!). I plan on having leftover hibachi for dinner. Might go for a walk tonight.

I'm beginning to dread having to watch my weight here in a few weeks when I'm not pregnant. This has literally been the only time in my life when I've been able, even encouraged, to gain weight and not feel bad about it. I'll end up at the high end of healthy weight gain but I'm okay with that. Still, there's a little mentality of "food funeral" beginning to play in my brain and I DESPISE it. Diets fail. I don't want to go on a diet. But I know I will not be able to continue to eat this way and maintain, much less lose the weight. My sister ran into a friend the other night who had surgery after we did--and is now back around her starting weight. Sometimes I feel like "I've got this." And that is a nice thing to feel (especially since panic and wanting to diet is counterproductive to me). But it's also important to have reminders that this is an every day of my life thing.

Weight 116.4, calories 1051. True weight might be lower as there was night eating. Not carby stuff, but not needed except that I was awake from midnight to 4 am. I need to get a motion detector battery operated light for DH. He keeps flipping on the lights when he goes to the bathroom every 2 hours even though there are night lights everywhere and it wakes me up.

As a result of the above, I am very tired today because I ended up with only about 4.5 hours of total sleep. I was glad that I got up and walked with the neighborhood walking group though.

I was semi-productive this morning in that I ordered ceiling fans and arranged for the electricians to install them. We are going to visit a friend a little bit north tonight for dinner. I'm not driving (other friends are going), so that's good.

DH and I played Jenga yesterday - it was a winner (even though I lost)! We are both going to try beginner line dancing lessons on Wednesday. I think it will be fun even if we trip over our feet (will hang in the back).

I love that recipe Ann - looks simple but good (my kind of recipe).

BB - I know it will, be hard, but even after Nugget is born, remember that it will take your body time to return to pre-pregnancy weight. Even the uterus has to shrink. But you'll be busy anyway with the sweet little one!

Have a marvelous Monday!

Weight 162.6, Calories 1765

Good morning! Ah, precious rain! It was the driest March to December ever here on record, so today and tomorrow's rain is literally a blessing from above. I do feel for people below the burn areas though.

This morning my friend and I are going for a walk along the beach to watch the storm coming in. Should be nice.

Hope everyone has a good Monday

Greetings Intrepid Ones

Still at 144 and holding. DH has lost 4 pounds already after 3 days of Atkins. It does work really well for him and it sure helps me that the junk is gone.

The rain has arrived but its not really a storm. Just rain which will go on for months. Cecily be careful on your beach walk. Every few years up here someone is killed at the beach during a storm after being swept away by a sneaker wave.

Ann, that meal sounds so great. The bosc pear and blue cheese is most appealing. You must have a talent for selecting ripe fruits and avocado. And I looked at the chicken recipe and found many great ones.

Liz I hope you can catch up on sleep. My DH put up motion detector lights in several places outside and they work well. Only sometimes the wind will move a plant and turn one on and it makes you wonder what is out there. Glad the game was a success and line dancing sounds like a good idea.

BB, remember your "boring" day as you won't have many more for a long time. I bet your weight works out fine as you so have the skills to deal with it and that baby will keep you moving.

And Ann, you remind me of a visit to silicon valley where I went into a little fruit market. It was in a little strip mall and looked like it used to be a convenience store. But they had noting but fruit of all kinds and most of it was new to me. It catered to the immigrants but seemed like a good idea for anywhere.

Football finals tonight. We will have a guest but we don't care who wins. And DH purchased and installed the new big tv yesterday. His friend helped and there were not too many too many 3 stooges moments. It is a fabulous tv and paid for by money from crazy Pat.

Kiln opening today and I should have some new stuff.

Garden idea: I have a friend who takes plastic planters and plants bulbs in them and gives them as gifts. You just stick the pot on the deck and the bulbs sprout and bloom. When they are finished you just put the pot somewhere out of the way and wait and repeat next year. She sticks plastic flowers in the pots to ward off gophers and other pests. Works well.

Coffee beckons. Peace and joy. Diane S

Thanks for the warning! I've heard of those, sounds scary. The ocean was extra calm today and we had a mostly dry walk with a wet 20 minutes in the middle.

Having an off day. Part of Chuck's PTSD manifests itself in being easily triggered into road rage. I have experienced an episode with him, where someone does something stupid and he totally goes away to a different place. Last night, he shared that he had a situation in the past three days where he was triggered and the other person actually pulled over and got out of his car, egging Chuck on to engage. He was able to drive on. I worry about a situation that ends differently.

Puppy woke up raring to go at 3:30 AM. It's partly my fault, because he crashed at 8:15 PM, and we put him down for the night then. I'm tired and cranky and unsettled AND GRAZING. I get HALT ... I have better survival skills than that.

Thank goodness every day is a new opportunity to do better because I know better.

You are human. You have a biological need for energy. When we are exhausted biology trumps coping skill. It is one day. Be kind to yourself. Some days suck. Today seems to be a Suck Day for you. It will be over in fewer than 8 hours for you. Then it will be January 9, 2018. A new day filled with new minutes to fill.

I am both a grazer and a bulk eater. I can no longer eat huge meals, but I can graze to fullness all day long. I get it. I am with you in spirit and know you will be just fine. If not tomorrow, it will be very soon.

Hugs.

I'm sorry that you and Chuck are dealing with his PTSD. A friend of ours had it (recently passed away), and he was such a lovely man most of the time. I know from his best friend and wife that his episodes of PTSD could make him act in ways which were normally very out of character. It was a struggle for 45+ years of his life.

ACK! No weight today, but I was down about 2 pounds yesterday. I think that was due to some very good bathroom productivity. Okay, only here can I say this: Why is it that after VSG after having a bout of major constipation or just plain old hard to pass Rock of Gibraltar poop that the "mud gate" opens? I friggin' sharted my pants yesterday. Thank God I was home and grooming, but it was horrifying! I felt the cramping and thought best use the loo. Off I went, but did I make it? Gosh no! The cramp came and I could do nothing. WTF????? Crapped my pants! Hope you all can find the humor in it that I do. It's life. But part of me is still sort of horrified. Sharing it here among my fellow Poopmeisters helps me let go of the embarrassment/shame aspect of it.

I do not want to work so hard at life. Perhaps it is my possible ADD that is the issue. I find that there is always something to DO, or I've forgotten something, or I just have to... It's seems that there is always work, work, work to be done. When it gets to be too much I tend to ignore things and procrastinate and do the scramble at the last minute thing. I can't remember a time I haven't come through or completed something of importance, but still, it's not a great way for me to be.

I wrote a list of To Do items for this week. Then I decided to break the list down into manageable chunks and distributed the chores/tasks over the span of the week. Hoping that strategy makes it easier to stay on track and get things accomplished.

Lucky was not fond of the rain this morning. I did not see him urinate and don't think he did. He's going to be mighty uncomfortable by the time he gets let out this afternoon. Poor guy, but I hope he learns a lesson. He was also being a 5.5 month old brat, refusing to go outside and do his business.

Food - Must get on a regular regimen. I must have it figured out this week. I can't continue on this path. I'm just not happy with the physical results. However, I must admit that I like the rebellious nature of eating whatever I want and doing it on purpose, too. Oh, for F's sake! I just typed that, but it made me stop. I bolded it so you all would read it. There is something mighty telling and might dangerous about that sentence. It came from the gut. I poured out. Hmmm... Who am I getting back at and why? Clearly, the only person I am hurting is myself. That sentence is quite worthy of investigation. Damn.... here I go again!

LOL!

Happy Monday, folks!