More Food of Shame

Look at this plate of food.  It is a perfect example of what is wrong with my pattern of eating.  I start off ok with the lean protein but then I ruin it with that little bit of heaven known as the chocolate eclair!  It leaped onto my plate at the buffet before I could stop it.  One of my sisters takes a picture of interesting vacation meals.  This isn't interesting so I am going to file this plate under "Food of Shame."

Helpless

I have been depressed.  In March, I was laid off from my job due to a restructuring... so for the first time since I was 16 years old, I am out of work.  As I am an older member of the workforce, I am in a pickle.  Depression leads to eating too much and so I am in danger of undoing all the good I did in the past few years. I am helpless against the draw of over eating. I have to get a hold of myself and get back on track.  And of course I have to find a job.  I could take this opportunity to do something I've always wanted to do which is write a romance.   Maybe I will!

Viva Las Vegas...Not!

I've just returned from a few days in Las Vegas. Completely out of control eating. I'm in California right now and doing better, mostly because I am not in the constant company of forbidden food. I'll be going home in a few days and once again hope to begin again. I have a lot of time on my hands at the moment as I am currently not working, so I should have time to concentrate on my health. Let's hope so.

Cheese

I love cheese. I wish I didn't but there you go. Right up there with chocolate is cheese on my list of things I shouldn't eat.

I don't like all cheese. If it has no flavour (I'm talking to you medium cheddar!) or has hardly any actual cheese in it (sandwich slices), I can pass it by. But sharp and strong flavoured cheese, look out. Items prepared with cheese in restaurants often disagree with me. It messes with my digestion. I think it has to do with preservatives or the lack of actual cheese in the products, so I have learned to avoid or pay the price.

Like everything else, I have to learn to enjoy cheese in moderation. It is one of the things I can't have in the house, but I find if I have a good wedge of Pecorino, and use it sparingly, it satisfies my need for a cheesy taste and doesn't send me into a frenzy of cheese and that fabulous cheese delivery system...crackers.

I'm doing ok at losing right now but on the weekends I tend to fall off the rails and gain some back. I'm at a pace of about a pound a week, which is doable. Better than gaining.

Doing Ok

I'm doing ok. I am trying something new that seems to be working. It's low calorie but not crazy low calorie like Dr. B. I have a knee injury which is keeping me from walking as much as I'd like, I'm doing ok. Although I would love to lose weight as fast as I can gain it (I'm a world champ at that!), I know slow is better. I did well yesterday, I walked by about 10 places serving muffins and cookies and did not succumb. I was not entirely good though as I did manage to cram in some licorice before dinner. I was still down from yesterday so I'll take it!

January 2, 2012

Ah yes, a new year and new resolutions. I had a fairly craptacular year. Without going into details, I had some changes and the result has been depression = eating = weight gain. I gained weight in 2011. Not so much that I erased all my hard work, but enough to make my clothes a bit snug and have me feeling awful. This blog is called Every Day a New Diet and so I'm going to try something new for the next week or so. If it works out, I'll write about it here.

Boxing Day Blues

Urgh. I have eaten everything in sight for about the past 6 weeks. It shows as a gain of 6 pounds on the scale. I am back to drinking diet coke too after kicking that habit a few months ago. I usually have just one or two but I know it's not good. I'll try to get that monkey off my back again in the new year.

I quit the diet clinic again because although I was losing weight, I was not "burning" enough for their liking so not only did they tell me no fruits, but also no breads so my few measly Melba toasts were forbidden too! That put me at below starvation calorie levels and made me cranky. So I rebelled and quit for a while.

The quitting made me lazy, hence the weight gain. I'm going to wait a while before I go back, but still try to eat better on my own. I promise.