I’m not sure
why, but my weight went up slightly. It’s just 1.8 pounds, but it’s annoying.
My eating has been about the same and my exercise has been about the same.
The key word
is “about.” I don’t keep strict records of what I eat and what exercise I get.
I eat about the same thing every day: a 50g protein shake for breakfast,
cottage cheese/bacon/sunflower seeds for lunch, Greek yogurt for afternoon
snack, cheese sticks for early evening snack and a variable dinner. Sometimes I
have a real meal, other times just soup. Last night I had low-fat goat cheese
smeared on flatbread crackers with artichoke/red pepper tapenade dribbled on
top (Trader Joe's, I love you). And I often top off dinner with pistachios. But I’m sure I’ve added a
little more here and there, enough to add up to 1.8 pounds.
I’ve relied
on weekend shopping/walking to take up the slack, but the last couple of
weekends I’ve eaten things I shouldn’t. At the mall, anything that comes from
Sweet Factory or Godiva shouldn’t go into my mouth.
Sometimes
you just stray off the path. Lose a bit of focus. It’s not the end of the
world. My goal is to eat like a normal person, except maybe spaced throughout
the day since my surgically enhanced stomach is so small. A lot of people without
eating/food/weight issues will naturally compensate for overeating by eating
less later. That doesn’t mean to do what I did when I went to diet doctors or
commercial weight-loss programs, where I paid for failure. I’d often use the
weigh-in day as a free pass to binging, then starve myself for the rest of the
week to show a loss. The binging periods got longer and the starving periods
got shorter and harder until everything went to hell.
These days
my body seems to crave protein-packed dishes, for which I’m grateful. Sweets
don’t seem to be such a priority, especially when I can whip up a sugar-free
chocolate latte on my coffee machine at home and satisfy my sweet tooth.
My lap-band
isn’t going to lose the weight for me. I have to work it, and sometimes I need
to work a little harder.
See you
tomorrow.
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