I know. Four-day workweek, which will probably drag on at least a millennium or two. But worth it; we had a fabulous three-day weekend. I puttered for three solid days, and got to see the kid for a while, to boot. It was all good.
Well, almost. Due to some over-puttering, I am sore and stiff and swollen and weigh 146.8 (down a pound from yesterday, which was just a scary number). Painting is the likely culprit - it uses my right arm, which has something wrong with the shoulder - I don't know what, but it wants massages on a very frequent basis these days - and is trying to convince me that "very frequent" is overdue just now. My shoulders (both) hurt, my thumbs hurt, my neck hurts occasionally, my hamstrings are all tight - I'm "experiencing discomfort", and it's an experience I did not pay for, thank you very much.
Diet had something to do with the weight gain, I'm sure. We did a movie on Friday, and I brought along walnuts, dark chocolate, and coconut shreds, and it was wonderful. Worked like a champ. Saturday, we had hotdogs and potato chips for lunch - too many of the latter, I'm quite sure. Baseball game and a naked cheeseburger for dinner - without a fork. Kinda messy. Sunday I had breakfast (possibly just bacon and cheese and tomatoes), snacks while working (cheese and cashews and chocolate almonds) and Mexican for dinner, followed by more cashews. And Monday woke up at 147.8. A lot of it water, but I'm thinking probably not all of it. So yesterday, I had breakfast - bacon, eggs, and tomatoes (Lee bought tomatoes at Costco and we're scrambling to get through them - fortunately, they're very tasty) - and cheese until dinner time. Dinner was flank steak and salad with homemade blue cheese dressing (it had soybean oil from the mayo, though; I didn't make my own mayo this time), followed by 2 chocolate almonds and rather a lot of walnuts.
I need to lay off the nuts for a while, I think. Just sayin'.
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
Friday, May 27, 2011
Friday
I just want to say that it's a damn good thing I don't believe that we fully understand the mechanics of human weight fluctuation. I had 4 slices of bacon for breakfast, a bag of beef jerky mid-day, 2 or 3 pieces of cheese before dinner, and chips, salsa, guacamole and a 3-stack cheese enchilada for dinner. At which I nearly licked my plate. Followed by 4 chocolate almonds and a chocolate blueberry.
And I'm down half a pound this morning - 144.6. Which is fine, but Mexican food is not low calorie or low carb, so I really can't explain it. Can't explain the cookie the other day, either. Maybe my body is in setpoint defense mode this week or something.
Eggs and turkey sausage links (3) for breakfast this morning, so I should be able to go on without the jerky today. I think we're going to the movies tonight, though, preceded by dinner at the hibachi place. This time, I'm bringing my own snacks - dark chocolate, coconut flakes, and walnuts, I think. That should be "snacky" enough to replace popcorn without having the unfortunate side-effects of the latter. At least, I hope so. I might throw in a few raisins or chocolate blueberries and call it a sort of trail mix.
Three day weekend coming up, with the kid in town. We're going to a baseball game tomorrow night. Not sure what else, and I hear the weather is dicey, so we may play other activities by ear. But I'm painting on Sunday - I have had some sort of "project" every year during the radio broadcast of the Indy 500, and that's mine this year (more often than not, it's painting some part of the house; this year it's wrapping up the remodel with the final trim painting). I hope to get out in the sun at least a little bit. We've reduced the D3 for the summer from 5000 IU to 2000, assuming that we'll get some naturally. The weather, however, has not been cooperating much.
And I'm down half a pound this morning - 144.6. Which is fine, but Mexican food is not low calorie or low carb, so I really can't explain it. Can't explain the cookie the other day, either. Maybe my body is in setpoint defense mode this week or something.
Eggs and turkey sausage links (3) for breakfast this morning, so I should be able to go on without the jerky today. I think we're going to the movies tonight, though, preceded by dinner at the hibachi place. This time, I'm bringing my own snacks - dark chocolate, coconut flakes, and walnuts, I think. That should be "snacky" enough to replace popcorn without having the unfortunate side-effects of the latter. At least, I hope so. I might throw in a few raisins or chocolate blueberries and call it a sort of trail mix.
Three day weekend coming up, with the kid in town. We're going to a baseball game tomorrow night. Not sure what else, and I hear the weather is dicey, so we may play other activities by ear. But I'm painting on Sunday - I have had some sort of "project" every year during the radio broadcast of the Indy 500, and that's mine this year (more often than not, it's painting some part of the house; this year it's wrapping up the remodel with the final trim painting). I hope to get out in the sun at least a little bit. We've reduced the D3 for the summer from 5000 IU to 2000, assuming that we'll get some naturally. The weather, however, has not been cooperating much.
Thursday, May 26, 2011
Thursday
Sleep or weight loss? That is the question. At least, this morning it is.
My right calf launched me out of bed at 12:15 am - so fast that I don't think I was awake until I fell back in bed with the cramp stomped out. Unfortunately, I was abrupt enough to catch Lee's attention. He'd been more or less awake since we went to bed, waiting to hear that Elizabeth had reached Albuquerque - she'd promised to text when she got there. So he asked me if she had - trust me, he would have known, since my phone is set to make noise and was on my bedside table. I looked to see if somehow I'd missed it, which is how I know it was 12:15. She hadn't.
So now, I was awake wondering if she would get there okay and imagining the ways she might not. And wishing that my leg, uncramped though it was, would stop aching and bubbling. And thinking about whether I was hungry enough to get up and get something. I didn't.
The text arrived at 1:02, which was about when I'd started falling back asleep. Figures. After that, I think I did get to sleep, but it wasn't the quality stuff. Ugh.
Eating yesterday, after bacon, eggs, and tomatoes, went like this:
My right calf launched me out of bed at 12:15 am - so fast that I don't think I was awake until I fell back in bed with the cramp stomped out. Unfortunately, I was abrupt enough to catch Lee's attention. He'd been more or less awake since we went to bed, waiting to hear that Elizabeth had reached Albuquerque - she'd promised to text when she got there. So he asked me if she had - trust me, he would have known, since my phone is set to make noise and was on my bedside table. I looked to see if somehow I'd missed it, which is how I know it was 12:15. She hadn't.
So now, I was awake wondering if she would get there okay and imagining the ways she might not. And wishing that my leg, uncramped though it was, would stop aching and bubbling. And thinking about whether I was hungry enough to get up and get something. I didn't.
The text arrived at 1:02, which was about when I'd started falling back asleep. Figures. After that, I think I did get to sleep, but it wasn't the quality stuff. Ugh.
Eating yesterday, after bacon, eggs, and tomatoes, went like this:
- the innards from a Panera roast beef and cheddar sandwich
- the potato chips that came with it
- sadly, 3/4 of the m&m chip cookie that came with it - this was a mistake and made me feel wretched for much of the afternoon
- a naked "border" burger at C B & Potts - it had jalapenos, bacon, pepperjack cheese, salsa, and guacamole on it - pretty tasty
- an order of sweet potato fries
- two chocolate almonds
Wednesday, May 25, 2011
Wednesday
In addition to the bacon and eggs yesterday morning, I had a bag of beef jerky mid-day and about 4 pieces of cheese, some salami, a chocolate almond or two, and some walnuts. Down a little - 145.8 this morning. Fine, whatever.
My stomach is unhappy just now. Not entirely sure why. I know the jerky involves soy sauce, which has wheat in it; it could be that, but it started around 9 pm and is still a bit bad, and we're at the 18-hour mark since consumption. Maybe it was the salami?
Anyway, same-old, same-old this morning - eggs, bacon, and a couple of slices of tomato (they're starting to have actual flavor again, yippee). I'm in an all-day meeting where lunch is on offer; unless it's cold cuts, I'll probably pass. Dinner tonight is almost certainly out somewhere; visiting Mom in the hospital after her knee surgery. I can't say it will definitely fix things, but I do tend to think that eating Paleo will help me avoid such events as I get older. And that will be a good thing.
My stomach is unhappy just now. Not entirely sure why. I know the jerky involves soy sauce, which has wheat in it; it could be that, but it started around 9 pm and is still a bit bad, and we're at the 18-hour mark since consumption. Maybe it was the salami?
Anyway, same-old, same-old this morning - eggs, bacon, and a couple of slices of tomato (they're starting to have actual flavor again, yippee). I'm in an all-day meeting where lunch is on offer; unless it's cold cuts, I'll probably pass. Dinner tonight is almost certainly out somewhere; visiting Mom in the hospital after her knee surgery. I can't say it will definitely fix things, but I do tend to think that eating Paleo will help me avoid such events as I get older. And that will be a good thing.
Tuesday, May 24, 2011
Tuesday
Yesterday's eating went like this:
That said, I am still wearing a size 10 skirt and sweater this morning, and looked skinny and fit in the windows I passed walking from the car to the office this morning. So all is not lost.
Probably fasting lunch and dinner today; I'm going to my niece's "continuation" ceremony tonight and leaving soon after I get the dogs fed in order to get there on time. Not a huge deal, and maybe it will help with the water.
Scrambled eggs and 3 slices of bacon for breakfast this morning, along with tea and cream. Pretty much the usual.
- 2 scrambled eggs
- 2 turkey sausage links
- 2 slices of bacon
- tea with cream in it
- 2 small pieces of Gruyere
- New York Strip steak (probably 1/2 lbish)
- Salad
- Dijon vinaigrette dressing
- 2 chocolate almonds
- 3 small pieces of Dubliner cheese
That said, I am still wearing a size 10 skirt and sweater this morning, and looked skinny and fit in the windows I passed walking from the car to the office this morning. So all is not lost.
Probably fasting lunch and dinner today; I'm going to my niece's "continuation" ceremony tonight and leaving soon after I get the dogs fed in order to get there on time. Not a huge deal, and maybe it will help with the water.
Scrambled eggs and 3 slices of bacon for breakfast this morning, along with tea and cream. Pretty much the usual.
Monday, May 23, 2011
Monday
Ugh. It's doing it again. I don't think we ate that badly over the weekend, but here I am, at 146.6. That's two and a half pounds gained, for no apparent reason. I hate that. Fingers are swollen even now, although my ankles feel more or less normal. I took 3 Advil and 3 fish oil last night to help with pain in my shoulder (now gone, I might add - it does work on that), but am still, apparently, inflamed.
I'm blaming the cashews, I think. They are addictively salty, for starters. They crunch, too. And I eat them. 9 grams of carbs per 3 tablespoons worth (what a weird way to measure nuts, by the way). It doesn't seem like much, but I think it might be too much. That, and I think they could have other anti-nutrients; somewhere a while back, I'd heard that they had to be cooked to destroy toxins. Rather like wheat, or legumes.
And the heavy cream. Not that it's bad in itself, but we bought a half-gallon a while back and are dosing up on it to get rid of it before it goes bad. Since it's UHT pasturized, I think that might be several years out, but I hate to waste it, and it is slowly getting thicker on us. So I've had several meals of strawberries with heavy cream, and it's possible that I may have hit the tipping point that Stephan Guyenet or Chris Masterjohn was discussing in a recent blog - literally, too much fat pushing weight gain. Maybe.
Or it could just be wild-ass hormone fluctuations. Those are very possible these days.
Anyway, we're going to be dietarily strict this week, starting with dinner (because breakfast was fairly huge - and I think that's another place to look for changes we've made since the weight loss slowed/stopped/reversed). Steak and salad. Salmon and salad, maybe. I'm going to get more fish in my diet, and fewer nuts, I think. I'm not a huge salmon fan, but we have some in the freezer and it should be eaten.
A new week, a new start. I'll get this figured out.
I'm blaming the cashews, I think. They are addictively salty, for starters. They crunch, too. And I eat them. 9 grams of carbs per 3 tablespoons worth (what a weird way to measure nuts, by the way). It doesn't seem like much, but I think it might be too much. That, and I think they could have other anti-nutrients; somewhere a while back, I'd heard that they had to be cooked to destroy toxins. Rather like wheat, or legumes.
And the heavy cream. Not that it's bad in itself, but we bought a half-gallon a while back and are dosing up on it to get rid of it before it goes bad. Since it's UHT pasturized, I think that might be several years out, but I hate to waste it, and it is slowly getting thicker on us. So I've had several meals of strawberries with heavy cream, and it's possible that I may have hit the tipping point that Stephan Guyenet or Chris Masterjohn was discussing in a recent blog - literally, too much fat pushing weight gain. Maybe.
Or it could just be wild-ass hormone fluctuations. Those are very possible these days.
Anyway, we're going to be dietarily strict this week, starting with dinner (because breakfast was fairly huge - and I think that's another place to look for changes we've made since the weight loss slowed/stopped/reversed). Steak and salad. Salmon and salad, maybe. I'm going to get more fish in my diet, and fewer nuts, I think. I'm not a huge salmon fan, but we have some in the freezer and it should be eaten.
A new week, a new start. I'll get this figured out.
Friday, May 20, 2011
Friday
I had fries at lunch yesterday. Hell, I had lunch at all, yesterday. Still, only a gain of 0.2 pounds from my indulgence - 144.0 this morning. They tasted amazing. They would be wholly defensible if only I could find a restaurant with a firm belief in beef tallow for deep frying purposes, right? Not sure one exists anymore, at least around here.
Red Robin has a salad that was - apart from the almost-certain presence of seed oils - pretty darn lacto-Paleo - the Chicken Caprese salad. Romaine, a Caesar-like dressing, a chicken breast and some slices of fresh mozzarella, garnished with tomatoes and basil, a balsamic vinegar-based sauce of some sort, and, best of all, crunchy pepperoni strips. I like me some crunchy pepperoni strips - they were fabulous. Oh, and black olives in there somewhere. That's what I had for dinner, and it wasn't bad. And on top of a couple of pieces of cheese and some walnuts eaten before dinner, quite sufficiently filling.
Strawberries and heavy cream for breakfast. And bacon. On a logistical note, it's probably not the best idea on earth to buy really heavy cream (40% fat, per the label) in half-gallon lots for two people. We've barely made a dent, not for want of trying. UHT will save us; the stuff will probably last indefinitely. And it's very tasty stuff, so I don't mind having it forever. But when it's gone, we're going back to the pint-sized cartons of Organic Valley - maybe two of them at a time.
We'll be fasting dinner tonight, I believe, due to scheduling issues. Nephew's high school graduation, at 6:30, about an hour's drive from here, meaning we leave from work and pray that rush hour isn't too nasty. No worries. I know, based on my calves the other night (none last night!), that I'm still keto-adapted, and a wee fast won't bother me at all.
I'm wearing a new dress for the occasion (weird to be wearing a dress at all, since it's "Jeans Friday"); size 10, bought quickly last night, and almost big for me. It actually fits fine - the 8 would have been too small. A 9 (assuming such a bona-fide size existed, and, no, the Junior 9 is really a 10) probably would have been perfect. So nice to be throwing these numbers around when talking about my clothes!
Red Robin has a salad that was - apart from the almost-certain presence of seed oils - pretty darn lacto-Paleo - the Chicken Caprese salad. Romaine, a Caesar-like dressing, a chicken breast and some slices of fresh mozzarella, garnished with tomatoes and basil, a balsamic vinegar-based sauce of some sort, and, best of all, crunchy pepperoni strips. I like me some crunchy pepperoni strips - they were fabulous. Oh, and black olives in there somewhere. That's what I had for dinner, and it wasn't bad. And on top of a couple of pieces of cheese and some walnuts eaten before dinner, quite sufficiently filling.
Strawberries and heavy cream for breakfast. And bacon. On a logistical note, it's probably not the best idea on earth to buy really heavy cream (40% fat, per the label) in half-gallon lots for two people. We've barely made a dent, not for want of trying. UHT will save us; the stuff will probably last indefinitely. And it's very tasty stuff, so I don't mind having it forever. But when it's gone, we're going back to the pint-sized cartons of Organic Valley - maybe two of them at a time.
We'll be fasting dinner tonight, I believe, due to scheduling issues. Nephew's high school graduation, at 6:30, about an hour's drive from here, meaning we leave from work and pray that rush hour isn't too nasty. No worries. I know, based on my calves the other night (none last night!), that I'm still keto-adapted, and a wee fast won't bother me at all.
I'm wearing a new dress for the occasion (weird to be wearing a dress at all, since it's "Jeans Friday"); size 10, bought quickly last night, and almost big for me. It actually fits fine - the 8 would have been too small. A 9 (assuming such a bona-fide size existed, and, no, the Junior 9 is really a 10) probably would have been perfect. So nice to be throwing these numbers around when talking about my clothes!
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