1687
Today was my weekly weigh in day. It was my first weigh-in in two weeks. Last Monday it seemed pointless after a week-end of sodium/alcohol/food excess + pms bloat. Even I am not masochistic enough to have gotten on the scales at that point. But couldn't put it off today. I mentally prepared myself that the small deficit I've maintained the last several days might have been too little/too late to compensate. And....I am exactly at the same weight I was two weeks ago. Deep, deep sigh of relief. Cause I was just a leeeetle worried. Okay, scared crapless.
And now I'm sitting here thinking, as awful as it might sound, frankly I like being slim. I like it way, way more than I like crab dunked in butter, I like it more than I like giant Daiquiris, I like it more than I like stuffing my face with crackers & cheese. I still don't like counting calories. I still chaff a bit at the reality that I don't have the genetics and metabolism that will let me just chow down without weight gain. But, I dislike being overweight more than I dislike monitoring and adjusting my calories. I dislike sitting in my doc's office facing bad news more than I dislike managing my nutrient intake.
This week has not been a lot of fun, reigning in the food seeking drive and maintaining a deficit.. But...it was also not fun when I was shaped like a short round blob. It was not fun walking into a social function and praying I would not be the biggest female in the room. It was not fun always shopping for clothes that would hide the rolls of arm/belly/thigh chub. It was not fun feeling like I literally could not control what or how much I ate.
So, this week was not so fun. And not so easy. But..so what. It's over. Looking back over the last ten days or so I really think I was closer than I realized to losing my grip on maintenance. But the important thing is: I didn't. I actually learned a couple of things, refreshed my memory of how friggin easy it is to listen to that little voice that says "It's okay" when it's really not...and best of all I realize I can slip and stumble....but don't have to fall unless if I chose to.
Cals at 1687, last day of deficit thank goodness. Even though sat fat high all week, the slight excess served it's purpose so no regrets...I even managed to get in my fiber yesterday. Did kind of OD on s/f cookies and s/f pudding - mostly 'cause I think I was compensating (taste wise) for the huge amount of fruit I usually eat. Since I'm chomping on a mango at the moment though, no worries.
Total: 1687
Fat: 66 593 37%
Sat: 24 214 13%
Poly: 6 58 4%
Mono: 25 223 14%
Carbs: 153 482 30%
Fiber: 32 0 0%
Protein: 132 527 33%
Alcohol: 0 0 0%
Liquids:
coffee, 20 oz
diet soda, 3 oz
lemon juice, 1 oz
water, 80 oz
fruit:
blueberries: 1/4 cup
veggies:
eggplant, 1 whole
broccoli, 1/4 cup chopped
tomato, 1 whole
pumpkin, 1/3 cup, pureed
onion, 1/4 cup diced
dairy:
ff cream cheese, 3 oz
low fat colby, 1 oz
meat:
pork chops, lean only, 2 medium
ground beef, 85% lean, 4 oz
bacon, 3 strips
eggs, scrambled, 1/3 cup
nuts/grains/seeds/legumes
ww flat wrap, 1 wrap
saltines, 2 crackers
black beans, 1/4 cup
other
pudding, ff/sf 3 servings
gelatin, plain, unflavored, 2 servings
sf cookies, 4