My Cup Runneth Over
Trying to stay on my diet. I cannot drop this extra 10 pounds. Well, 20. OK, 30. But I'd be happy losing 10. OK, 15. But no matter what I do, it refuses to budge. And no matter where I look, I see it. It's really getting in my way here. I can still see my toes, but if this continues, it won't be long before those disappear and I'll only be able to see bosom. Plus, I need to lose weight for the book tour.
Clearly the recommended 20 minutes of aerobics three times a week which used to work just fine needs to be upped to an hour everyday of vigorous walking. But I have quite the to do list evolving. Who has an hour a day to walk? Ok, I do. I can't get away with anything with you people.
I'm on a modified Atkins diet. And, no, "modified" does not mean it includes ice cream. Unless you think that would work? It's like an Atkins/diabetic/low insulin response foods/Perricone mix. Mostly protein and complex carbs, low-glycemic fruits, no white flour, no white rice, no grains that I can think of except maybe oatmeal. Trying to stay low saturated fat so lots of fish and chicken.
Sadly, I am built for carbs. Especially now. And, after a week of this, I am jonzin' for carbs. Yesterday I was in PriceSmart, looking at sheets, no where near the bakery isle. And I thought, "You know, I could get one of those 6-packs of cinnamon rolls and eat the whole thing and no one would know." At least no one would know right away... I did not, of course, I swear. I don't even eat cinnamon rolls. As a rule. It was worrisome to have that thought cross my mind, as if I'm a sugar junkie or something.
So on a diet and NOT happy. Although I do have more energy and am sleeping better sin carbs. I'll focus on that.
There's a ton of stuff on the Master to do list. Showering. Making more coffee. Working on the look for my new healthy living for 50-somethings website, bringing over some of the food and health articles from my old blog site, and talking about how this--being 50-something-- is actually the time to celebrate. Maybe I'll start with more coffee. Always a good idea...
I have much to be grateful for this Sunday morning. Like the fact that Costa Rican coffee is GOOD and CHEAP. And that my LTG friend Lisa, who is going through chemo for breast cancer, is doing great. Four treatments down, two to go, excellent prognosis. And, OK, I may be fat, but I'm otherwise in excellent health as are all my boys, all my dogs and my only mother.
Hope your Sunday is as good as mine. Pura vida! Love, Saratica