wow, the pounds are melting like butter...
So far, since I began the restricted diet, I have been losing an avg. of about a pound a day. It's the fastest weight loss I've ever experienced. Also, so far my determination is also keeping the cravings at bay. I've tried a few tricks that other low carb people have tried, including making "chips" out of cheese. Last night's efforts were pretty decent, if a little burnt tasting. The first ones were just chewy leather. We also have made a chocolate shake a couple times with heavy cream, ice cubes, equal, and baking cocoa blended up. It's as rich as restaraunt bought milkshakes made with custard or some such. And I'm coming to terms with my dislike of Jello. Too much as a sick kid. But last night I ate some that kinda tasted like cherry twizzlers. num. *rolling eyes* Hopefully over the next few months I can decrease my sugar/sweet cravings so that I don't have to worry about where sweets will come from while I'm pregnant. AHHHH!!!! The thought of nothing sweet for 10 months or more (esp. if i breastfeed) brings a rush of irrational panic to my chest...
But, for the most part, this diet does not require me to constantly add up points or calories or constantly obsess about food and my next meal. I just keep handy what I can eat and force myself not to fret over what I'm not going to eat. What I'm trying to say is that other restricted diets feel clausterphobic to me and I obsess constantly over how I can bend and cheat the rules. Maybe it's getting older and getting over some of my issues, but either way, I know the goal is NOT to be skinny to fit in or for people to love me... the goal is reducing my insulin levels (naturally) so that I can be pregnant safely... getting weight off is a side effect of that effort.
But, for the most part, this diet does not require me to constantly add up points or calories or constantly obsess about food and my next meal. I just keep handy what I can eat and force myself not to fret over what I'm not going to eat. What I'm trying to say is that other restricted diets feel clausterphobic to me and I obsess constantly over how I can bend and cheat the rules. Maybe it's getting older and getting over some of my issues, but either way, I know the goal is NOT to be skinny to fit in or for people to love me... the goal is reducing my insulin levels (naturally) so that I can be pregnant safely... getting weight off is a side effect of that effort.