I hate when life happens…
I hate when life happens, but then there’s the alternative. Sometimes I think that I am truly OC—before Christmas I couldn’t quit cleaning, then we tried cleaning grout, and because I couldn’t do it (bad knees), my husband ended up staining all of the grout (kitchen, dining room, foyer, hallway and two bathrooms). I owe him big time. Now you would think that when you move into a new house, someone would tell you that you need to seal the grout. Actually, I think that if you lay tile, sealing the grout should finish the job, but that’s just my lame brained logic. Regardless, the more you wash your floors, the dirtier unsealed grout becomes. Save yourself a lot of time and effort: use a grout stain/sealer. One and done.
After that, I finally got sick of cleaning and went into a funk. No I’m not going to have a nervous breakdown online—I just couldn’t bring myself to do much of anything. So I didn’t. Until one day I could not zip up my jeans and popped the button off another pair of pants. So after New Year’s I started my own weight loss program. I quit eating out, I quit drinking sweet drinks, I quit eating salty snacks and mid-month, I started Silver Sneakers (cardio, muscle toning, core strength training) two times a week for an hour. About this time, our daughter lost her townhouse and we were lucky enough to find her another place and break her lease (one month), but moving took up more time and energy. Bottom line: I lost a grand total of two, count ‘em, two pounds. Yes, yes, I know—muscle weighs more than fat, she said crankily, but my clothes did not fit any better and I didn’t feel any better. When I mentioned this to my doctor (who would not renew my Rx unless I came in and did labwork), he told me he had lost 55# in nine months on the South Beach Diet and was still on it after seven years. I made a special trip to town (on a Friday, which I try to avoid) and got the book. On Sunday I made my grocery list, went to Wal-Mart and stocked up on all kinds of fresh vegetables, low-fat dairy and V-8. This is a diet geared for diabetics and heart patients by the way.
Phase 1 dictates no sugar, no starch, no fruit, no alcohol, good fats, lean meat and non-starchy vegetables. Three meals, three snacks a day. You can have desert as specified but I can’t do artificial sweeteners (and am allergic to some) and we don’t eat desert since DH is a diabetic. My husband decided to join me which made life infinitely easier. I dreaded it all because I’m addicted to spuds (as Weird Al Yankovich would say), but guess what. If you eat all these small meals regularly, you have no sugar cravings and are seldom hungry. My only problem is that sometimes I am just not hungry and if I skip a meal/snack, I play catch up the rest of the day. Grand total weight loss is 6.5# since New Year’s, which translates into 26# off my knees. We have one more week on Phase 1 and then will start adding whole grain carbs. You can even add red or white wine but I think I’ll wait till after I reach my goal. My new drink is soda water with lemon–refreshing. The only supplement recommended is Omega 3 fatty acids, to which we are both allergic. So that is what I have been spending most of my time on. If I had waited another week to start, I would have read further in the book and realized that you also need to alternate interval walking with total body workouts but I’ll add them if I can ever get more energy. It’s a start. I have two additional rules—weigh in on Mondays and Fridays and have labs checked twice a year. I am back on an immunosuppressant and my cholesterol and liver enzymes are elevated along with blood pressure. Follow-up with doc next week. I also keep two spreadsheets: weight, measurements, BMI and another with food diary and exercise. I am determined to lose 50# this year and get back to regular exercise. In fact my end goal is to get my knees strong and pain free enough to resume Zumba—it keeps my middle section toned and it is F-U-N. It maketh me happy.
I am going to continue to write about my South Beach experience but I will also get back to my normal blog as soon as I start being creative again. Actually, I have a new project to write about: I am knitting a pullover sweater at a local yarn shop. I don’t even care if it ends up being too big–I can wear it around the house and knit another one. It’s my favorite color–slime green. I am using a yarn which I love, Chloe and Spud, a cotton/worsted blend. We have a patient knit doctor who is available by text and most Saturdays, even though we will now meet once a month. Check out these links:
https://www.patternfish.com/ (the patterns)
If you belong to Ravelry (it’s free), you can find more finished projects. Search “unpatterns.”
In the meantime, next post I’ll have some new photos from Crystal Bridges. Happy Valentine’s Day. Here’s a teaser by Joan Brown:
Eat more fish, play with the cat.
Posted on February 14, 2016, in diet and tagged cleaning grout, Crystal Bridges, funk, Joan Brown, knitting, Ravelry, Self-Portrait with Fish and Cat, Silver Sneakers, South Beach Diet, spuds, unpatterns, Weird Al, Zumba. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.