Oh lordy, having to feed others too! I’m so happy I live alone because it makes grocery shopping so much easier. Whenever I go home to visit, my mother means well, but it just wouldn’t work if I still lived there.
Does Weight Watchers still have the “fruit is points-free” thing? If so, is it working okay for you?
I did old-school WW back when you had to count your fruit in points and lost weight without too much trouble. When WW went point-free on fruit, I tried again and lost little weight and plateau’d quickly. Not like I ate much fruit either - 2-3 servings per day (and thanks to originally WW, I do know what a serving size is). 
But then, I have a seriously sucky metabolism even when I’m exercising. When I’m not, ooof, forget it.
Thanks for the tips on snacks, all. Love hummus and big salads - got to make me some!
They do have the fruits point-free thing still, yeah. Non-starchy vegetables too. It works fine for me, but I’ve got plenty left to lose. I know fruit becomes a problem when you’re closer to goal.
I am focused and ready to get my act back together today. One thing I know for sure is that I need to cut out my go-to snack, honey wheat pretzels, from any meal other than breakfast. Yes, I eat them for breakfast, it works for me. But grazing on them all day long, not so much.
I’ve found that limiting my fruit consumption tends to help. Exercising helps me absorb some of the sugar in the fruit, but I still have to watch it.
Yesterday, I went off the rails. 
We went out for lunch to a local BBQ place. I was OK (not great), but then started snacking. So I wasn’t completely rotten but I will be paying for it for the rest of the week.
Right. cracks whip
During my flu recovery, I haven’t been counting points at all, and I have been craving carbs carbs carbs and gave into those cravings. But day one starts today! Back to low-carb point-counting. I’m going to San Antonio at the end of August and want to have lost another stone by then.
Hey, I’ll bet that, ingredient-wise, they’re similar to cereal, so I wouldn’t judge you for eating them for breakfast. I eat cereal for a snack sometimes, so…same thing.
Then again, I’ve been known to eat lefover chicken and veg stiry-fry for breakfast. Food is food, no matter what time of day you eat it.
ETA: Yesterday was husband’s birthday, so I had sushi for dinner and about 1/4 of a piece of cake. I know I should have skipped the rolls and gotten sashimi instead (our place only offers white rice, no brown), but…I didn’t freaking feel like it. I had run 5 miles earlier in the day and walked for a couple of hours, so I had the room, calorie-wise. Just went over my carb target for the day.
Oh my gosh, me too! It is the best breakfast ever. Tasty and easy to eat when you’re still bleary, but with great protein and fiber. I’ve been making stir-fry for dinner more often just so I’ll have leftovers for breakfast!
2.4 pounds in 8 days. Woo hoo!
Weigh in after 2 weeks - 5.4 lbs lost. Yay. Ready for winter to end so I can spend more time outdoors exercising. I hate indoor treadmill and machines.
I love Wii Fit 
Trying to look at food in a new way: it’s really medicine.
With that in mind my rocking lunch today:
Cottage cheese (protein galore)
Almonds (good fats)
Blueberries (antioxidants and fibre)
Yogurt (digestive health)
Veggies (vitamins and fibre)
Tuna fish sandwich (more good fats and protein, bread with added fibre)
I figure even if the rest of my day is awful, with a lunch like that, I am fueled to succeed!
Damn hormones…
I fell off the wagon, so to speak, I got back on it today but I did do some damages
I had lost 22 pounds so far and now I’m back up to 18 pounds lost!!!
I bough myself a pandora bracelet and I buy a “bead” for each 10 pounds lost… I had to take one off, now that’s not the idea of the bracelet.
It makes me very very mad at myself when I do something like that!
Time to bring out dance dance revolution, close the drapes and make a fool of myself but burn calories!
Awww jools, I hate it when that happens. Personally I’ve found those sneaky pounds drop off pretty quickly, hope it’s the same for you!
I did something very stupid - I have been extra thirsty due to recovering from the flu. We had a carton of Ocean Spray in the fridge and in one evening, I drank the whole thing, 1L. Pointed it up, 13 points. Ouch. :S
I’ve lost another 5.4 pounds, so my total lost is up to 28.4 I’m going to have to be really careful for a while, Easter is coming, with the family dinner, and I don’t plan to diet that day.
“Rabbit food,” they say disparagingly.
For the past three weeks, I’ve been eating salads for lunch. But not wimpy salads. We’re talking a whole romaine heart, with a ton of grape tomatoes, a little chicken breast, and sunflower seeds. And cucumber dressing, with dill. Very hearty and satisfying. I still have it in my mind to top it off with something sweet afterwards, but I don’t feel as guilty when I do.
When I sit down in the breakroom to eat my salad, however, I keep having to hear comments about “rabbit food”.
I don’t know why it bugs me. I mean, I was ragged on when I ate cheese toast every day and I just laughed it off. But I guess the difference is that it is funny that a grown-ass woman would eat cheese toast every day. There’s nothing inherently odd about a healthy salad. It’s something that is objectively good. If a comment has to be made, it should be something positive. Not borderline insulting.
“You don’t need to be watching what you eat,” is another thing I have to hear when I’m asked why I’ve turned to salads. I understand that it’s a masked compliment, but it’s totally not true. Everyone needs to watch what they eat, and not just because of weight issues. And you don’t have to have an eating disorder to know how many Thin Mints one can metabolically afford. There’s a difference between being hyperviligant to the point of being afraid and simply knowing what is on a nutrition label. Stop pressuring me to eat cookies just so you can feel better about your own appetite, please.
Because of these comments and others, I’ve started to limit my time in the office breakroom. Whatever benefits I get from socializing are outweighed by the irritation.
Geez-o-pete can’t people mind their own business? I HATE comments on food - I even get twigged when people say “whatcha eatin? That looks good!” (granted, this is when I had a roommate and he found it polite and social to comment on every. single. thing. I. ate. So I have issues).
Salad doesn’t always have to equal good, monstro (yours is, I would imagine!) People hear stuff about how a big salad with fattening dressing and meat (or fried meat!) is bad and get this “Ha, those salad eaters are only fooling themselves! I’ll have a sandwich!” mentality. Likewise, you also read about people who are obsessed with dieting and exercise and under-eat for their size and put their body in to “starvation mode.” Whether that is real science or not, I don’t know, but it also gives people an excuse to tut-tut one’s salad eating - especially that of a fit woman.
So the assholes will always have a retort for “I’m eating something good!” and the world would be so much better if people just STFU. But it probably is easier staying out of the breakroom, yeah. Sigh.
I’m on the home stretch of my Whole 30. Just 4 days after today. I feel decent now, no longer light-headed or under-fed. Still sick of cooking and cleaning all the time but I have to learn to live with it because this is how it has to be. Forever.
Of course it does drive home the loneliness factor in my life a bit. The idea that no one will ever be here to cook me dinner or do the dishes for me, and I have to do this every day by myself for the rest of my life, is kind of soul-crushing.
Anyway I made a meatloaf last night which tastes just like my mom made it, only without the sugary ketchup and oatmeal. I’m in heaven! It’s the first thing I’ve made in these 30 days that I have said I would like to eat again!
It’s also like a million calories so I don’t have to eat as much in a day when I eat this. Time-saving wonder meatloaf!
My son and I used to eat lunch out with a group after church most weeks. There was one lady in the group who would make a comment about my food every week. “Oh Gwen. You’re not going to eat all THAT are you?” Not anymore. Thanks gossipy nag. Actually I will eat it all, but now I have to fuss with taking half of it out of here in a box. We don’t dine with them anymore.
I looked in on the thread without anything too positive to add. I’ve kind of come off the rails lately. There’s been some pretty ridiculous even when I’m doing it I don’t enjoy it emotional eating. So, now I’ve gained back all of the fifteen pounds I lost during my most recent period of conscientiousness. I’m at the kind of number that makes me think, “screw it. I’ve been the fat kid since third grade. It was stupid to think I could change that now. Might as well finish the bag of cookies. It’s not like I have anywhere to go.” I know it’s wrong and damaging but that’s where I am. I’ve been feeling sad and lonely, but also hesitant to go out and meet people because I don’t feel like I look good in my clothes. sigh I don’t usually wallow so much. It’s been a rough week.
We all seem to be suffering the February doldrums. Big, non-intrusive, business-minding hugs to everyone.
And, yes, people who comment on others’ food deserve to be stabbed in the eye with the diner’s fork.
Fourthed.
I’m so sorry to hear things have been rough, gwendee. I’m proud of all of us for even trying. Even baby steps matter.
My coach is helping me change my diet now, I’m to eat clean for 2 weeks. Yesterday was day 2 and I felt fan-fucking-tastic, borderline manic. I also did 70 ground-release push-ups, which is insane. I had to take breaks but I got through them. Today is day 3 and I feel like shit and am craving sugar. I understand that is to be expected.
I try to envision the cookies and cakes with little googly eyes screaming out to me, ‘‘I will give you diabetes!’’ because that’s where I’m headed if I don’t get this crap out of my life once and for all. From now on I’m treating this food addiction as seriously as I would alcoholism or a drug addiction, because as far as I can tell the results of overeating are equally dire. It’s tough being that honest with yourself, and it’s scary, but seriously, if I don’t knock it off I’m going to die.