Wednesday, July 31, 2013

I told you so...

W: 212.0
BG:  165

What?!  So much to be excited about!

#1: I am NOT alone!  YAY! I will celebrate by trying to remember to use a different font, so that maybe our posts will stand out as different people (plus, I suppose I need to remember to sign off, since now there are TWO of us posting again!  Woo hoo!  

#2:  Do you see that BG?  Do you SEE that?  Yes, yes.  I still know, waking up with it at 165 still isn't great, but, again, when a couple of weeks ago I was consistently waking up to it above 200....165...is....AWESOME!  Only 45 more points down to be in the normal range!

To my partner in crime weight loss, I'm still not exactly sure what, ultimately will work as we journey towards seeing less of ourselves.  Just remember that we're in this together.  Yep...the last year has been super stressful for both of us (although in vastly different ways).  That definitely makes it harder.  

My mother and I both said this time last year (just like we said the year before and the year before that), "We want to lose weight before our next trip to Disney."  It didn't happen.  In some cases, we just put on MORE weight.  (Her stress has topped mine, so I believe she has said she's gained 10 pounds in the last year where previously we actually were pretty close in weight.

Alright, for my daily recap...

For breakfast yesterday, as I have run out of cheese and turkey sausage (boo!), I had two slices of whole wheat toast with peanut butter and a small (8 ounce) glass of milk.  Naturally, two hours later, my blood sugar was through the roof, but nothing else in the house appeals to me as a low-carb breakfast.  I suppose I need to do some research on that, so maybe I can find something appropriate that won't send my BG soaring.  No eggs.  (Yuk.)

Lunch was leftover "pizza" from the night before.  I really got to see the bottom/crust (since I flipped it out of the container it was in), and it really does look like a pizza crust.

Last night, I really wanted to try this recipe for a refried/pinto bean dip.  Really, I need to plan better when I try it, because I need to have healthy things on-hand to dip into the not-so-healthy dip.  I mean, beans are carbs and tortilla chips are carbs...and together...well...you know where I'm going, right?

I texted Mom and asked her to bring home a bag of tortilla chips.  She didn't check it until she had left, so no chips.  Okay, okay...don't need them anyway, so NOW what?

I boiled a bag of cauliflower.  Chopped an onion and tossed it in a pan with some melted butter and salt until it began to become translucent, then browned some ground beef in the pan.  Seasoned this with garlic powder and pepper.  When the cauliflower was tender enough, I drained and returned it to its pan so I could mash it a little with a potato masher.  Next, I dumped the ground beef into the pan, added a little milk and some Velveeta (yes, I know...processed = bad).  Green beans and freshly sliced tomatoes and cucumbers on the side, and we called it dinner.  I think Dad put his over toast.  Mine was eaten with the fresh tomato (and, despite all the rain we've had, those tomatoes taste wonderful.)

Where does the "I told you so" come in?  Well, when Mom fixed her plate, she was saying something to that effect.  "All these years, I've told you that you needed to eat low carb, and you said NO..."  

Okay.  My BG was always good then.  My weight wasn't horrible.  But now I've decided that doing this is necessary.  Even if I'm not even on-board with it every single day.  I'm not sure if it is helping my parents any (I know it's doing nothing for my child, as most of the stuff she won't eat.  More on her in a moment.)

Changes I've made: In the last month, I've quit drinking sweet tea.  I'd more or less already quit drinking sodas.  I gave them up for Lent one year, and they've tasted awful ever since.  (Except an A&W Cream Soda...but that really takes my BG up!  So sad, too, because they have started selling them in cans, and some days, it's hard to walk buy and not buy a case.)  I am drinking about a glass of milk a day.  I don't know why -- especially why I'd want chocolate milk out of any of it.  I didn't have a glass yesterday because we're almost out of milk.  Dad did go out to breakfast, though, so he's not having a bowl of cereal this morning, but that doesn't rule out Katy having one.

If I have to have rice (at home, anyway), it's brown.  It may be a (technically) overcooked brown, but who likes chewy rice?  How often do I get this?  Maybe once a week.  Maybe.

No pasta.  Pasta is probably my favorite carb.  

Potatoes are rare, too.  Maybe once per week.

Carbs really need to be eaten at breakfast or lunch and not at night.  :(

Okay...here's the skinny on my daughter.  She's 9.  She weighs about 60 pounds.  She has consistently traveled up the lines at the doctor's office -- 50th percentile for her age/gender in height and 25th percentile in weight.  She's tiny.  She dances and moves pretty much all the time.  Her doctor asked at her annual appointment this summer if she was eating healthful things -- fruits and veggies and whatnot.  I told her that she (mostly) eats so little, as long as I can get it in her, we're good.  

I know I should be teaching her healthy eating habits.  I'm trying.  We talk about eating fruits and veggies and such.  I'm making her try the stuff I cook.  But I don't expect her to eat it simply because if I say "this or nothing" and she doesn't like it, she won't eat.  What makes me a worse parent -- forcing something on her that is healthy but she won't eat, so she'll go to bed without eating anything, or making sure she has something that she will eat, regardless of health value?  She does eat raw carrots, broccoli, green beans, cooked onions, yogurt, and things like that, and mostly only drinks water, so there is some good in there with the not-so-good.

Okay, I have rambled on for long enough.  :)

Happy Wednesday!
~RDP~


1 comment:

  1. I didn't realize how much I missed having a "partner in weight loss" until I read your postings. Yeah, it is really nice. Knowing your struggles, too, help in keeping this goal real. Although I am not diabetic, I am predisposed to have this ailment due to the history of both my mother and father. I hope that as we hold the torch high we realize there will be days that we falter.

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