I'm getting back on track. I've found my mojo. The force is with me. I've got air in my tires and wind at my back. However you want to put the cliche, I'm feeling much more motivated now to do what I need to in order to break through my weight loss stall.
My biggest hurdles are always planning and being accountable. So this morning I woke up and started my day out right with some Eggface-approved chocolate mini-muffins (YUM!). If you haven't visited her blog, do yourself a favor and click on the button in the right margin of my blog. She has great tips and recipes for those of us needing the help (ie. everyone I've ever met who's had weight loss surgery). She's even doing a vitamin giveaway on her site right now (although I shouldn't tell you so that I have better odds of winning). By the way, with a little adaptation, her recipes even work at high altitude! I made her chocolate mini muffins 3-ways: a dot of creamy peanut butter in the middle for some, a sprinkling of Black Onyx cocoa powder (the kind that makes Oreos so darkly delicious) and instant coffee crystals for others, and a CocoaRoast almond for the last set. I think the peanut butter and mocha ones were the best.
Then I made a BBQ chicken "pizza" for lunch, which consisted of a low-carb tortilla (I use the Fat Flush Plan tortillas, despite the appalling name) topped with a little mix of pizza sauce and BBQ sauce, pieces of roasted chicken, and a sprinkle of pizza cheese. YUM!
For dinner, I made chili. Taking inspiration from Eggface, I just made it up as I went. I put a pot roast in the crockpot with some blended-up salsa, chicken broth, and a bunch of chili spices I bought at a fair. I added a can of black beans about halfway through, shredded the meat and added it back in, sprinkles in a teaspoon of coffee crystals, and let it stay on warm until I was ready to eat. Yes, that sound you hear is me patting myself on the back for being so clever.
I still have 1-2 meals left for the day...I average about 5 meals per day, but sometimes on the weekend time gets away from me and I don't get them all in. But the chili was so good that I may have some more of that.
Basically the quality of what I'm eating is much better, but that is just half the battle. What I'm really worried about is the quantity of food. I've never been great about measuring and it appears to be catching up to me. I could have eaten 1/2 cup of chili, but forced myself to stop at 1/3 cup. I know that if you haven't had surgery that sounds ridiculously small, but from someone who was only able to eat 1 tablespoon at a time only 10 short months ago, it's a lot. And at the point I am, I should still only be able to eat 1/4 cup to 1/3 cup. I'm hoping that with a week or two of restricting myself to 1/4 cup that my stomach may re-shrink. Or I'll get so hungry that I gnaw off someone's arm during a budget meeting. One or the other, really.
Now that my cold seems to be on the downhill side, it means getting back to the gym tomorrow night. I'm dreading the inevitable "January Crowd" of people who start out the year working out and drop out by March. To make it even worse, the 24 Hour Fitness that is on my way home is closed for renovations, so all the other centers are that much more crowded. It'll be like shopping at Loeman's the day after Christmas. Or Wal-Mart the day after Thanksgiving. I'm anticipating shoving, pushing, and a small amount of bloodshed. That way anything that actually does happen is a bit of a denoument.
I hope your year is starting out well too. Here's to staying on track...