You're In Luck
Somewhere I have a wordy argumentative post started, but it's too much work to find on Google Drive, so I will simply say: Hiya!
Hand relatively steady on the tiller here. Still loving my plan, though there is always room for fretting-- you can get really very overfussed with this stuff. Since I am eating at regular times, it's easier to track in My Fitness Pal, so I know just exactly how much sugar I'm getting (79 grams!) and how my macros are embarrassing (42% fat-- um...) When, really, I would like to remind myself that in about a month I've more or less convinced my body to eat at mealtimes and not between, I'm enjoying my food immensely, eating vegetables every day, and I feel good. I don't dread meal planning (everything is bad!) or cooking so much. I lost six pounds by the doctor's scale, without anything that can be reasonably called suffering. A typical day looks like this:
homemade sourdough bread with butter
shake with almond milk, banana, and a little whey protein
slice of pizza with the family
rainbow salad with vinaigrette and sunflower seeds
raspberries
slice of sourdough with jam and butter
3 mini Hershey bars
handful of pecans
pork chop
1/2 cup of grilled potatoes
salad with vinaigrette
2 mini Hershey bars
It adds up to somewhere between 1700 and 1900 calories most days, bearing in mind that calorie counting is notoriously hard to get right. I'm quite sure I was eating over 2,000 before, so I have good hope that I will eventually level out at some pleasantly lower and sustainable weight. It's not a nutritionist's dream. I need to trade some of my added sugars for fruit, and I suppose I could eat less bread, but homemade sourdough is delicious and filling and life-enhancing, so maybe I won't, either. The key seems to be not exceeding the 18 grams of sugar. That (and maybe drinking lots more water?) appears to be what is keeping me comfortable. And as a happily married, middle-aged mom, let me assure you: I like comfortable.
Coming up: Wordy Argumentative Post, as soon as I find it.
Hand relatively steady on the tiller here. Still loving my plan, though there is always room for fretting-- you can get really very overfussed with this stuff. Since I am eating at regular times, it's easier to track in My Fitness Pal, so I know just exactly how much sugar I'm getting (79 grams!) and how my macros are embarrassing (42% fat-- um...) When, really, I would like to remind myself that in about a month I've more or less convinced my body to eat at mealtimes and not between, I'm enjoying my food immensely, eating vegetables every day, and I feel good. I don't dread meal planning (everything is bad!) or cooking so much. I lost six pounds by the doctor's scale, without anything that can be reasonably called suffering. A typical day looks like this:
homemade sourdough bread with butter
shake with almond milk, banana, and a little whey protein
slice of pizza with the family
rainbow salad with vinaigrette and sunflower seeds
raspberries
slice of sourdough with jam and butter
3 mini Hershey bars
handful of pecans
pork chop
1/2 cup of grilled potatoes
salad with vinaigrette
2 mini Hershey bars
It adds up to somewhere between 1700 and 1900 calories most days, bearing in mind that calorie counting is notoriously hard to get right. I'm quite sure I was eating over 2,000 before, so I have good hope that I will eventually level out at some pleasantly lower and sustainable weight. It's not a nutritionist's dream. I need to trade some of my added sugars for fruit, and I suppose I could eat less bread, but homemade sourdough is delicious and filling and life-enhancing, so maybe I won't, either. The key seems to be not exceeding the 18 grams of sugar. That (and maybe drinking lots more water?) appears to be what is keeping me comfortable. And as a happily married, middle-aged mom, let me assure you: I like comfortable.
Coming up: Wordy Argumentative Post, as soon as I find it.
Comments
Post a Comment