I did it.
296. Two pounds down from last week, for a total of 70 pounds. That's, like, 7 bags of flour. At once.
Even though I wasn't posting much last week, I stayed committed to the food plan I wrote about a week ago:
- I cooked every meal (except for three I planned to eat out - and which fit into my calorie plan.)
- Every meal was different. No duplicates, no leftovers, no boredom.
- I photographed each one.
- I exercised 5 times.
Although I didn't get to sharing them here, the acts of careful planning, preparation, and photography helped me break away from the great food-fight I'd been having with myself. "You want this. No you don't. Yes you do. No you don't, and that's that." I was still making good choices, but I was losing a lot of energy fighting.
After a week of solid mindful eating, the fight seemed to disappear. So much so that yesterday, when I was in full-on HALT mode (and somehow managed to be simultaneously extremely hungry, extremely angry, extremely lonely and VERY extremely tired) I chose grilled salmon and salad instead of any of the myriad things that would have helped me temporarily numb my emotions. And that feels like even more of a success than breaking through my plateau.
When I have a little more time, I may share some of those photos... or I may keep them and share some of the recipes I came up with, because they're definitely worth trying!
I'm vacationing this weekend, and before I do, I'll be sharing a recap and recipes from this weekend's Supper Club event, as well as sharing a little bit about how me and my body are... getting along. Sort of. Keep an eye out here for the next couple of days, because I'm looking forward to sharing it all with you. And in the meanwhile - keep taking care of you.