Beware of foolproof diets. They may knock the pounds off in the short term but scientific research, and personal experience shows that it does not last and you may actually put more back on than you lost!
Use the Canada Food Guide and eat a portioned balanced diet for your body!
It has been a while since I posted anything on my blog and a lot has happened since my last posting. I have lost a couple of pounds but that’s been very difficult with Thanksgiving, my birthday and bunch of celebrating with friends from near (Saanich and Sidney) and far (Calgary and Hope).
I started an on-line course with the University of BC and now I have homework. I also have been chosen to give a workshop(twice) on adult learning for a First Nations educational conference in Vancouver. I love this conference because I get to see people from all over the province and sometimes from all over the world and the hotel is right on the harbour.
It all started the week of the 2nd of October. Norm and I started to thoroughly clean our house and set up for 3 people to stay with us. !0 of us were getting together to celebrate a wedding anniversary, birthdays and grandchild births. I think I dusted things in our wall unit that hadn’t been dusted since last Christmas. The house looked great we had enough beds to sleep 6 comfortably, but I think our daughter, who had to sleep in her very old bedroom, would disagree with me but she was only here for one night. Five people came from out of town and three stayed with us and it was like having old friends over for a sleepover. Oh wait, it was old friends over for a sleepover. My stomach started to hurt on the Tuesday and by Wednesday I hurt a lot and slept for quite a while. I phoned in sick Thursday morning, put stew in the slow cooker and went back to bed with my stomach in a binder to hold my guts in. For those of you who may be new to my never-ending tale of body issues, I have a huge abdominal hernia that sometimes gets annoying with small (or big) blockages. This wasn’t a “emergency” situation and as my normal body functions were still happening, I just sucked it up – in I mean.
By 7:30 pm we were all in the living room enjoying stew (I was drinking lots of water, no buns and a tiny bit of stew, no meat) and enjoying catching up on tales of traveling and grandchildren. Much beer and wine was consumed but not by me and I went to bed early. I felt much better in the morning but kept the binder on.
Friday was when the 10 of us friends (41 years+) were getting together for a traditional turkey dinner.The turkey got stuffed, potatoes (6 pounds) got peeled, squash got sliced and lots got prepared. Others were bringing salad, veggies and fruit platters and for dessert we were promised a B52 cheesecake.
Well, there ended up being 15 of us, 16 if you count the 4 week-old, new granddaughter. Food disappeared with lots of smiles and I believe the only dinner left over were some veggies (cauliflower and I don’t like cauliflower) and gravy. Dessert was brought out and the birthday (Rick and mine) cheesecake was 16 inches wide. OMG! There was even a 9 x 13 pan of apple crisp for non-milkatarians with whipped coconut cream! We celebrated the births of Aryia (Wendy’s granddaughter) and Avard (Lynn’s grandson). I still have B52 cheesecake and apple crisp in the freezer. I had been given a seemingly infinite supply of wine as a birthday present, so much was consumed. Turkey was stripped and soup started. Early bedtime was midnight.
Saturday night was another celebration, we went to a wonderful Chinese buffet to celebrate Dave and Randi’s 25 wedding anniversary. Then the whole bunch of us went downtown for a Ghost Walk of Victoria. So much food but the hour and a half walk helped, then we went back to my house where I crashed big time. Sunday, Rick and Karla had to leave so it was blueberry pancake day. And ask Lynn about the turkey soup. It sure felt good in my tummy. Monday is the official day off for Thanksgiving and it was also my birthday so we went out to a restaurant then home to a birthday cake – more cheesecake. In fact Norm had found one that had, blueberry, strawberry, vanilla and mango slices. I never thought I could get tired of cheese cake, but sometimes too much is just too much!
Another year older and it’s time for reflection on my life. I’ve got two new parts (knee and shoulder) so I guess the government thinks I’ll be around for a few more decades. I’m back on my diet and the desserts are in the freezer for single servings or to give away. I’m still looking forward to the next 12 months and the changes I’ll make in myself. I can walk now so exercise here I come. Bit by bit I’ll get better but no more surgeries until after May 2016. I and my body need the break.
Thanks for listening. ;D Diane
I am scared crapless to go see the doctor today. My regular doctor, Michelle Fretz, won’t even be there but a locum will be. (Is locum short for loco – humble – replacement – doctor? Hmm – don’t know.) Why am I scared? You can probably guess. The last time I went to the office was three weeks ago and I had gained a crapload (standard measurement, metric is shitload) of weight since having my knee replaced in May. Sigh! And since I saw her last I don’t think I’ve lost a pound or even a gram.
I have a wonderful excuse for the lack of exercise – my physio said “Don’t..” But I have no excuses for eating the way I have been eating. How have I been eating? Evereating! Yes, I’m hungry all the time.
I am in terror of my own actions. I know all the actions I should be taking (yes, I just should on myself). So, why can’t I do them? Terror of what I may become? And what will/can I become? I’ll list a few options so you can see I’ve considered many angles:
Healthy, Ill, invalid (and invalid)
Example, Cautionary tale
These are just a few examples of what has gone through my head. But I will admit that writing even these few down have made feel better about bogging down (Notice I didn’t say failing?). I went to a counsellor many years ago and she asked me what kind of advice I would give to someone with my issues. I was full of answers but I couldn’t tell her why I didn’t/couldn’t take my own advice.
Terror of the unknown? Probably. So, what am going to do about it?
Face it, think positively, and just do it!
Thanks for listening. ;D Diane
I still have my highschool graduation dress. It was a very long time ago and I would love to wear it again some day. It was a formal with a big slit up the front and matching hot pants! Ever the rebel!
I was never small/slender/normal-sized girl. In 1967 it was Centennial Year in Canada and my mom and a friend had to adjust the Centennial dress pattern to a size 16 bodice for a then 13 year old. Sigh.
But I did have some cool clothes in grades 7-12. My Mom was great and sewed all my mini skirts. The girls would come to my house to roll up their skirts over their Girl Guide belts before we went to school. I was the first in my class to wear nylons, then pantyhose. But I don’t think I can come close to the sizes I wore then.
So what can I wear that would still fit? Hats. scarves, mitts? Not gloves, I have huge hands now and was average as a teen and who looks at your hands when we’re being nostalgic about what we wore in highschool?
Oh well, back to the diet. It’s not so hard this week, there’s so much fantastic produce out there (including my backyard), it’s hard for me to not eat well.
Thanks for listening. ;D Diane
Yep, I put on my brown capris today and they were hard to do up. Sigh. I know/knew I have been eating badly and not taking my recovery into the equation of couch-sitting. This has resulted in eating myself into gained weight.
I have a pile of excuses but I am not superwoman.
1) I am not getting much in way of calorie burning exercise. I get in trouble with my amazing physiotherapists for standing too long – more than 15 minutes in each hour – and walking too much. Since when can you walk too much – it turns out when you’re recovering from a knee replacement.
2) I’m depressed. Duh! I’m still in a bit of pain, I can’t go far, too much computer and TV. I mean, really, too much Perry Mason would depress anyone.
3) I’m hungry all the time. I crave cheese and meat. My muscles, tendons and bones are growing back so I believe my body needs these things that’s why it’s craving them, right?
But none of these reasons excuse things like: chocolate bars (Kit Kat Chunky), pizza, chips (Lays contest: PEI Scalloped Potatoes and/or Montreal Smoked Beef) and crackers for the cheese. I’m eating like a teenage boy. And now my clothes are feeling it.
I’m worried about this gain. It’s making me sadder and feeling more disabled. I see my doctor tomorrow and I believe my weight will be way up, my blood pressure will be up and I’ll need more prescription pain meds.
So what am I going to do? I’ve already started my food journal again. I’ve eaten a low calorie – low carb breakfast and am writing my blog. I’ll do my nails and feel more feminine superhero-ish. I’ll sweep the floor and put my leg up right after that activity. I’ll count all my supporters and thank you for the waves of support you send me and wish they melted pounds. I’ve lost a lot of weight and I know I’ll lose this back-slide and more because I can.
So, thanks for listening and get a giggle out of what I found looking for “Balloon Woman” on line. ;D Diane
I remember, as a child, my Mom would serve us supper on full-sized dinner plates. (Do you call the evening meal dinner or supper? I’ve always wondered but..never mind it’s not important right now.) We were supposed to eat everything put in front of us. I remember there being dessert, too. It was the goal of the meal. Healthy meal training, right? If we didn’t eat everything on our plate we got punished, no dessert and having to sit there until it was gone which sometimes was hours. But, let’s be real, there are some foods we don’t like. I’ve read that some tastes are genetic and some are experiential. Even before we’re born, we swallow a lot of amniotic fluid and it has different tastes depending on what our mothers are eating. We get our first taste buds at 8 weeks of gestation. I read it in a great article online called: How Food Preferences Develop. I wonder what my Mom ate while she was pregnant with me.
My Mom served all the “healthy” veggies in the style of the time, which was usually boiled. Spinach was a slimy, but buttered and salted, pile of bitterness. It looked like the stuff that Popeye popped out of the tin and ate to beat the bad guy. It was very bitter to me. Mom also served peas, carrots, beets, green and wax beans, cauliflower, broccoli and brussels sprouts. My sister didn’t like peas and would hide them under the lip of her plate until her plate was clean. We never ratted on her because she was the baby at the time and knew all the naughty things we did. I love carrots, beets, peas and beans but the rest are icky to me. I don’t mind the stems of broccoli but the trees taste gross to me. I used to think it was because of the way the veggies were cooked but, as Mom started steaming them; serving them raw with dip and making them into salads; I still didn’t like the taste.
Then came the cilantro. With all the wonderful ethnic foods entering the scene I looked forward to new, very healthy, foods. But, cilantro destroyed a lot of it for me. Imagine a stir-fry with broccoli, shredded brussels sprouts, cauliflower seasoned with wonderful spices and cilantro. I couldn’t eat it. A tiny bit of cilantro in my salsa, OK, but any more than that I can’t handle it. And I can’t handle licorice much either but I love Thai food and it’s so healthy for me but Thai basil knocks me right off. I wondered what the hell was wrong with me but it turns out that I wasn’t the only one.
I now know some of it is in our genes. I thought I was just being anti-social about the cilantro thing but it turns out I have that gene. My kids call it a genetic disorder – Ha! The on-line article from The Salt, explained a lot of it for me. Love To Hate Cilantro? It’s In Your Genes And, Maybe In Your Head.
So, I’m trying to eat as I’m told. Lots of veggies, low fat, low salt and barely cook them to keep in all the goodness. I can handle some of the stuff like a little spinach now – in a salad with bacon dressing? As I said, I like stems of broccoli and they are spectacular peeled and thrown into the stir-fry. My family isn’t fond of them so they eat the trees and I get the stems. Sorry, not much cauliflower in my house except for the veggie plate and I allow others to have them all.
That’s all I have to say about veggies today. Enjoy a massive salad and have a big plate, dinner plate, of veggies and home-made salsa (where I get to not add cilantro but I like cumin, go figure). Be healthy!
Thanks for listening. ;D Diane
PS We eat off the luncheon plates now and can go back for more if we want. It works.