I've lost 10 pounds! Yes. All it took was one virus/infection that made me want to jam a knitting needle into my eardrum for a little relief. Seriously, every day this week I've been whispering prayers to the god of otitis media, saying "Rupture, rupture, rupture." But he's paid me no never mind. The recuperating is going way too slowly for my taste.
Especially considering there are children to raise and webinars to host and synopses to finish.
The 10 pound loss, though, was less because of sickness and more due to my morphing eating habits. Want to know what I'm doing differently? Okay, here are my secrets (And this is going to sound like pious bullshit. I'm sorry.):
1. Two pieces of Dave's powerseed toast for breakfast instead of slurping leftovers off Max's and Claire's plates.
2. Red meat no more than once a week. Preferably less.
3. Lunch usually = quinoa with or without skinless chicken breast, sliced almonds, olive oil, fresh lemon juice, salt, and pepper. Fresh baby spinach makes an awesome addition.
4. My big treat of the day is a few squares of dark chocolate in the afternoon.
5. Very few chips or crackers.
6. No dessert after dinner. I usually, but not always, succeed.
7. Less wine.
8. One extra serving of veggies at dinner. So, at least two servings total. Maybe three.
9. Fish once a week (or more).
10. 2 to 3 cups of green tea a day.
This is my ideal menu. Sometimes I make it and sometimes I don't. But I've been much more mindful of what I'm consuming. I didn't set out to lose poundage, it's just a happy outcome of trying to eat more healthfully, a philosophy I've adopted after watching my friend struggle through colon cancer. It truly looks like hell. HELL I do not ever want. Hell I will do everything in my power to prevent.
I'm pretty sure J. would put the kibosh on all my organic produce buying if he could. But I'm the grocery shopper in this family, so he can't. Only the most expensive eggs, milk, and carrots for us!
Other things I've gleaned from the last week:
• I text way too much. Over my AT&T limit. I blame the shiny iPhone.
• Do not hold a girl scout meeting off-site, somewhere that is not a classroom. Chaos will ensue. And the cotton-in-your-ears feeling from all the bacteria-ridden fluid will not muffle 12 Kindergarten girl voices.
• Leaves are starting to bud here. In mid-February. Coming from Michigan, this is still a novelty! And every year, it's a happy surprise to see the baby green orbs popping from gray branches. Like glistening coins rolling off the ends of skeletal, old fingers.