I have the best daughter in the world! Anne has
the day off tomorrow, so she took me to Solvang for an overnight getaway. We
used to go here during Christmas time when the kids were small. The little
Danish village is decorated for Christmas and it looks like a little
winter wonderland. We went to a restaurant owned by the boutique hotel where we are
staying.We split little small plates, so although it wasn't exactly dietetic, I
didn't feel stuffed at the end of the meal. It was fun and delicious and worth
the extra calories. Anne convinced me that I was doing fine since
everything was so small. She also told me that I am not supposed to diet while
on vacation. I guess she is definitely out of the running as my weight coach.
This was probably not my best choice, but it was Saturday
night and we were at Musso Franks! How could I not eat steak? The good news is
that I only ate half so we definitely have enough left over to make into tacos
for Tony tomorrow. On another note, Day 6 of the Beck Solution requires me to find a diet
coach. It needs to be someone who I will be accountable to and who will give me
encouragement when I am faltering. I've thought about who this person can be
for awhile now. Most of my friends are too kind and let me off the hook too
easily. I need someone who understands the "dieter" mentality but who
also will have the strength to tell me when I am being too lenient with myself. I haven't decided yet.
I'm not sure, but I think boiled endives are my absolute
favorite vegetable! (Um....I take that back if avocados are considered a
vegetable.) Tonight I am having a perfect meal. I have made salad, lamb chops
and endives.
The meal is so good, I can't really describe it. Does it
compete with Barone's pizza? Actually it does. (on some strange level) My
husband doesn't eat lamb, but LOVES pasta. I used to succumb to his wishes and
make spaghetti pretty often. Tonight, he made himself a delicious smelling pasta,
and I made myself two small lamb chops. We shared the endives and salad. We were
both happy, but I'm telling you, my dinner was spectacular. Eating healthy has
never tasted this good. (I know, I think I've heard that before.) My only regret is that I didn't put it on a prettier plate.
Here I go again. My salads may be boring, but I am losing weight. Tonight I
ate another salad. Day 5 of the Beck diet suggests eating slowly and mindfully.
I already do. It's funny. I am a super slow eater, and my skinny sister is a
super fast eater. Something there doesn't make sense. I savor every bite of my
food. The thought of eating fast just doesn't enter into my head. Tonight I ate
a small salad in the same amount of time that it took Tony to eat a salad, Sand
Dabs, potatoes, vegetables and bread. Eating slowly may be good advice, but it is not earth shattering
news to me.
I just finished another good "diet day".
I am one of the luckiest people on the planet. I can say
this for a million reasons but today I will just pick one. Today I was able to visit
with my son, Ted. I went to see him in Carlsbad, CA where he lives. It was great to see him and visit. We went to lunch,
and I definitely got caught up in the moment since I seldom see him. We were
looking over the menu, and there was a part of me that said, "celebrate, eat
anything you want, you are with Ted, and you rarely see him." The other
part said, "eat healthy, and remember you need to be accountable to your
blog." I looked at the menu, and noticed that all of the salads were pretty
highly caloric. I knew I could have asked to have the blue cheese or candied
walnuts left off, but then I would have been stuck with the same boring salad I make for myself almost daily. The waitress came to the table and recommended the shrimp
special. She said that most people who come to the restaurant come for that
dish. She strongly suggested it.
Two thoughts went through my head:
1) Shrimp is very low calorie.
2) I hate to hurt her feelings.
I ordered the special. Honestly, less than two seconds
later I had buyer's remorse. I knew I had made a bad choice. The shrimp special came with grits and a special sauce. I don't even like grits!Ted even felt bad
for me because he didn't want to hurt her feelings either. He offered to share his
food. The good news is that I only ate a couple of shrimp. We
took the rest of the food with us and hopefully his roommate likes shrimp.
Learning lesson from this experience? The waiter or waitress only want you to
be happy. Order the food that will make you happy in the morning.
I'm very late in posting yesterday's entry. Let's see how
many reasons I can come up with.
1) I couldn't bear to see Mom's picture not have top
billing.
2) I ate another boring salad with grilled chicken for
dinner.
3) I had nothing clever to say.
That's it, really. But, I have to tell you, I was very happy when I got on the scale this
morning. I am the lowest I have been in a long time. (No, don't expect a skinny
person when you see me, just be happy that you haven't seen me in a while.) I have
to admit, part of my success is eating boring meals. I know that salad with
different veggies and a lean protein works for me. So, sometimes I will eat it
over and over again. It doesn't make my blog very interesting, but it helps me
lose weight.
This is a picture of my mom and her Sunday afternoon lunch.
She is 90 years old and still has quite an appetite. She has an appetite not
only for food but for partying and going out. Thank goodness she had four kids. If she's not
going out with one, she's going out with another. Two thoughts come to mind
when I look at this picture. 1) My dad never had a chance. He was overweight
and obviously his metabolism couldn't compete with Mom's. 2) I inherited Mom's
appetite and Dad's metabolism. Bummer!