Officially Week Two

It is officially week two here on the road to skinny minny-dom.  I've hit a couple of road bumps but all in all I am still firmly on my wagon.

I have been a little disappointed with the weight loss.  I figured with all the water, and less carbs and fat and sugar and processed foods, the pounds would be falling off.  But, that hasn't happened.  Last week I only lost 1.6 pounds.  Not the results I was looking for.  

I am continuing on though, not letting myself get discouraged.

For example, today... I had an AWESOME wrap I made for lunch.  Let me say it again...ahem, AWESOME.

Low fat/Low Carb wrap, with spinach leaves, chicken breast meat, 1/4 cup of skim mozzarella cheese , 1/4 cup of reduced fat feta (MmmMmm good) and a drizzle of homemade ranch dressing with fat free skim milk (I kept the regular mayo in the ranch mix - a girl has got to have some sort of enjoyment in her life, c'mon)  The angels were singing.  I found something that tastes good that isn't horrible for me.  Saints be praised!

Day Numero Uno

It is day one of this "plan".  Now, why would you start 3 days before Thanksgiving you ask?  Because if I put it off until next Monday I would be telling myself it was OK to put it off again.  I do plan on eating Thanksgiving dinner, lets not be crazy... but I didn't want to just let it go another week.  If my motivation is here now, lets use it...right?  So day one breakfast has been interesting...

I picked up a carton of egg whites and on the side it had a "recipe" for a protein smoothie.  Since I can't have dairy on this diet, I can't drink my normal protein shakes because I mix the powder with milk.  This concoction has to be my substitute.  It called for a 1/3 cup of liquid egg whites, 1 cup of juice and to add fruit if you wanted.  I didn't want all the sugar of the orange pineapple juice I got, so diluted it down by pouring a half a cup of juice and a half a cup of water.  

I am having to wrap my brain around drinking egg whites - that has been the most challenging part.  That and being ok with the fact that it isn't all that sweet since I diluted the juice with water.  But, I think I can handle this in the AMs.  Tomorrow I'll add some fruit to it and throw it in the blender to see how that works.  

Bottoms up everyone!! 

Inspired

So...I lied.  That's right, I'm a liar.  A few weeks ago I posted that I was starting my "new life". Losing weight, being healthy and fit and all that.  Well, it was complete crap.  I mean, at the time it wasn't crap. I truly believed that was my moment.  But, as many moments do -- it passed me by.  I did really well for about 4 days but, just like every other time before, I fell off the wagon.  I'm tired of that damn wagon.  I can't stay on it, and every time I fall off I come away battered, bruised, and royally pissed off.  But, I can't blame the wagon.  No, as much as I'd like to be all litigious and threaten to sue for emotionally wrecking me once again, I have no one to blame but myself for letting go of my hold on the wagon.  I am my own worst enemy, and let me tell you - I'm scurrrrrry.

So today, as I was blog stalking through the blogosphere, I happened upon this guy.   Ben Does Life  He went from like 360 lbs to 250 something, he's run countless marathons, and he's an Ironman.  Want some of his "cool"-aid? Um, yes please.  And again, while I was FB stalking his FB fan page, I happened across this girl.  The Road to Slim City and mainly this particular post: Amen .

She spoke to me.  That post in particular.  Because it said all the things that are exactly true when it comes to me and my weight loss.  It will never be easy, and there will always be stuff that gets in the way, but you just have to buck up.  You have to OWN that wagon.  That wagon is your Biotch. (Excuse my vulgarity). 

This time I hope I'm not lying to you - but mark this down as my post.  As THE post that says "I'm OWNING my wagon".  I might, you know, dip my feet to the ground every once in a while...but I hope and pray that this will be the last time I fall face down off my wagon.