I get this from my dad. Once, a few years ago when I was changing my eating habits, I asked him if he wanted some of my fruit. He looked at me and said, "Jennifer, have you ever seen me eat any fruit that isn't in cherry pie form?" And, come to think of it, I never have!
Speaking of pie, a few years ago a loved and elderly member of my church congregation passed away. In announcing when his service would be held the Pastor said there would be a reception after the service. He went on to say that there would be no cake at the reception as Jack's favorite dessert was pie , he always said " there only two kinds of pie, pie and more pie."
When having large gatherings for Thanksgiving, my mom (or now I) make several pies--usually five or six. Upon hearing the selection, my dad would always say "yes" so we'd have to give him small slices of each!
All this talk of pie is making me think about getting out my mini pie maker. All I've used it for is wee quiches and a "festival of pies" with a friend last Thanksgiving (mashed potato pie, stuffing pie, and apple pie - carbapalooza!). I'm wondering how some bittersweet chocolate chips and walnuts would be - a gooey mess? I believe some experimentation is in order.
All my dad wants to eat is sweet stuff, so I'm going to stop at the diner near the hospital tomorrow and get him a piece of lemon meringue pie. He really enjoyed it last time. Oh, and I need to get him a chocolate bunny too. I can't believe Easter is Sunday!
People, it is not a good sign when the last 10 posts on a weight loss forum all discuss pie :>)
I am currently in Seattle, on the 2nd of my back-to-back trips to the west coast. Not really complaining about the travel, but weight has gone from 122 to 126 since February, and I don't think it's a coincidence. Today, I skipped the belgian waffle at breakfast (watched every member of my family eat one) while I had oatmeal with blueberries. Lunch was also healthy, but by dinner my defenses were down, and when the kids clamored for gelato after dinner, I had a cup as well. I know we say this to each other a lot, but it seems totally unfair that I don't get "credit" for all the calories I don't eat, only penalized for the (relatively) few indulgences I do.
neurodoc - I'll give you credit! And I agree. That's actually one of the principles of the Beck book, to give yourself credit. Unfortunately, I want credit in the form of an immediate loss on the scale or the looseness of my jeans. Grrrr.
Yesterday I didn't end up eating at the Mexican place - I still wasn't hungry, so had a diet coke (I have to keep some vices!) while my friend ate. After my Good Friday service I ended up eating some Greek yogurt with berries and flax and think, even with the guesstimated lunch calories, I was fine for the day.
This morning I weighed in at 124.8. Which is great, coming from 130 about 6 weeks ago, and also crappy, because I know I could have been lower by now if I hadn't gone off plan so many dadgum times. And it's still over my red line (123). This weekend WILL be on plan. No excuses. Mondays are my official weigh-in days and I really want to be around the same place.
And with that, friends, I'm off to work out, pack, and hit the road for Charlotte and my weekend with a college friend. She's on WW, herself, so hopefully she'll be my ally.
It's Easter weekend. My family has never been religious so Easter was about ham, decorating easter eggs (the coloured hardboiled kind) with my mom, and chocolate. We didn't do anything like egg hunts. I received my chocolate from my mom, on the dining room table Good Friday morning.
I have no kids so I've adapted the program a bit to suit DH and me. We also celebrated the house closing (last Thursday) so it's all lumped together. Thursday night we had beer and chips. Yesterday I ate on plan and a bit less than usual to compensate for the previous night. Tonite I'm having a glass of wine and one ice cream dessert (which is a total of 350 extra cals after my ham, boiled tiny potatoes, and green beans dinner.)
Sunday I will have my one Belgian chocolate bunny. I have no idea how many cals he is and I don't really care.
I am not beating myself up for any of the treats/indulgences/ etc. I recognize them as such and am enjoying them in moderation. I know my weight will be up but it will come down.
I join JenMusic in giving you credit, neurodoc, for every single calorie that you didn't eat. My take is that's what 3FC is all about - our real-life friends couldn't bear to hear of each Belgium waffle (or Easter jellybean) skipped. Here's it's OK.
Steph, one of the pies my Mom was famous for was a chocolate walnut pit. Basically you follow the directions for a pecan pie, but instead of pecans you add chocolate chips and walnuts. It is really, good.
Easter for us means golf! I did buy DS a six-pack of Reese's PB Eggs, but that's about as far as we go. I did used to hide eggs for the kids, but as they grew older I'd use the plastic ones and put dollar bills in each--well all but a couple. There would be at least one $5, one $10 and one $20. Once they found all the eggs, but before they opened them, I would let them trade. So funny how almost every year they ended up with almost the exact same amount of money!
Anyway, our Easter dinner tomorrow night will be homemade cashew chicken salad (still need to pick up a rotisserie chicken, the grocery store didn't have any ready at 9 AM--wonder why? LOL) and homemade baked vegetable egg rolls. Something different and somewhat "cool" for the weather here. It's supposed to be 88 today (which isn't as cool as I wanted for the weekend, but at least it isn't 97!).
Thank you for giving me credit. Yeah, not as good as actual weight loss, but I'll take what I can get.
I'm at Sakuracon today, with DH and all 3 boys. What a hoot seeing all these people in costume. Since I'm Jewish, this will be a great place to spend Easter, while everything is closed.
Hey, all! Happy Easter, to those celebrating. It's still Passover, right, neurodoc? Happy Passover, if so. Er, sorry I don't know but should! In any case, enjoy the conference.
I'm still on my weekend trip. Yesterday was really, really fun and good. A workout before I left home, lots of walking around downtown and a huge mall, and relatively clean eats. We did do sushi for dinner (both a money and calorie splurge that I rarely indulge in) but I stuck with edamame, some tuna sashimi, and one rather plain (but delicious!) roll. I did have one piece of my friend's roll, all loaded up with spicy mayo and tempura avocado and all that stuff. It was also yummy, but also sort of . . . too much. I couldn't eat a whole roll of that without some tummy trouble.
Today I've run 4.3 miles on the hotel treadmill and made some good choices at the hotel breakfast buffet. That was around 10, and because we're going to see a show this afternoon (my first time seeing Wicked) it'll be close to 5 before I get another meal. My own fake version of IF.
Could this be (gasp!) a weekend on plan?!? Let's hope so!
You know, the past few days I've had some employment-related stressors and have been eating like in the bad-old-days.
While the first day brought some comfort, I'm now realizing how stressing the 'old' way of eating actually is.
I feel inundated, like there's a huge wave of food that my system has to deal with. And the stuff I've been eating isn't so appealing anymore. And although I'm just 2 pounds up, I'm puffy and my skin looks funky.
I miss the 'newer' old me. I miss liking my silhouette, I miss my non-puffy eyelids, I miss feeling light inside.
I woke up to a clear, bright though slightly frosty morning, well before my visiting mother, who was sleeping in the next room. The apartment complex was so quiet and serene. After two cups of coffee, I decided to do one of my holiday morning runs. It feels good to be out and have the streets to myself on those mornings. No traffic, no people trekking toward the train station. My hands were really cold but a long-sleeved thermal shirt was warm enough. I ran along the Bronx River Parkway and did encounter other runners and dog walkers and some people doing both, running with leashed dogs. I went about 4.25 miles, according to MapMyRun, and felt great all along the way. I rarely run -- I think this was my first time in four or five months -- and am amazed at how good this felt, maybe because it wasn't a chore, it was a choice on my part.
Later, I went to the gym and lifted weights, but the run was definitely one of the best parts of my Easter.
Now cherry, on the other hand . . . 
and chips. Yesterday I ate on plan and a bit less than usual to compensate for the previous night. Tonite I'm having a glass of wine and one ice cream dessert (which is a total of 350 extra cals after my ham, boiled tiny potatoes, and green beans dinner.)
