HAPPY DANCE!! I hit the 30 pounds lost mark this week!! I have been hard at it since July 22nd, so a little over two months. I feel great, and am excited about this new adventure in my life. I have to admit, the first few weeks is hard. VERY hard. Surrender...commit...obedience...count calories...count fat...count fiber...count points!
It can be VERY overwhelming at first until you get in the routine. I put everything on an excel spreadsheet so it is easier to go there and keep track. I also put my successful tasty recipes on there too.
I am using the priciples of Alcoholics Anonymous in this and going to weight watchers and also being very aware of my Diabetes. I love a challenge and this is challenging every day. If I cheat, it is me I am cheating, not another person. Unfortunately it shows on me if I don't lose weight. Another thing that keeps me on this....tell people!!! I tell everyone I am doing this and if I quit then they will look at me in disappointment or disgust and my ego will crash. After all, I am a people pleaser and hate people being disappointed in me.
Sherry, my sis-in-law shook her head at me and smiled and said "You are making this fun, aren't you"? Well yeah.....my motto in life is: If it ain't fun, I'm outa here!
The recipe this week that I fell in love with is: TA- DA:
Roasted Cauliflower!!
I cut a head of cauliflower into flowerettes, put them in a big baggie, pour 2 tablespoons extra virgin olive oil over it, fresh ground sea salt, fresh ground pepper, 2 tablespoons minced roasted garlic (In a jar) No, Mary Lou, don't throw the jar in the bag, just the 2 tablespoons of garlic. Shake it all up and pour onto a jelly roll cookie sheet or baking pan, sprinkle 1/2 cup of freshly grated parmesean cheese and drizzle balsalmic vinegar over it. Bake at 450 degrees for 25 minutes, then turn on the broiler for the last 5 minutes or so until it is crusty enough for you. (I like it really crusty). Total points for entire pan is about 9.....(Okay, I have to admit I ate the entire pan). But be very careful, the next day you and everyone around you will suffer. ahem.
Oh, by the way I hate to say pounds lost, because they seem to find their way back to you. I like to think of it as pounds discarded for good!!