So I'm back to the very beginning. Haven't posted in a few months due to well....life ... When life hits me unfortunately safe to say I gain weight. It's a cycle I'm fully aware of and still don't quite have under control.
Over the past few weeks since ive been MIA ive tried various plans and nothing is sticking rather I haven't stuck it out. The latest decision to low carb was based on my favorite salad dressing from my all time favorite Greek restaurant. Bizarre way to make a decision right, well its completely high in fat and low in carbs and makes Caesar salads way more enticing than they've ever been ... To me ! So I'm good for lunch but breakfast is still a challenge bc well I'm not an egg kinda gal AND I'm sooo over atkins shakes. Maybe in a few weeks I can get back into them but between those and Greek yogurt I'm weary thinking of both.
Despite my lack of love for eggs I did have the best broccoli quiche pretty recently but it had a crust and I'm sure that's what helped me get past the eggs.. and we all know the crust is a no no for low carbers in induction or early phases... Im trying to find a few creative recipes that I want to try out ..like tuna / salmon muffins for breakfast.
Apologies for the melancholy tone. I'm beyond disappointed my fat clothes are back in rotation and my cute slimmer girl attire is looking at me with hopeful eyes. When does thus ridiculous cycle end?
I've been recently diagnosed as "sleep deprived" which means my priority is to get more sleep. I've never taken a diagnosis so seriously before. While I might say I am enjoying sleeping in and napping more, It hasn't reduced the impact of my appetite. In fact Im eating more than I ever have...maybe not ever" but more than I know is appropriate and healthy for me. How was I living on 1300 calories a few months ago and surviving and suddenly I can't get through a day without at least 1000 calories in excess of what I'm supposed to consume ? Okokokok I see why I went MIA bc I knew my posts would sound more like a pity party than a road to recovery. Is it possible that I'm not ready to be helped which is why I can't seem to help myself ? Or am I stuck in brattville looking for a miracle ? I'd love to be the person to run myself out of this rut but the thought of running still feels daunting despite my 1800 attempts to have it become "my thing". How do people find their physical activity that pulls them out of their fat funk? I love ZUMBA and have the dvds and Wii but that doesn't seem to feel like enuff. It's not my "go to" thing. Why is that ? I always feel better afterwards and I KNOW its a huge calorie burner. Can I ZUMBA my way to fat freedom ? Dunno Chuckling did I just challenge myself to try ? Is this going to be another psyche up to do it now ? Y'all may not know but I'm far from competitive and the minute competition enters I make a graceful exit. It's not my thing. Never has been at least not with physical activity.. academia ... Slightly different story.... I'll ponder this and let you know how things go. duag
