I've decided. I'm going to do 10 days of low carb for a kick in the scale's ass. I weighed 207 today. I weighed 207 about a month ago. I don't think I need a fill, so I'm cutting the junk for 10 days starting on Tuesday at dinner (with option to renew if I'm feeling good and losing).
Why 10 days? Because I need the weekend to shop for groceries and prepare. Tuesdays are my hardest day of the week because I leave for work at 7:45 AM and I don't get home from school until nearly 10:00 PM. My wonderful husband almost always cooks burgers for dinner on that night and it is easy for me to eat a burger without the bun for dinner. I'll just skip the ketchup. Wednesday is usually my easiest day of the week. I think making it just a little easier on myself is a good idea.
10 days from dinnertime Tuesday, I will be having dinner with the wonderful Lap Band Gal. We are going to a very fancy restaurant called Market 17. The focus there is on small plates, farm-to-table, organic, and local. It looks fantastic. I don't want to go to a restaurant like that and be all picky about if there is flour in something or if there is fruit in my salad. That meal will be the start of my transition back to normal, healthy, bandster eating.
But again, if low carb is doing good things for me, I may just stick with it. I certainly don't need to be eating ice cream or mashed potatoes.
I'm making a menu to get through the 10 days so there is never a question of what I will be eating. Scott found some awesome looking low carb recipes (crab stuffed deviled eggs, anyone?) that I will be trying.
I want to see 199 soon. I know it's just a number but it has been eluding me for so many years and I am almost thinking that my not being there yet is just a mental block that I need to get past.