Thursday, March 29, 2012
Dukan Diet day 35
Its been 5 weeks and I can finally move up a notch on my belt. Some of my jackets are starting to feel a bit loose. I have jackets I have barely worn. My task in the next 5 weeks is clear. Wear all the underused, about to be TOO BIG, jackets. Yippee.
Wednesday, March 21, 2012
Dukan Diet Day Day 27
After a glorious moment at 148.6, I have been hovering around the 149.6-150 mark for the past few days. Since my diet hasn't changed, it has to be water, sleep and activity. Have been spending days crouched over a desk in a semi-fetal position. This no doubt is the root cause of the fact that I weigh a mere 0.4 lbs less today that I did 7 days ago, despite a week of deprivation. At that rate of weight loss, I could stay on the Cruise phase for years.
Also forgot to keep up with my oat bran with perhaps predictable results.
The real test starts tomorrow. We are off to a conference for four days. We might need to eat veggies with our protein for those days or we just won't be able to find anything to eat.
Today, stairs, stairs, stairs--and of course many hours crouched in a near-fetal position.
What keeps me going is that I now can wear some clothes that I put aside a year ago intending to get rid of them. I just fished a couple of things out on the weekend.
Wednesday, March 14, 2012
Dukan Diet Day Day 20
Yes! 149.6 lbs
This comes after a deeply depressing day yesterday in which I was up to 151.2 and seemed to be gaining weight at about the same rate as I had been losing it. Answer,--less coffee, less salt, more water and voila! Also probably skipping yoga in favour of John Carter of Mars helped a lot.
I woke up this a.m. thinking that yesterday had been about the worst day of my life, then thought about all the days on which actual bad things had happened and had to amend my sentiment to yesterday's being one of the worse out of the days on which nothing bad actually happens--most of which are no doubt sufficiently mundane that I don't actually remember them anhow.
I'm overworked and overstressed and the diets means almost everything has to be cooked with means more time and dishes which in turn mean more time. This would all be easy if I had a cook.
Monday, March 12, 2012
Dukan Diet Day 18
Didn't quite the pass the test of dinner with the non-dieters. Had teensy weensy bit of dressing on my salad--could not have been more than a tsp-- and about half an ounce of chocolate hazelnut cake. And this morning my weight is up 0.8 pounds. Coincidence? Yes. The slight gain is far more likely due to my sedentary weekend writing a Spanish paper. Back to exercise today. My immediate goal--still cracking the 150 mark
Saturday, March 10, 2012
Dukan Diet Day 16
For the moment at least, I've made my peace with the diet. This morning the scales were trying to dip below the 150 mark. I remember when they first hit 150. I was in Mexico in 2002 and my dad and I had walked downtown to go to Sanborns. They had a machine that for a few pesos would measure height, weight and BMI. I put in my pesos and when the slip came out, my dad looked at it and said 150 lbs. I didn't believe him; I grabbed the slip, checked the numbers and said, "well they got my height wrong too". Well, the height was wrong, but this morning is the closest I have come to 149 since that day. The next milestone will be 145, because I can recall thinking my life was over the first time I got there.
Just ate a can of tuna with Thai Chili paste, that I used to like to eat with crackers. I cannot now fathom why I ever found it anything other than revolting.
Tomorrow will be our first real test; out to dinner with non-dieters.
Wednesday, March 7, 2012
Dukan Diet Day 13
Today is frustration day. I want to eat something, anything that is neither a protein nor a vegetable. The damned diet is relentless. Monotonous day follows monotonous day. The hardest part is that we have to make everything which requires far more planning than I am used to. I dread tomorrow because Thursdays are a long day at work and I have no idea what I can take for lunch and a snack. I am out of ideas; all the interesting ones require fromage frais or time, neither of which I have.
The saving graces of the diet are two: oat bran gallettes and greek yoghurt with a bit of vanilla. Oh, and I adore hard boiled eggs. But they won't get me through tomorrow.
Until today, I thought this was pretty easy. And I just weighed myself and seem to weigh almost as much as when I started. I swear I gained two pounds today while eating almost nothing. Curses on Dr. Dukan and his damned diet!
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Dukan diet day 3
I think I have lost a pound, the nausea has passed and the boredom is setting in.
Last night we lacked the energy to cook anything fancy from the Dukan book so we fried chopped tofu, garlic, shallots and eggs whites and put steamed shrimp on top and then squeezed some lime juice on. It felt surprisingly like a substantial meal, though we need to work on the tofu flavour and maybe add whole eggs.
Today thus far has seen two failed attempts at creativity.
I had the brilliant idea of making tea with cardamom and a cinnamon stick, leaving it overnight and adding it to a tofu/yoghurt smoothie. Result: overly thin smoothie with no improved taste over adding the spices directly. Tonight I will try soaking the spices in some warm milk.
Pre-Dukan diet--smoked mussels, cream cheese and crackers, not a bad appetizer in a pinch. My idea for a Dukan diet version--smoked mussels with the oil washed off and a dab of fat free cream cheese. Truly awful!
Tonight, steak served with steamed shrimp with lime and pepper as a celebration meal in honour of our first wedding anniversary. I have cooked steak three times in my life previously, ruined it every time. The worst was when I was looking after a woman with Huntington's Chorea whose son had bought her a steak for a treat. It was so tough by the time I finished with it, that when she tried to eat it, her false teeth shot out of her mouth and skittered across the kitchen floor. I had to wash them off and put them back in. The other two failures were less spectacular, though equally inedible.
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