(I originally posted this in Cooking and Baking, since for me, this is mostly about food. But I guess it sort of applies over here, too. )
Link:
http://platewatch.blogspot.com /
I've never had an easy relationship with food, I'll admit. In my own mind, I've always been overweight, even when I was on target. While I've never been clinically anorexic and never been bulimic, I've always been somewhat compulsive about counting calories, fat grams, cholesterol and protein grams. I've always been a bit compulsive about making sure I hit the balance between Resting Metabolism and caloric consumption, because I really hate sweating with lots of other people around. Phys. Ed. did a number on my head, and I'm terrified of gyms now. So while I've been obsessive (and there's a reason I do the work I do) the obsession has always been to get it just right, a probable legacy of my status as first born and Mother's Little Helper. For most of my life, it's been a functional relationship, one that kept me fit enough.
The past year, however, has been really, really bad, as my endocrine system has gone wonky and I've gained pounds on a diet that should be less than maintenance. The endocrine system issue is a genetic issue, one that I knew was coming and feared (which was part of the motivation for the earlier obsessions that I'd just about gotten broken.)
Now, knowing the problem is there, but not having a family doctor with a long history with the family (the price of living 1000 miles from any family member), getting the medical profession to realize that no, I'm not crazy and no, I don't live on chips, soda and cake, and no, I do in fact exercise quite a bit, means that I must go back to my obsessive noting down of every bit of food and exercise.
But... I love good food, and that's not something easy to change. Scaling portions has helped: I make mini muffins, and limit myself to one; I am in love with Pepperidge Farms' very thin sliced bread (since I can't seem to cut it that thin myself); my portion sizes have my clients looking envious. Substitutions help, too. Rice paper for tortillas is one such, light sour cream or plain yogurt for mayo is another. And weighing everything on the digital scale....
So in the interest of public service, I'm sharing my menus and my progress. I'll publish to the blog if anyone's interested (this also makes it easy for me to let the physicians know that I'm not entirely crazy.) in my low-fat, low calorie, (hopefully) high flavor recipes and such.
And thanks for your support in advance. This diet is driving me slightly crazy, and I hate having to go back to my old, obsessive ways.