And Now For The Rest of The Winter...

My husband took this of me
cooking up a storm.

Chanukah, the 8 day Jewish Holiday is over.  I had a busy time between traveling to Netivot, family and work.  And I ate much too much of the foods I usually am very good about avoiding.

So, post-Chanukah I must work on self-control.  One thing I've noticed since changing my way of eating, please don't call it a diet,  is that if I eat enough fresh fruit I'll be much less tempted by the white flour, white sugar type of forbidden foods.

Starving doesn't help!

I have to be prepared with permitted foods all of the time.  That's the key to keeping the 15 kilo I lost four years ago off forever.  I'd love to get more weight off, but I don't see how I can really make the right changes.  The low carbohydrate, but lots of fruit, regime I adopted keeps my wight stable, and I usually have very little trouble sticking to it. 

It's better to be stable a bit overweight than to yoyo up and down fighting your body and life-style.

Good luck!

It's Not Enough To Diet

I should have exercised more this week. Food isn't everything. Considering how busy, and out of my control, my meals were, I guess it's good that I didn't eat more than the Start Fresh kosher weight loss diet recommends.

Actually, there were times I ate less, which is bad according to the diet instructions. The key is never feeling hungry, and there were times I was starving, and there was nothing suitable and filling to eat.

When I'm home, the eating and meal planning are very easy. The problem when traveling is planning and packing food. At one of the Jerusalem Conference sessions, I was surprised to see a table-mate eat an apple taken out of his bag. I guess one can do it, as long as food isn't served at the same exact place. They had a constant supply of coffee, hot water, tea bags and cookies. When I arrived Tuesday afternoon, I had tea and lemon to fill me, but Wednesday I tried the coffee, since there was real milk, not the post-meat, non-dairy "whitener." And Monday evening, at the grand-opening, I had a few sushis.

Each week, each day has its challenges for the dieter, because dieting is full-time, for a lifetime. The tendency to be overweight will never leave.

I'm not a compulsive eater. That's not my problem. The diet methods which address bad habits and emotional eating with behavioral therapy don't suit me. I don't grab cookies or cake, because I can't be bothered, or don't have the time for, cooking. Yes, at certain events I find some foods irresistible, but those events are rare. They're too seldom to blame for the over fifty (50) pounds or twenty-three (23) unnecessary kilo on my body.

The young woman who supervised and guided my exercise on the machines at the Dan Panorama, Eilat, agreed that according to the "blood type food theory," carbohydrates aren't good for my body. I'm Blood Type O.

As I've written before, it will most probably take me at least a year and a half to get to a truly healthy weight. And if the weight stops coming off before then, I'll just have to make peace with it, yes give up--but stick to the basic diet.

I don't know how all this will end up, but in the meantime I'm grateful for the customer support I'm getting from Start Fresh. And I'm amazed that the diet actually suits me. I couldn't go on a diet which went against my food inclinations.

Shabbat Shalom U'Mevorach

Have a Peaceful and Blessed Sabbath

dieting no-no

I did one of those classic "dieting no-no's" when I came home from work to day.

I was hungry, but it was "too early," so I didn't prepare dinner. A short while later, I was absolutely starving. I put some potatoes and veggies in the oven to share with my husband, but I got distracted and obsessed over popcorn, yes, popcorn.

I couldn't control myself and found the popcorn kernels leaving the freezer. Trying to be a good girl, I quickly cooked up a couple of eggs, but at the same time, as they cooked, I poured the kernels into a pot and checked for "bad ones."

The eggs weren't ready yet. So I added some oil. Then as soon as the eggs were ready, the cover went over the popcorn, and the popcorn replaced the eggs on the stove. I gobbled up the eggs, but I was still hungry and just dying for the popcorn, which I haven't had for a while.

Then the popping stopped, but I couldn't stop myself!

I poured the popped kernels into a bowl, added a bit of salt and started to gorge--on popcorn.

Yes, I'm a bad, bad girl.