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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:11 pm
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 10:51 pm
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My Journey So Far: Brick Walls and Scary News
Like you hear from so many others, I've never been a skinny girl. I hit puberty on the young side of normal and my chest developed pretty quickly. By high school I had the hips and butt to match. I enjoyed being curvy, but I was also carrying around more weight than I should have been.
My freshman year of college I started taking a jazz dance class twice a week. It was a ton of fun and I noticed my body changing. Nothing dramatic like losing a pants size, but my abs were getting flatter and tighter and had some definition developing.
The following year I took a semester of tap and ballet--back-to-back classes twice a week. I though I'd look awesome, but those mirrors were telling a different story. The following semester I had course conflicts and that was the end of my dance days. I tried again and again to lose weight. Did a few rounds on SlimFast, tried good old fashioned calorie counting, back to the SlimFast--nothing worked. I was hungry all the time, cranky, hating my figure, and still not losing a damn pound.
Skip forward to my final semester of college. Shortly before Christmas I had decided something must be wrong. I should have seem some success with my past attempts and this just wasn't making sense. My mom had a history of thyroid issues so I went in to have myself screened. That landed me in the office of an endocrinologist the following January and one hell of a shock.
He listened to my story and took a history. He told me that I was right to think that there was something else going on because I really had been doing everything I should have. He diagnosed me as insulin resistant and told me that as I sat there that day, I had a 30% chance of developing diabetes.
Um... excuse me? Thirty percent?! But I'm healthy! Right? I mean... relatively?
I was scared and crushed. That was the last thing I had expected him to say. We talked about options. He offered me two possible prescriptions to help with weight loss which would in turn improve upon the insulin resistance. One option was an appetite suppressant and the other was a drug called metformin which dealt specifically with my insulin issues. I agreed to the metformin and he recommended I try an eating plan like South Beach. After some research of my own I decided that it wasn't the crazy fad I had always dismissed it as and I was willing to give it a try.
Four months later, I was 20lbs lighter. I was involved in my university's spring musical and the costumes that I had been measured for back in January were hanging off of me. Our director couldn't figure out what on earth was going on with the costumes until I let him on my secret after which he gave me a big congrats.
I got down to 170 and kept it off even after a last minute acceptance into nursing school, a crazy move across state, and trying to get my fiance out of his apartment lease so he could come join me. I had fallen off the diet wagon, but I was holding steady and that was a good thing.
A little less than a year later, I decided that I was ready to start losing weight again. I tried to go back to South Beach, but my body chemistry was so different that I couldn't get through Phase 1 anymore without headaches and feeling awful. After a brief struggle with plain calorie counting and discovering that it does some awful things to my attitudes with food, I did some research into Weight Watchers and found it was a much better fit for me.
I was able to get down to 158 before the craziness of exit exams and wedding planning got to me. I yo-yo'd a bit between 160 and 165 and was squishier than I would have liked to have been coming wedding day, but I can look at my pictures and feel happy.
Now I'm back on the wagon and once more and finally started to feel at least a little bit proud of what I've done.
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 9:01 am
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Posted: Wed May 26, 2010 8:15 pm
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Stars in my Pocket Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 7:42 am
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 9:49 pm
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 10:40 pm
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Posted: Thu May 27, 2010 10:55 pm
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Weekend Happenings
I'm going camping with a few of my friends from college. Two of them I haven't seen since my wedding and one I haven't seen in forever since we've been living on opposite ends of the state since graduation and she wasn't able to travel for the wedding. There's also a Ren Faire going on near where we'll be camping so we'll be spending one of our days there. I'm really happy that I'll get to see everyone, but I've also been crazy anxious over what I'll be eating and how much damage I might do over the weekend.
One of my friends, Joe, has been a boy scout for more or less his entire life. Camping and backpacking is basically a way of life for him and his brothers so he's handling cooking gear and all the food. On the one hand it's great because I'll have a weekend of free meals, but I am terrified at having so little control over what's going to be available. And when he messaged me to ask about my favorite kind of cookie and favorite chip/snackie stuff my anxiety just crept up a few more notches. It's sweet of him to cater to everyone's likes, but please tell me we'll have more than just junk food. gonk
I did find out that the drink mixes he's packing are sugar free and 5 calories or less a serving. I can handle that and now I won't have to haul my own water with me. (There's drinking water available at the camp site, but there's no guarantee how tasty it's going to be.) My husband bought me an extra box of FiberOne bars so that I'll have a low points sweet. He offered to get me other stuff too so that I'd have several low point options, but I don't want to be neurotic about it or potentially insult or alienate anyone.
I know it's not the end of the world if I come back and find I haven't lost any weight or that I've gained a little back, but it really sucks to see the numbers on the scale go up. Cause I know that, now that I'm smaller, little extras add up faster because I just don't have the body mass to deal with it like I did before.
Hopefully I'll relax a little about everything once I'm off gallivanting around and causing trouble.
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Stars in my Pocket Vice Captain
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 6:21 am
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 1:11 pm
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 11:34 am
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Return of the Munky
I arrived home from camping yesterday and weighed in this morning as it's my normal weigh-in day and I also wanted to see how much damage I'd done on the trip. Once we got out there and started talking/goofing around, I wasn't as concerned about food as I had been prior to the trip. I checked the nutrition label on the cereal box the first morning and that was about the end of it. Over the course of the trip I ate chips (though our lovely food wrangler did provide baked chips so it wasn't as bad), homemade cookies, a piece of apple cake (also homemade), was introduced to mead, and shared in a bottle of merlot that one of my friends had made herself.
Overall, I probably ate a bit less than I think I did because I was just grabbing a bite here or there rather than having a pile of food and then going back and getting a second pile. Our second night there we had a pork tenderloin over the fire and two batches of foil pack veggies which were amazing. I probably had close to half the veggies all by myself because no one else was eating that much of them. Not going to complain though because they were yummy! (And probably helped to deter excessive snacking later on.)
On to the actual damage.
I'm up just under 3.5lbs which didn't surprise me too much. What was surprising was when my scale claimed that my body fat percentage was down three points which, honestly, is kind of impossible to do in just three days. That tells that there's the possibility that all of the weight (maybe more?) is water weight. My scale measures body fat by measuring electrical impedance in the body. Muscle contains more water than fat which means it's a better conductor. The, in simplistic terms, more muscle and less fat means less resistance and a lower reported percentage. However, it also means that hydration affects your results. If I'm dehydrated, my scale will often claim my body fat went up even if my weight is done. (Since I'm fairly certain that I don't have any muscle wasting going on.)
So, for now, I'm blaming things on bloating. I drank a lot of fluids on the trip, but I was also sweating 24/7 in the 80 to 90 degree heat. So now I'm drinking drinking drinking to flush out my system. Also popped a diuretic since I do have that uncomfortable bloated feeling. I'll probably weigh in again tomorrow and the day after and then we'll see what happens from there. If the excess is gone by then I'll probably relax about the scale, but if it's not gone, I'll be keeping an eye on it.
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 1:59 pm
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Stars in my Pocket Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 10:19 pm
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 3:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 2:53 pm
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Still Working on it
This morning I weighed in at 153.4lbs. Woohoo! Just about half a pound to get back to my pre-camping baseline. I still feel squishy and bloated though. I realized last night that I could tell a difference with my hipbones being more padded than before. My lower abdomen is a little tender as well which I discovered the hard way when my husband, Kent, tried to cuddle me. Ouch.
I actually did eat all of my points yesterday with the help of some leftovers. I had made manicotti on Monday when my friend was over and Kent hadn't polished it off like I thought. So it became my lunch. Overall they're not too fattening, but they were slightly higher on the points scale than what I usually eat during a meal. They were delicious though so I think I'll be tweaking it so I can afford to eat them more often. biggrin
I think I'm going to make up a big batch of beans and rice to munch on for the next few days. Kent's been on a rice kick lately and I just found a bag of pinto in the pantry and can't stop thinking about Mexican food now. Really wish they were kidney beans, but I can make do with these. At some point I'll drum up the courage to make my own refried beans.
And now, just because I'm so pleased with how they turned out, I'm going to share my manicotti recipe.
Pumpkin Ricotta Manicotti
Ingredients 1 cup pumpkin puree 1 cup part skim, low fat, or fat free ricotta cheese 1 egg 4 oz dry manicotti, tubes or shells (This comes out to about 7 tubes in my brand) 1 cup tomato pasta sauce, any flavor Seasoning to taste (recommended: salt, pepper, garlic and sage) 1/4 to 1/2 cup grated parmesan, optional for topping
Directions
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. While oven heats, bring a large pot of water to a boil and cook the manicotti according to package directions. When they're done, drain and allow to cool for several minutes. (You'll need to be able to pick them up.)
While the water boils, mix the pumpkin and ricotta together until all the lumps are gone. Season to taste (try 1 tsp salt, 1/2 tsp pepper, 1/2 tsp garlic, and 1/4 to 1/2 tsp sage). Once everything is smooth and incorporated, add the egg and mix well.
Spread a few spoonfuls of pasta sauce in the bottom of an 8x8" baking pan. This will prevent your manicotti from sticking to the bottom. (It doesn't have to be a thick layer and you may even still see the bottom of your pan in certain spots. Just get enough in there to barely cover.) Set aside pan.
If using shells, filling can be added in with a spoon. If using tubes, place filling into a zip top bag, seal, and then snip off a corner of the bag. Start filling from one side and then finish by piping into the other end. Place filled pasta in your baking dish and continue until all the pasta is filled. Top filled pasta with remaining sauce and sprinkle with cheese, if using.
Bake for thirty minutes until hot and cheese is melted.
Nutrition (using part skim ricotta and 1/2 cup parmesan): Makes 7 tubes
Per one tube serving: 170 calories, 6g total fat, 19g carb, 2g fiber, and 8g protein. (4 WW points)
Next time, I'm planning to decrease the parm to 1/4 cup. I'm also considering increasing the pumpkin and decreasing the ricotta. The 1:1 ratio was still really cheesing and, honestly, felt like regular manicotti filling. Pumpkin puree is pretty creamy on its own so I think I up the amount with killing the texture.
Using 1 1/2 cup pumpkin and 1/2 ricotta along with the decreased parm would shave off about 35 calories and 2g of fat from each tube and bring the points down to 3. Doesn't seem like a big deal, but I'm going to eat more than one of them, that little difference will add up quick. Using a reduced fat parm would probably make an even bigger difference.
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