Although you'd never guess by the total lack of posts here, I love to cook. Most days, anyway. There is nothing quite so satisfying as turning out a good meal. Feeds the soul and all that.
I've lost some weight in the past few months. Shamefully it was 26 pounds and I have a few more to go. Shamefully, because I'm astounded that I allowed myself to gain that much to begin with seeing as how up to this point I've always been thin.
Be vigilant, skinnies! It can get you, too!
Anyway, what's done is done and the weight is coming off so that is what matters. I did it by knocking off the drinking during the week (which sadly is where I'd guess an alarming number of those excessive calories came from - whee!!), skipping breakfast and eating an apple for lunch.
Any cyber-stranger who stumbles upon this will probably have a bit to say about this being unhealthy, etc., and all I can say is: Meh. Calories in, calories out. I do eat healthy - I've just found that it's easier for me to control calorie intake during the day when I'm on someone else's dime.
I also ride a stationary bike for 30 minutes when I get home from work while I watch Desperate Housewives on Hulu. Again, works for me.
One of my co-workers said, "It must be hard for you trying so lose weight since you like to cook and all," and nothing could be further from the truth. Actually I think anyone who is trying to lose weight would be better off either cooking their own meals, or having a family member who likes to cook to prepare the meals. The reason is that when you're dieting and counting calories then the last thing you want to do is waste those precious calories on crummy food, right? Right. I don't feel deprived because I know at the end of the day I'm going to get a great and satisfying meal.
I do sometimes feel deprived of that after-work glass (or six) of wine, though, to tell the truth.
That's what the weekends are for!
