If I Can’t Cry Over Spilled Milk, Is it Okay if I Cry Over a Broken Jar of Pickles?

“If I Can’t Cry Over Spilled Milk, Is it Okay if I Cry Over a Broken Jar of Pickles?”

I had a near disaster  this week. 😦   Remember the saying “Don’t cry over spilled milk?” My question:  “Is it okay to cry over a broken jar of dill pickles?”  I walked through the door right from the grocery store and BAM, dropped the plastic bag with the jar of pickles on the kitchen floor.  Glass, pickles and juice everywhere.  So not only did I not get to each the pickles, I had to smell pickle juice for the rest of the day.  Why was this so bad you ask, it’s only pickles…may only be pickles for you but I LOVE dill pickles almost as much as I LOVE cheese and they are approved on the diet program.  Plus it meant going back to the grocery store…not my best day.

Ever have the feeling that you’ve just not done your best?  Well, that’s how I felt when I went to get weighed and measured on Thursday.   I had just finished my second week and I was hoping that I had at least dropped one pound and the last thing I wanted to do was step on the scale.  I will tell you that while 100% compliant with the program, I sorta screw up last week.  Not big time, but I am supposed to be eating 2 cups raw veggies and 2 cups cooked veggies a day.  So, what happens when you don’t read the instructions carefully???  You eat 4 cups of cooked veggies most days and very little raw (but hey we’re not rabbits right?)  I did find out that it wasn’t a horrible mistake, it just means that you probably won’t lose the weight as fast.

However, I am becoming very creative in the kitchen.  For a girl that believes cheese is a major food group that can only be improved by combining it with something deep fried, it’s been interesting to stretch my German cooking skills to include baking fish, using ground turkey and lean meat instead of frying everything.

So, back to my Thursday weigh in…how bad was my screw up?  I lost 5 pounds and 3 inches!  Not bad at all :-).   My total at the end of two weeks:  9 pounds and 6-1/2 inches.  I realize the weight lost probably isn’t going to continue at this rate but it sure is good to see a little change in my face and in the way my clothes fit!

Until next time…

One Week Down…I Did it!

For a girl that LOVES, LOVES, LOVES salty chips and creamy dips and could eat cheese morning, noon and night, the thought of giving up dairy and chips for awhile is like those horrible dreams where you are free falling to your death and suddenly awaken sit straight up in bed heart pounding, sweating profusely and taking deep breaths.

Well, I did it!  One week down in my journey to a new, healthy body.  Before I began, I made the decision that if I was going to take on this mission to lose weight and get healthy, I would work the program the way it was designed.  For a girl that LOVES, LOVES, LOVES salty chips and creamy dips and could eat cheese morning, noon and night, the thought of giving up dairy and chips for awhile is like those horrible dreams where you are free falling to your death and suddenly awaken sit straight up in bed heart pounding, sweating profusely and taking deep breaths.  You’re thankful that you made it out alive but things feel a little off kilter and shaky.  But I’ve made it for one whole week, no shaking, no heart pounding and no profuse sweating.  It looks like I am going to make it.

I was surprised that once I got into the rhythm of grocery shopping for lots of veggies (which was not on my usual grocery list, who needs veggies when you have cheese?), it wasn’t nearly as difficult as I would have thought.  The foods from RenuU are pretty tasty so combined with lots of water, veggies and one cooked meal a day, I haven’t even been hungry.  Now when I say lots of water, most people are required to drink at least 64oz. a day…my husband’s question to me was “how are you going to reduce your water intake that low?”  The truth is, I drink anywhere from 96-120oz a day and have for years.  So, if you’re not a water drinker, you might need to pretend you’re in the desert and water is your life saving nectar.

I’ve been super lucky; I didn’t suffer from the withdrawal of sugar.  No headaches, no nausea and no cravings but I know that others have a tougher time during the first week.  Must be a sign that I’m doing the right thing!

So on to what you want to know. ..the results for this week.  Besides the fact that for the first time in a long time, I was able to zip my jeans WITHOUT sucking in, I lost 4 pounds and 3-1/2 inches in 7 days!  A great start, now onto the next goal…going down a jean size.

Today is the first day of the rest of your life…

The saying goes, “Today is the first day of the rest of your life”, so I have decided to make this first day count!  For years I’ve lost weight, gained weight, lost weight and then gained more than I lost.  Over the past year I managed to lose 14 pounds and keep it off.  However, a couple of months ago I was diagnosed with diabetes and I suddenly realized that it was now or never, I needed to make some life changes…for the better.

That being said, it’s not always easy to take that first step.  As I said, it was months ago when I was diagnosed and it took me that long to make my decision to work on my new lifestyle. Knowing the holidays were right around the corner, I decided to wait until after I was faced with parties, drinking, eating and celebrating…why set myself up for failure at the very beginning!

I did do the right thing, got my baseline blood work and discussed my new program with my doctor.  We set up an appointment for 2 months from now to retest my blood work and see how I’m doing following the plan.

I know there will be challenges along the way, moments of weakness but that’s why I have a diet coach to call on if I have a question about my food choices or keep me on track and a group of girlfriends that I can call at any time for support or to just wallow in self-pity momentarily before they tell me to suck it up J

But the thing I’m most proud of for today???? I met a business acquaintance for coffee/lunch.  I had water with lemon and coffee.  He had chicken fried steak, mashed potatoes, collard greens, cream gravy, a roll and cornbread. And, I wasn’t even tempted!

I decided that one of the best things I could do for myself was to blog to keep myself on track and honest.  I invite you to follow along, comment and share your successes (or setbacks) and let’s support each other in a healthier, happier life!

P.S.  I’ll post photos along the way…as soon as I can find the “perfect” ones to share 😉

They say your journey begins with the first step…

While I believe this is a true statement, I also believe that sometimes that first step only happens because someone gives you a shove.  Last year my journey began because someone opened the door, shoved me out and quickly closed the door behind me.  No turning back.  This was not the way I planned my life.  And, while I would have preferred to take that first step on my own, it has been one of the most exhilarating journeys I’ve ever begun.

I’ve have owned my business for almost 16 years, but I only “played” at having a business the first 14 of those years.  Shortly after I began, I went to work full time in a multi-million dollar industry.  I reaped the rewards of having a 401k, a pension plan and health benefits.  I made friends for life and felt quite comfortable working for a big corporation.  But times change, industries change and people you’ve known for years are no longer your coworkers.  Being shown the door and then pushed through it has brought a new set of experiences and almost all of them are positive.

At first being laid off meant that I couldn’t take deep breaths, I had nightmares almost every night, I saw all those years of dedication thrown aside and wondered exactly what happened to job security, loyalty and workplace family.  But now it means the freedom to work when I want to work, to work with the people I choose to work with and most importantly, to succeed beyond my wildest expectations.  I am no longer limited by job titles and job restrictions, I am my own boss and I set the rules and the goals.  And now, when I have the chance to see my previous workplace family, I tell them it is one of the most freeing experiences of all times.  I sometimes wonder what took me so long.

Having Drummond PR means that each day brings with it something new to learn, someone new to meet, somewhere new to visit and somehow that first step seems like a lifetime ago.