I got some bad news recently, which actually turned out to be one of the best things that's happened to me in a long time. My doctor (actually my physician's assistant) said, "You're not gonna like me very much." And then she told me I was obese. Okay, that's not fair to her. What she really did was tell me that I have Type II Diabetes. I've had blood sugar issues my whole life, and weight problems since I moved to Alaska at the age of 22, got busy and quit eating.So she talked me into going on a diet.
At first I really really really didn't want to do it.
But she finally talked me into it.
The point where I caved in and decided that I'd do it was when I told her that the reason I'd given up on Jenny Craig five years ago (after losing 35 pounds and then gaining it all back again) was because I hated having to make two completely separate meals every evening for dinner. One for me (out of a box) and one for everyone else. There came a point where eating a pre-prescribed microwave meal became such a mundane task, something I just didn't look forward to, even dreaded, that I just gave up.
She told me that this diet, which consisting of 5 pre-measured and pre-packaged snack meals each day, allowed me to choose and cook my own dinner meal, as long as it was lean and green.
So I cried a little bit, and then I decided right then that I'd do it.
And I did.
Well, I am.
One month ago I committed myself whole hog (minus the hog), to reversing the diabetes by reversing the obesity. Even though I took a week off for a trip to Hawaii (where I ate at least two cheeseburgers, several servings of french fries, a half order of Eggs Benedict and drank two Gin & Tonics every day), I still lost 15 pounds.
I've got a long way to go. But I plan to go the distance, just so you know.
(And thank you to Karen, who tapped me on the shoulder at The Fray concert the other night, just to tell me how fabulous I already look. You're so sweet!)
Each day I eat bars and shakes and little puffs and cup-o-soups. But when I come home, I have been concentrating on making some of the best damned meals I've made in a long, long time. I have actually found myself spending a ridiculous amount of time thinking about what I'm going to make for dinner, probably because it's the only real meal I get to eat every day. So I put a lot of thought into it, and get a lot of joy out preparing that one, delectable meal.
From the get-go I started taking a photo of my dinner every single evening and posting it to my Facebook profile. (Check out a few of my photos over to the side.) I didn't intend to make all my friends jealous with my incredibly delicious meals, I just wanted to own it. Really own it. And that's how I did it.
But obviously, I've been doing a lot of thinking about food lately. Nothing like depriving yourself of something to make you fantasize, obsess and salivate about gnocchi with a pesto alfredo sauce and heaps of parmesan cheese. Or a salami, mozzarella, sun dried tomato and olive calzone.
And so, my friends, now that I'm back from vacation and back on the diet full time, I'm living out my food fantasies through music.
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