Having recently discovered the literary and culinary pleasures of the Pioneer Woman, I quickly realized that most of what she’s cooking isn’t falling into the 20-point daily maximum. This became especially clear after making both the pot roast and the mashed potatoes (oh Sweet Jesus, thank you for cream cheese!), and wondering if any of my blood would still be able to make it through my veins following the digestion process.
The meal was quite a departure from four pieces of Wasa Crisp Bread with matching slices of Carl Buddig Honey Turkey (with a pickle on the side), and this past weekend, I was plagued by dreams of immersing myself in a hot tub FULL of those potatoes and eating my way out.
Which leads me to my topic for today and what my blog post SHOULD have been titled: Net 7.
Net 7 refers to where I find myself on the old weight loss tally, since beginning by quest for a bestlife.com last July. In mid November, I was at Net 16. Then along came Almond Roca and Sprite, and the onset of the Holiday Food Fest. It’s a bit of a blur to me now, but I think somewhere along the way, I knew that eating serving after serving of Lays Salt and Vinegar chips, then chasing them with home-made chocolate chip cookies wasn’t exactly part of the Plan.
This brings us up to date. And I suppose January is as good a month as any to re-commit to the healthy living thing. Part of me wants to wait until February though, only because it’s just so “in” to get with it in January. But if I waited that long, I’d be at Net 0 before you could say, “You must like cheese a lot, because if I didn’t know better, I’d SWEAR that’s what your ass is made of.”
So there it is. A return to health. Yippee flippin’ do da day.
I really want to write more about weight, addiction, self-loathing and the like, but no one really likes listening to someone blather on and on with a painfully obvious case of the Monday Grumpies, now do they?