Fast Food Whoopsie!

Went to a dieting blog and this ad image was on the sidebar:

I like the "don't leave off the XL pepperoni." I mean, there's just not enough sodium or saturated fat without that pepperoni!!!

As a pizza-fiend, a woman for whom pizza is a trigger-a-binge food, this is the last thing I need to see on a diet blog. Oh, lawdy!!!!

Ah, well.

One's gotta sigh and laugh, yes? And also avoid the urge to make a pizza delivery call (not to Domino's, but my fave lil mom-n-pop pizza place that is cheaper than and way better than Domino's.)

Oh, wait. Hope THIS blog doesn't trigger your urge to splurge. :(


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Five Days? Man, Time Flies! Especially When You're Stuffing Your Face With Pizza and Italian Foods

Hubby has been taking it easy at home with me all weekend and today. Tomorrow, we're gonna go, weather permitting, to see the special exhibit of Goya art at the Freedom Tower in Miami. I loves me some my art!

So, really, man, I've been a bad Princess about posting. Life intruded. (And I'm not alone. Teale's life intruded, too.)

On the eating front: There must be a bug going around that got me and Lyn and Zanitta--thanks for checking on me, girl!--cause I wasn't so great Friday or Sunday. Friday, I had one of my trigger foods and I binged. Pizza! Italian! Same deal Sunday.

Here's what I had, and why I was a doubly bad Princess:

Friday--the band came over for music practice (hubby is a very, very good drummer and an okay bass player. He plays for the church band.) We ordered pizza for the hungry musicians, and I had THREE, yes, THREE slices. Well, 2 and 2/3, since I left some of the third on the plate. I had two servings of salad. I had two cups of pasta e fagiole soup with sprinkled parmesan on top. It was a cheesetravaganza of calories. And then I topped it off with a cup of Cherries Cordial frozen yogurt with 6 maraschino cherries. Eek.

Yes, that was a bona fide binge.

Saturday I was fine. Whew.

Sunday I had lasagna and chicken parmigiana and some salad with balsamic vinaigrette. And I had three cookies. And more frozen yogurt. Strawberry this time. But this time, half a cup, not a whole cup. No maraschino cherries.

Today, I've been fine.

Now, the scale isn't going down, but, thankfully, it hasn't gone UP. I was at 275.4 when I weighed in today. Just .2 lbs less than last Wednesday.

Thing is, even these deviations were not the all-out, insane, gluttonously sinful binges of the past.

No, really. I would have had four or five slices of pizza and a whole bunch of greasy garlic rolls and some cake or some other big-calorie sweet treat. I would have gorged on dressing, instead of measuring out and using lemon juice to expand. The fact that in neither case--Friday or Sunday--did I eat as much as I would have in the past or as much as I wanted to THOSE DAYS (yes, I wanted another slice of pizza. Yes, I wanted more lasagna. Yes, I wanted garlic rolls. Yes, I wanted tiramisu or chocolate cake or pie), is a small, but noticeable change. I simply did not let go. I still held SOME control.

I also made up for it with the next meal. I had the Pizza Splurge for lunch. For dinner, I kept to cereal with fruit.

On Sunday, I had just some crispbread crackers with light cheese and an apple for supper to make up for the cheesy Italian feastlet.

I consider those important to note. I didn't lose ALL control. :)

Today, I have some nice chicken breast with spinach and low-fat cheese in a high-fiber wrap ready for lunch. I have some lovely honeycrisp apples to satisfy a need to chew. I have cantaloupe for dessert.


Oh, and I tried this sugarless lemon curd that is so delicious with some almond butter on whole grain toast. It's like having a lemon tart, without the saturated fat or sugar. It's one of my new fave treats. It's very nice with some Almond Breeze (I love the chocolate, and I use the vanilla for smoothies with chocolate protein powder.)


But Zanitta and Chubby Chick are so right. Just having one day of being in control, good, sane about food is so satisfying. Especially after a couple not-so-great days.

I want to be better in the next few days, cause the PMS time will be here soon when hunger makes me a crazy fool. I need to habituate care in selection and ingestion so I'm not all whack come the bloaty heralds of the Red Guest.

Overeating Ogre: The Bocaditos Got Me!

Well, dang. After being so good for several days, the Overeating Ogre overpowered me this weekend. What the heck?

Yes, a family get-together sent me into a bingey tailspin.

Thing is, I planned for it. I froze bottles of various flavors of Crystal Light to drink, I made platters with Israeli salad and hummus and whole wheat pita.

But then I saw some traditional Cuban "event" foods that just harkened back to childhood, and I went to town. Mostly, the bocaditos did me in. It's these egg-bread mini-sandwhiches with a paste inside made from pork/ham/cheese/pimentos that even as a kid would send me into a feeding frenzy.

Well, I acted like I was 12 and fed away. Dang.

And the thing is, they weren't as good as the homemade ones by my mom or eldest sister (who made/make it with real pork and ham and cheese and not deviled ham spread or cheap stuff). But they had comfort food/nostalgia food all over them.

The salt and carbohydrate overload showed on the scale: 4.5 pounds up.

Yes, yes, I know. I didn't GAIN 4 lbs of fat (I think .5 pounds gained might be believable.) But I'm still bloated and ticked at myself, after doing so nicely for days.

Life goes on. "All is forgiven," says Our Lady of Weight Loss. "Move on, my child."

I'm moving on!

So, it's back to the hard work of NOT pigging out today.

BTW, thanks to all of you for celebrating my losses. Sorry to have let you--and me--down. But hey, it's a journey and there are potholes on the road.

I hope you all are doing WAY better than I did this weekend. :)
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Speaking of Triggers

Many of us simply cannot, cannot, cannot step food in any All-U-Can-Eat establishments.

I can't.

Scale Junkie has issues, too. See her 9/8 post.

I've totally pigged out to the point of tummy spasms at Bellantes. You know, the pizza (trigger food in a trigger setting, Oh, Lawdy!) and pasta and salad bar pig-out-place.

The Chinese eat-all buffets? I go insane with dumplings and noodles and oily entrees. Dangerous.

Even salad bars can be problematic. I can easily return for multiple visits. Salad dressing adds up!

Yes, some of us simply must stay away from such places. It's elementary avoidance, like an alcoholic staying away from any booze. ANY booze. Well, we gotta keep clear of any all-u-can-eatery.

Post-Outing, Post-Pizza Weight Update

Here it is. Scale says:

281.0

Hey, all. How'd Saturday treat you?

Well, we had a great time. I have to say that those fossils from China are AMAZING! The Princess kids you not. I felt great awe at these ancient (200 millions years or so) creatures. The bones of the thighs, legs, the claws, the teeth--ginormous! The skill is putting these multitudes of bones together was evident as well. The dinosaurs looked like art. Just breathtaking. If you get a chance to see dinosaur fossils on display---go!

Speaking of enormous creatures: Me.

It's always startling to see oneself in a photo--even a digital one. My sis took some. And it always, always astonishes me to see MYSELF in a pic. That's reality, not me filtered through my own eyes in a mirror. Scary. GINORMOUS!

I told myself this morning to keep those images of me in mind as motivation today. Motivation to eat ON PLAN.

On the plus side: I didn't go over my calorie count yesterday.

On the negative side: I ate crap at lunch.

I was somewhat disappointed at our lunching choice. See, I had it in my mind that we'd be going to some cool restaurant in the Grove or the Key, that we'd have a waterfront view or be in a garden court. That all sorts of fresh and veggie type offerings--soups, salads, grilled chicken with herbs, elegant tofu displayed artfully with a dip and crudites. You know, healthful eating made fun by beautiful setting and well-prepared entress.





No. Sis wanted pizza.

Let me add here that one of my big trouble foods is pizza. I have been known to devour entire pies. It's a trigger food for binges. I haven't been ordering pizzas except from the healthy food delivery. They put chicken breast on it. It's ONE slice. It's got negligible sprinkling of low-fat cheese. It's got herbs for flavor.

But sis wanted pizza, so we went to the pizza place. I felt tension all the way there, I swear. The sweat of the damned dieter.

The pie was super-huge. It was like a mutant pie from Chernobyl.

Each slice was like two slices on a large pizza you'd get from, say, Dominos or Papa Johns. (I don't like the pizza from those delivery places, but that's for example.) I was the only one who ordered a salad. I got a Coke Zero and a bottle of water. I figured I'd fill up as much as I could on salad (it was a large one) and water. I did not touch the garlic rolls.

Well, I ate a whole slice. With a full cup and then some of mushrooms. (They are very generous with the toppings.)

I will say that in the past, I'd have had two slices of that ginormous pizza. At least. No kidding. So, there is some progress.

I was so pooped out, drained from the outing and the heat (Miami summer, humidity, sun, sun, sun) and the carbs that I crashed after getting home. Just crashed. Thought I'd take a nap. The nap turned into waking up at 6 am. Heh.

So, it could have been worse and it could have been better. Not rock bottom, not high-flying triumph.

Eh.

What are your trigger foods? Does pizza make you nutty, too? Or is it something else?

It's Sunday. It's a new week. Grace abounds. Be good to yourself when you eat.

And be good to your spirit at all times.