Body & Spirit Saturday: Heading into Week Seven

Short and sweet update this time, a day late:

Still on diet. Fasting blood sugar close to being back in pre-diabetes level (it hit there yesterday and should be consistent within a week). Losing more weight—just bought a new skirt and it’s already almost too big for me. Thought I hadn’t lost much weight off my abs so bought the size that is usually pretty snug on me. No longer snug. My workout partner told me something that kind of hit me between the eyes. She said: “You have to believe this is real, Yasmine. You need to accept that you ARE losing weight, it’s NOT in your imagination.”

And I so get that, because my mind keeps thinking, “No, it’s been so many years since I lost those last four sizes (which I kept off, thank heavens), and gee, I couldn’t be losing weight like this…” And I look in the mirror and I see it, yet I guess my subconscious is afraid I’m deluding myself. But when I put on the skirt this morning for the first time (thinking I probably wouldn’t be able to get it zipped close) and it not only fit, but is on the verge of being too big, it really hit me. It’s true. I’m finally shedding some of the excess weight that I put on when I was laid up.

Workouts have been going good with a few hitches. The other day I had one day where biking was horrible…I fought for EVERY FUCKING MINUTE on that bike. But I did it. I did it because I want it bad enough. I did it because I know how easy it is to slack off. I did it because my body needs the movement. I did it because that’s been my motto for awhile now (thanks to Nike): Just do it. Whine, bitch, moan, cry, but just fucking do it.

My wedding ring is too big now, so not wearing it for awhile. Not going to get it resized just yet because at this rate, it would be too big in another few months. So for now, going to sort through my other rings (some of which still fit, some not) and see if I have one that will fit on that finger. If not, then ringless for a bit.

I have not cheated on the diet once since I’ve been on it. Have I been tempted? Yes, but I know me. I know that if I eat a little of something, how easy it is to lose ground. What amazes me is how good of a motivator fear is--the fear of diabetes did it to me. I wish now I'd done this BEFORE I crossed the line. It's so easy to think, 'Nah, I can handle it, I'll be okay...' but apparently, for me, fear works. Because I see Sam and his diabetes--he can't get rid of his, he's Type 1, and I think "Crap, I can DO something about this and I do NOT want to be on medication or insulin EVER"...so the fear outweighs the resistance.

I’ve found some substitutes—here’s my lemon mousse recipe. Now that I can eat a little dairy, I’m finding ways to make it work double-duty. I know this would work with soy substitutes too, and still be fairly low carb:

24 ounces cream cheese or Tofutti Better than Cream Cheese

½ cup sour cream or Tofutti Sour Cream substitute
1½ cups Zero (sugar substitute—a blend of sugar alcohols and stevia) or other sugar substitute
¼ cup lemon juice
½ cup whipping cream or ¼ cup almond milk
1 tbsp vanilla extract

Whip cream cheese, Zero, and sour cream together. Add milk/cream, vanilla, and lemon juice. Whip till light and fluffy. Chill. Serve with berries. Mousse will have a texture as if it has raw sugar in it, but this doesn’t detract from the flavor. A little goes a long way.

Total carbs (dairy version): about 30.

Until next week,

Yasmine