My PCP increased my thyroid meds, and I've astonished myself with how well I've felt, how much energy I've had. I'm sort of appalled how lumpish I've been for a couple of years, now. I'm still not "exercising" (Ptui!), but I'm being a lot more active around the house, and I am doing reps with 5lb free weights nearly every day, stretches, etc. Soon I may resort to Actual Walking, if the joints will stand for it.
My lunch for the last few weeks has been--and is today, homemade tuna salad and egg salad in lettuce wraps, a scotch-rocks glass full of celery sticks with a Chinese teacup half-full of homemade hummus. Breakfast most usually is whole oats cooked with dried cranberries, broken walnuts and coconut oil, and coffee--with cream and sugar.
I may have a banana if the hunger pangs get me before dinner time, or a handful of whole roasted almonds. Or tea with milk and sugar and a homemade low-wheat oatmeal-cranberry-walnut cookie. There may be a Klondike bar after dinner, or not. And if I'm too hungry to sleep, a little Greek yogurt before bed.
The only soda I drink is club soda, sometimes cranberry or orange-mango juice cut half with club soda. Otherwise it's coffee in the morning, maybe tea in the afternoon, and water the rest of the time. Lots of water.
Teppy, the celery and the almonds have been a huge help in regularity for me, too. My system hates it when I skip them.
I'm sorry to hear about the crappy day, Tom.
Then don't eat it. There are a lot of fiber-y foods out there that don't taste like twigs.
I'm with Steph, with all the delicious grains and veggies out there, there's no need to eat twigs.
Bonny, thank you again for talking about bone broth, because it's a lifesaver during this.
I'm so glad it helps!
Goodness knows, it has done me a world of good.
Having a good protein source when you can't actually eat normally is a very good thing.
Scola, I'm sorry yesterday was a bad one, but I'm happy your sprouts were tasty!
I can't get H to roast anything. But he's a master at steaming stuff to the perfect point of still-crunchy and doneness, and adding herbs to enhance the flavors. I've yet to try kale chips, but his steamed kale with mustard-yogurt dressing is to die for, so I'm happy. I don't think anything can rescue cauliflower for me, though he loves it.
My kids will inhale kale chips.
I'm with Beverly on the exercise front, so far. I feel so much better and have more energy, but still not inspired.
Snow shoveling was easier this time around and I'm taking dance breaks...that Happy song is the bomb...but getting on my spinning cycle has not yet happened.
Hmmm, I'll have to see if I can do a star on my Google calendar somehow.
There are also some phone apps that do this...but I've found a physical printed-out-stuck-on-the-wall-can't-miss-it calendar is the only thing that actually works for me, unfortunately.
When I think of stars on calendars, the inner bitch says "Here's what I think of your stars!" and kicks things over.
When things are working (i.e., not at the moment), I find stars (or happy faces, or Disney Princesses, etc.) are good in the day-to-day, but I also have to have a longer-term goal/reward. A Disney Princess sticker (don't judge, it works for me) for working out (in some fashion) is good, but the TARDIS watch that's waiting for me to drop the last 6 of my 10 lb goal gives it that extra oomph.
When I think of stars on calendars, the inner bitch says "Here's what I think of your stars!" and kicks things over.
Connie's inner bitch and mine are one. And delaying buying something until I reach a goal has never worked for me either.
There are times when I temporarily forget that I no longer live in the little town I grew up in, which was mostly filled with Italians. I was coming home today and it started snowing (argh!). So, instead of going to the big market I went to the little deli/market just down the street from my house to pick up a couple of things. I'm looking at their shelf of Italian food, and I ask someone if they sell canned Italian tuna in olive oil. Nothing but a blank look and blinking.
