According to my 'binder', today is the day that all dietary restrictions are lifted. I'm officially free to eat whatever is appealing. Sounds super exciting, doesn't it? Like a graduation date or a release date from prison??
Truth is, not much is going to change for a while.
I've been nibbling on stuff for about a week. Not a ton and never to the point of fullness...but if it looks good enough to justify the calories, I'll try it. An animal cracker on the boat. A slice of pizza on Mason's birthday. A bite of an ice cream cone. All has gone well.
Here's the thing - I like my routine right now. I like my protein shake in the morning, my cup of soup for lunch and my four bites of protein and three bites of 'other' for dinner. I'm satisfied and I'm LOSING.
Do I miss carbs? Of course I miss carbs. However the few bites I've had of straight bread (not pizza) don't feel so good going down. My bites still have to be incredibly juicy to feel good going down. This applies to all foods - regardless of food group. Soup is my friend because it almost always goes down easy. Also, warm foods go down much easier than cold foods. Soup is warm. And if it's hot, it must be eaten slowly, which is even better.
Phil and I went out for sushi on Saturday night. He ordered a couple rolls, I ordered an Ahi Poke appetizer that we shared and two types of sashimi - Yellowtail and sockeye salmon. It was food nirvana. It was the *PERFECT* amount of food...and it tasted AMAZING. Ahi Poke is small bites of ahi and avacado tossed in a chili oil and soy sauce over rice. I didn't partake in the rice but the fish was amazing and the avacado went down really easy. The sashimi was equally delicious...and I was in food heaven by the end of the meal. Eating out without the kids means I can enjoy every single bite. No one is asking me for more milk, spilling anything, I'm not throwing back my meal for the sake of time. Nope. We sat there and enjoyed, savored every single bite. The only thing that would have made it even better would have been a glass of wine...
Wine. Yes. I love it. I miss that too. And since I have an upcoming big event (ah-hem my 20 year high school reunion), the thought of having a glass has crossed my mind. HOWEVER then I had a sip at church during communion on Sunday and it's no longer appealing. You wouldn't think that the half a sip in the tiny cup would do much to a tummy but it did. As soon as I swallowed it, I questioned my choice. It burned all. the. way. down. Not like a little hot sensation - like I'd just tried to swallow a piece of orange ember. So...that extinguished any desire for a glass of wine any time soon. Probably a good thing.
So for now, I'm going to keep doing what I'm doing. If it looks good and I can justify the calories, I'm going for it. Like now, I'm sitting here eating some strawberries because they looked too delicious to leave at the store and I think I can spare the 100 calories. And they taste like summer. I'm Ok with this decision.
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