I love that shade of bird's egg blue.
Today was my doctor appointment. There is bad news and good news. The bad news is that my scale and the doctor's don't match up. About a 4 pound difference. And not my way.
The good news? No yelling. She was honestly pleased with my progress, said I look wonderful, wondered why I had a better tan than she did and was thrilled with my BP 122 over 62.
We discussed "mindful" eating. Meaning not to walk around while eating the daily fruit. I should sit or stand quietly and purposefully enjoy eat bite. She also though an infrequent dessert was a good idea. All in all, I left thinking life was okay. And on the dog walk with G, he said he noticed (**) that my rear end was smaller. What a guy. I just looked at him and laughed.
I go back in another 3 months. The end of January. Well. I knew this was going to be a long haul as they say. I will be starting a new food diary in the Hello Kitty book someone put in my locker near my birthday. No one is saying it was them. I just think of it as a group effort.
I caved and turned on the furnace. Just to 60. I am freezing. Which is what happens on a low fat low calorie diet. You get cold and stay cold.
I have a pan full of brown rice cooking on the stove. I think it takes 30 minutes to cook. I plan to have it with steamed or roasted vegetables during the week. Beets. Sweet Potatoes. Onions. Brussels Sprouts. Carrots. Potatoes. Like those "abundance" bowls on all the vegan websites.
I tried quinoa and it is not good. I have to find someone to give the remainder of it.
And I keep forgetting to make shredded sweet potato fritters (burgers) for meals. And I want to make hummus. So many ideas and so little time.
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