Whew. It's been a while. There's been Covid. And my return to working full time. And kids becoming teenagers. Life - it's wild.
In that wild ride, I've discovered recently that I'm pre-diabetic and insulin resistant. Doc says that might explain why I've spent my entire life Oprah-ing through my weight. The last thing any of us wants is to wind up with Type 2, I've jumped fully in to embrace the new lifestyle I'm being given, and thought it might be best to share with you all my journey. Should be cathartic, right?!?
The journey begins here at a ridiculous weight (I'm gonna leave you all guessing) but my goal is to lose at least 45lbs. And the doc says a healthy goal is not to really set a specific number but a weight I feel good at. One I am motivated to maintain. So, 45lbs [for now] it is. This non-diet, but moreover 'New Way of Eating' nonsense sees me doing something Keto-ish under a doc's watchful eye. As I reach my maintenance area, I'll start adding back in gentle carbs and good grains.
Don't cry for me Argentina, though. Truth be told, I'm not even mad about any of it. I'm on day 3. Down 4.5lbs - which is 10% of my goal - and I eat so much I could puke. And really, I'm eating like I used to...just an insanely reduced amount of carbs (50g per day to be exact) as with being insulin resistant those carbs were literally just going to my ass. Fun times.
So, if you're interested in my journey, feel free to stick around for updates. Product/food reviews. Random angst. Joys. All of it. Pray for me...bc I loved bread.
