Tuesday, March 15, 2011

A weigh-in & an explanation

I'm down 2.6 pounds this week, for a total of 5.4 pounds. Only 38.6 pounds to go!

What I did was I cut out most carbs, eating only a very small amount of whole grains. I still ate fruit, but only two hours after a meal or half an hour before a meal. I know it sounds insane, but it works (this is advice from the SugarBusters! plan that I used to lose 30 pounds previously). I cut out chocolate for the first five days and then added it back in, in the form of a square of dark chocolate in the evenings.

Life was getting unmanageable without chocolate.

I exercised one time -- went for a half hour walk. Strenuous, I know! I plan to start my real exercise program this week.

I had a cheat meal at a restaurant in Mountain View called Cascal, which I adore. Everything there is delicious. Paella, empanadas, ceviche, mai tais, and a chocolate souffle cake that slayed me. Worth every calorie.


Yesterday I put up a very vague post, and I'm sorry for that because it's annoying when people do that. I'm very stream-of-consciousness on here, and because I felt that at least part of what I was thinking of wasn't my story to tell, and that it is a painful story at that, I should just button my lip. 

But today I'm going to tell you.

I referred to a revelation. The revelation was that I may have been pregnant five years ago, about five weeks after my wedding. The night before my mother-in-law passed away I became very ill and was up all night vomiting from what I thought was food poisoning. At one point I decided I was probably going to die, so I should probably just give up and lie down on the bathroom floor, where I passed out. The mystery of my food poisoning was that my husband had eaten all the same things that I had that day, and hadn't gotten sick. It's still certainly possible that it was food poisoning, but I had the realization that it also could have been a pregnancy -- something that never occurred to me during what was one of the most stressful times in my life.

Obviously, if I was pregnant, it didn't work out.

For reasons known only to my warped brain (which isn't talking), this thought led to another thought, and another thought, and another, and then I came up with the idea to write a memoir of sorts. Which may sound ridiculous, but it is what it is.

Justin Bieber did it, and so can I.


  1. Congratulations on your loss!

    I am trying the 17 day diet (http://deniserandomthoughts.blogspot.com/p/17-day-diet.html) and in the last 30 days or so (I cheated a bit on a trip) I've lost 7 pounds. I know it doesnt seem like a lot, but it is a healthier way, and hopefully will stay off! I understand about the fruit & carbs!! This is the first diet I've tried that is actually working. I am so happy. I hope you are too!

  2. Thanks Denise! I have a long way to go but I am definitely pleased with the results so far. My jeans are fitting just a little looser, which always makes me smile.

  3. And Justin Bieber has never been pregnant... Think back to what you had done that month, see what the pattern is.

  4. you are just really cute! and i'm so proud of you. and yes, YES you should write that memoir. i mean if both snooki and the bieber have a book out on the shelves, so should you... ;) and you will.