I’m still low carbing it and wow, oh wow. My weight loss has been slow since my last post and I’ve had great moments of weakness and doubt. I’ve cheated. A lot. Badly, too. I stopped weighing myself a month ago because I was feeling really dejected by the slow pace of my weight loss, but despite a few carb heavy binges, I’ve managed to lose, although very slowly. (Did I mention it was going slowly? Because it hasn’t been speedy. At all.)
But then all of a sudden, just as I was feeling like it was all pointless, people started asking me, “How much weight have you lost?” Instead of, “When are you due?” And then Alex, who really has a way of not ever, ever, ever, ever talking about my weight started saying to me each morning, “Babe, you really are losing weight.” And you know what? When I look at myself in the mirror, I can see it now. It took awhile, but it’s definitely there. Or not there, actually.
So I am staying the low-carb course. I’ll stick with slow and steady.
But you know what? Low carb is actually about more than weight loss, I think. Because not only is low carb helping me lose weight, it’s helping me think better. Seriously. The Atkins folks call this the “Atkins Edge” but I think it’s just a fact that sugar (aka carbs) makes your brain less effective, kind of like beer. So the dietary shift has triggered a much broader personal transformation, including strange things like quitting shampoo (more on that in another post) and getting my finances in order and in general feeling a lot happier and better about life.
Now if only I could get regular sleep.
We went to the beach last week, but I won’t be posting my bikini photos just yet. (Please, I am not bikini material by a long shot, even if the majority of bikini wearers these days have more fat spilling out of their string briefs than I have all over my body. Is this just a Jersey thing? God, I hope so.)
Instead, here are some very big 30 month old boys looking sporting.