Like the majority of people, middle age has definitely settled a few lbs around the old middle section. In addition to the age thing, I just can’t exercise like I used to (what I wouldn’t give now to be able to participate in my least favorite activity: jogging). A few stark selfies in the mirror was more than enough motivation to decide it was time to drop a few pieces of stored wine and chocolate, and since diet is also huge in managing MS, I put together a plan.
It’s no secret I have the most amazing two daughters and I am endlessly proud of them. Sometimes mistaken for twins, they could not have chosen more divergent careers.
While Elizabeth, as a licensed paramedic, runs around with lights and sirens leading her way (literally and figuratively), Anna chooses to make jewelry and run a business. They are both incredible, and very inspiring to me.
Because on any given day Elizabeth can be found helping skate boarders with broken collar bones, monitoring old ladies with irregular heartbeats, DELIVERING A BABY, or in some cases, just calling it (once it was a guy who met his maker while wearing a cock ring and ‘looking over’ a Farrah Fawcett Playboy spread); she is our go to person when we stub a toe, get a bug bite or give birth to an eye hematoma with a name (Ito). I don’t use the word awesome unless something is truly awe inspiring ~ Liza is awesome.
Anna is equally dazzling. Though she squirms at the sight of the tiniest spider (while her sister can pick up a severed limb), she is no wimp. This girl has gone through a harsh and unexpected divorce and during that time still managed to create, maintain and grow 5 businesses. She creates two of her own lines of jewelry, has a small floral design boutique, owns and runs a gift shop Boulevard 34 (shameless plug here, it’s my blog after all ~ please like it on Facebook! www.facebook.com/blvd34), and has now started coaching a fitness group.
In the spirit of support, wanting to thin down a bit, and the fact that Anna and I are together all the time (and love to eat), I chose to adopt her coaching meal plan. It couldn’t be simpler. It’s all about portion control. Lean protein 3 time per day, veges 4 times per day, fruit, fats, carbs a limited number per day. You get it. And here’s the kicker: since experiencing vertigo starting in early July, I haven’t been drinking wine.
Now those of you who know me (my Tubac friends are no doubt getting up off the floor after being knocked down by this revelation), I love my wine. Over the years I’ve drifted away from beer, martinis, margaritas, and so on, but man I love a glass of wine to wind down at the end of the day.
One would think that by giving up wine alone I’d be shedding weight like a Malamute in summer sheds fur. I’ve (mostly) given up chocolate, wine, popcorn and all crackers and cheese. It’s just all heathy and organic protein and fruits and veges. So I was pretty happy to find out I’d lost 2 pounds in 17 days. Yay! Ok, in actuality I was expecting to “lose up to 10 lbs in 3 weeks!”, but hey, 2 is safe and certain and better than nothing.
But alas. Next door to the store is the most amazing bakery called Berolina’s. It’s run by my friends Youna and Anders (a Belgian and a Swede), and I found that they make peanut butter smash cookies just like my mom used to make from Aunt Iris’ recipe.They are delicious.
In celebration of losing 2 pounds I decided to have 2 cookies (yes, I re-read that sentence and realized how totally ass backwards that is). What’s the big deal? 2 pounds, that’s the big deal. They’re both back. I’m hoping another gallon of water and some lettuce will kick them back out; that it’s just fake weight caused by bloating, heat, an alien force field…something.
I plan on staying with the eating plan. I feel energized, my skin is good, I rarely miss sugar. But I gotta tell ya, once this vertigo thing is behind me, I’m having a glass of wine. To hell with the cookies!