CDCC Update

Here's the penultimate CDCC update!  227.0 this morning for a loss of 3.2 last week.  I've been up and down all month (see the rollercoaster in the picture), but I'm 10 pounds down from a month ago, so the progress continues.   [AND ... 30+ pounds down from the start of this challenge, and 49 pounds lower than my highest weight of 276.]  Yay us!

I had a small NSV this morning. But first a little background.

One of the techniques that's worked really well for me is to push breakfast as late as possible.  I'm a HUGE fan of breakfast - and breakfast has to have eggs in it.  A day without eggs is like a day without air.  Breakfast used to be 3 eggs, 3 pieces of bacon and some cheese.  Or maybe I would make open faced egg sandwiches, for a 700 calorie breakfast, easy. Then I'd struggle to make it to lunch without snacking.

One of the things I realized is that I was the same amount of hungry at 10am no matter what I ate for breakfast.  I also noticed that at 7am I wasn't especially hungry.  I was eating because I thought I had to have breakfast at home before I went to work.

So I started scrambling my eggs at home and bringing them to work with me and eating when I got hungry, which is usually between 9 and 10.  Now I don't need that fudge fancy cookie I used to buy every day at 10 and I can be smarter about my lunch choices because I'm not starving.  Win-win-win.

During the week, my egg scramble is eggs, onions, green peppers and sometimes an ounce or two of ham or pastrami or a little salsa.  On the weekend I'll cut back to 2 eggs and add a slice of cheese, or a piece of bread or a tortilla.  It's so filling that I don't need to eat again until mid afternoon.

This morning's NSV?  I got up, went to the grocery store for tea and green peppers, came home and started making breakfast.  And then realized that I wasn't hungry.  And then realized that I could turn off the stove and eat later.  So I went back to bed and read blogs and cruised Pinterest until my stomach started growling.

It's a victory to listen to my body like that. 

Before, the only signals I got were hunger.  And it was emotional hunger, not physical hunger, so I didn't trust my body's signals. I'm surprised and amazed that I can at least occasionally trust what my body is telling me.

This picture is what we do every Saturday at the end of fire drill.  We go to the local old folks home and take blood pressures and write them in booklets.  The one on the right is the one I'm crushing on.  Me and my therapist are working on why I've got a crush on someone who can't make me happy (like, is it related to parent issues, my childhood, or what).  But hey, that's why it's called a crush and not true love.  (And yes, I've been able to get back into normal conversations with him, when I stop being all bashful and hoping he likes me back. He likes me just fine ... as a fellow firefighter.)

I wanna write stuff about how important this challenge and all you bloggy buddies have been in getting me started and keeping me going on my weight loss.  It's been everything!  But this post is already long, so I'll save it for later this week.