I've been feeling like a hypocrite lately. I've been sharing recipes, writing posts, and Generally talking about various benefits of low-carbing (those haven't been posted here yet), but I've not-so-recently fallen off the bandwagon (knee surgery certainly did not help). I've been eating cookies, Pasta, potatoes, etc. Basically, all the stuff I shouldn't be eating, I've had to some degree. I haven't always keeping track of carbs, and I'm pretty sure I'm not having half as much as I was last year, but I've been having more than I should. While I don't feel guilty about it, I have no one to blame but myself for slipping.
I have to admit that since last summer, my relationship with Food has changed for the better. Before last June, fat was the enemy. I avoided fat (good, bad, and ugly) like the plague, and felt guilty about eating certain types of food (I'm looking at you, McD's!). It really didn't help that was just obsessed with Losing Weight, and nothing really worked, despite the amount of exercise I was logging in.
Over the course of last summer, something changed. Once I stopped consuming vast amounts of carbs, I started losing weight, and feeling generally healthier. Somewhere along the way, I just stopped obsessing about my weight and about what kind of food went in my mouth (while being careful about grains and junk). It's now come to the point where I forget to step on the scale. Although I still have a long way to go, I'm happy where I am now. I've been able to keep a stable weight, which is much more preferable to yoyoing.
Now has come the time to get back on the low-carb wagon. Besides, I don't like the feeling I get when I eat bread and pasta. I feel bloated and have to fight off serious heartburn. I went cold turkey in June, I can go cold turkey now, especially since I can get off my butt and exercise again.
Over the course of last summer, something changed. Once I stopped consuming vast amounts of carbs, I started losing weight, and feeling generally healthier. Somewhere along the way, I just stopped obsessing about my weight and about what kind of food went in my mouth (while being careful about grains and junk). It's now come to the point where I forget to step on the scale. Although I still have a long way to go, I'm happy where I am now. I've been able to keep a stable weight, which is much more preferable to yoyoing.
Now has come the time to get back on the low-carb wagon. Besides, I don't like the feeling I get when I eat bread and pasta. I feel bloated and have to fight off serious heartburn. I went cold turkey in June, I can go cold turkey now, especially since I can get off my butt and exercise again.
