I call cats "chickens". There, I said it. When they lick their butts they look like rotisseries in the grocery store. Moving on.
Two days ago I visited the local Humane Society looking to adopt a new cat (chicken). We currently have one and wanted him to have a new brother or sister that we could also annoy. I brought my friend who cried her way though the building. She loves animals and it was quite precious. In total we spent over 3 hours there, saying hello to each animal, reading their paperwork that was hooked to the door, and requesting to take several out and into play rooms to see if they were a good match for the house. I couldn't make any decisions - hence the 3 hours. Just when I thought we had narrowed down which chicken I wanted, the ladies at the shelter informed me that there was a special and kittens were buy one get one free. Well OKAY!
Naturally I had to start the looking process all over and decide which 2 would make a good pair together in their new home.
I ended up choosing a very skittish tortoiseshell girl and a nearly pure white girl with a small grey smudge on her head. I have dubbed them Momo and Zelda. Momo - for her pure white fur and peachy pink skin. Momo means "peach" in Japanese, a reference to Princess Peach in Mario Brothers! It also helps that it's the name of a character in one of my favorite shows Avatar: The Last Airbender. Zelda was named for, OF COURSE, one of the most famous gaming characters of all time. (We like our games.)
Welcome to the family, chickens.
About 3 years ago I gained a lot of weight. It was disappointing because I was at my heaviest in high school. After I graduated, I moved out and moved myself on campus where I was forced to bike ride or walk everywhere. I ate less (and better) so I lost a lot of weight. I felt more happy and confident.
I decided to learn all about movement, exercise, and calories and drop what made me unhappy. I went down 6 sizes and was VERY happy. But as with all things, it didn't last. I became more complacent and allowed those pounds to creep right back on.
I began exercising again regularly along with watching what I eat. But the pounds continued to creep on...it wasn't working like before. I was on birth control, Lupron, and a few other medications. I feel as though these led to a block on weight loss with a method that had always worked before. When you're in an essentially false state of menopause, it's hard to lose anything!
This time, and for the first time, I'm going to try a lower carbohydrate diet. I checked out a lot of books at the library and researched what I felt my best bet would be. Mind you, I've never done this so it's going to be a lot of trial and error. I liked the results Atkins gave but disagree with the Induction period which asks people to eat mostly meat (red meat included) and limit yourself to 3 cups of veggies a day. I really don't believe in limiting vegetables at all, aside from potatoes, carbs or not. After further research through multiple low-carb theories, I think I'm going to begin by limiting myself to 50 a day. I'm hoping the number will be much lower than that based on learning to make appropriate choices. (I realize Induction of Atkins cuts the number of carbs to 20.) I've left behind pop sweetened with aspartame and I've decided on a no-candy, no flour, no sugar approach with very little red meat added in. I also would like to stay under 1,500 calories.
Today was day 1 and it actually went okay! I was missing sweets by the end of the day but my willpower is strong. You know. For now.
My best friend and I want to go on a trip together in a few years to Israel. I'd love to hit the beaches looking my best so I need to buckle down and allow that to be my inspiration to focus.
I've joined a low carb forum to get recipes, support, and tips to make this work!
This is a space separate of my house blog. Here is where you'll find a little bit of everything. I'll try to avoid vapid posts - but no promises.