I am playing with my camera more to improve, have some fun, and make me sigh existentially slightly less. Practice. Like this picture of peanuts. (Shoosh. I don’t eat them.) I don’t like peanuts, but if they’re going to sit in my kitchen, they’re posing. I do like my nesting owls, though. Aren’t they cool?
You might also wonder why my posts are numbered. It is because I’m 157 days into eating with an emphasis on:
- ruling out food intolerances
- losing weight
- wearing more cute shoes
- getting my hair fabulized
- getting into healthier cosmetics and beauty care
- getting into a smaller swimsuit (I’m tired of Sea Shepherd trying to save me when I swim too close to Japanese whaling vessels)
Some really exciting events have come about as a result of clean eating.
I’ve lost 83 pounds, I look younger, and I am making some positive changes! I am wearing a compression shirt to keep my arm flub out of potential danger, and just got contact lenses.
When I came home sans glasses, my husband spent the next few hours thinking I did something with my hair. Others thought my face looked thinner and I looked more vibrant–all of that from simply shedding my eye wear. I wouldn’t have done that had I not been feeling better about myself. The energy the bonuses of weight loss, and the improved health mean I can do so many more amazing things.
Like photographing owls and peanuts.
Be sure to do your thing. I am happy share my progress and thoughts, but I’m not the person you should necessarily look to for dieting advice (I’m not a paid nosh-a-titian). I’m just a girl figuring myself out. Want more: Click the tag Mid-Year Resolution for regular updates.
I ate this: Late Breakfast: olives + cheese + nuts + pepperoni Late Lunch: Frying cheese + fresh spinach + basil leaves Dinner: Notes: Today I tried to keep it simple because of my Sunday Munchy Madness.
What I learned:
I can tell when I went a little food-cray cray because the next 48 hours I have total cravings. I am hanging in there, because, thankfully, I know why I want to lick stuff I know is no good for me. Knowledge makes such a difference, so keeping track of what I’m eating and why so truly matters. It’s definitely a wake-up call that the old sugar addictions still loom under the surface, even close to 6 months into my healthy eating.