I'm pretty tired of being invisible.
For seven years before I met my husband I did not eat red meat and barely ate other meat. But, he is a meat and potatoes guy so I started eating meat, which I ate all the time until my gall bladder got bad and then the past two years I had to reduce and then eliminate meat until I was vegan for the last few months before getting the surgery. I felt healthier not eating any animal product and have been thinking that even though now I can fearlessly dive into anything I choose without having a gall bladder attack I might choose to eat an almost vegan diet just because I feel better when I do. Then the husband asked me if I wanted to go out to dinner Saturday and I said I didn't trust him to choose the restaurant since he keeps taking me to bar pubs, italian restaurants and steak houses, non of which are safe for a gluten and dairy eater, let alone a non meat eater so he came up with an ethopian restaurant for us to go to this weekend and I looked at the restaurant's web site, which seemed vegetarian friendly until the matter of cutlery came up, and as it turns out the ethiopians do not use cutlery and instead they use bread to scoop up the food and get it to their mouths.
I believe BITE ME is apropriate here.
Also, I am feeling pretty down about myself. I know the numbers on the scale are going up but yesterday I went to see my old stepford friends and met with wildmom before lunch to get pedicures. The two of us were so ridiculous walking across the street with our wet toe nails, in our winter clothes with foam nail salon flip flops on that glory took a picture and it's been a long time since I have seen a full body head to toe photo of myself. It was shocking. And that shock was made kind of worse since after the week long food binge I've been on I was bloated too, my face is so puffy my eyes look like wrinkles and my mouth looks like it is buried in cheeks.
DIET TIME.
There will be no bread, glutinous or gluten free, for me. There will be not much of anything for me for the next month. I'm going hard core and I'm also going to get my sorry self back into the routine of exercising. It is time. Actually, that time has long passed and now I have play catch up, but I'm ready for it.
Watch me shrink.
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