Day 2.

Rockin'.

Woke this morning to rain and storms, the gardens are loving it. So that's good.

I have a full agenda today, working on the Farmer's Market.

Bought LOTS of good, lowcarb foods yesterday at the grocery store. Steaks, shrimp, a huuuuuge pork loin (dinner last night, lots of leftovers today), and a basket FULL of veggies.

Today's plan:

Breakfast:
Spanish omelet (although, I'm not hungry at all right now, I'm not a morning eater)
Tea


Lunch:
Leftover pork loin
Marinated vegetables
Mozzarella cheese

Dinner:
Taco Salad w/lots of meat.

I think that'll suit me just fine.


GOAL:

Meals. On a plate. At the TABLE. I'm horrid about "on the go" eating, even though I work from home, I find myself eating at the computer, or grabbing something on my way down to the studio, thus, not enjoying my meals, rather, scarfing them down.

I'm so excited to be back, it's funny, it's only day 2 and I'm feeling energized and well on my way to the person I used to be. I'm tired of being the invisible fat lady.

Still trying to decide, should I weigh or measure myself. I'm torn.

The number on the scale seems to dictate my mood. And today, if I weighed, I would be really NOT happy at all. Measure? Numbers, again. I'm thinking, I may hold off, and wait a month. When my pants and my rings are loose, that may be a good "restarting" point.

I jussssssssst don't want to look up into a mountain, and be defeated before I have begun.

Peace.

Karen