I've maintained within ten pounds up/down of my ideal weight for almost a decade (the larger increase come during the winter, when I really crave carbs), and even though I'm very very fond of sweets, have developed a rather severe 'no mas' reaction -- a little satisfies the urge, too much makes me ill.
I have been this way for the past five years, but avoiding all refined carbs except rice and my gone-but-not-forgotten flourless chocolate cookies from Central Market. But it was at a higher level than I wanted to be at--I could never drop the last ten pounds.
Then I tried W's scale, and found out mine is 5.5 high--so I have another seven to go to add to what I lost the first month of SBD. And exercise is limited to working on one client a day, dancing one hour on Monday night, and walking as often as possible.
I have decided to drop refined carbs except when it is necessary to taste something special--like that chocolate mocha torte last night. But I had to split that with W--no way could I have that much sugar/fat by myself.
And the cinnamon ice cream I made for W for his birthday, wow--I could eat about a golf ball sized piece at a time. WAaaay too rich for more. (It was made with mascarpone.... ;^) )
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I have been this way for the past five years, but avoiding all refined carbs except rice and my gone-but-not-forgotten flourless chocolate cookies from Central Market. But it was at a higher level than I wanted to be at--I could never drop the last ten pounds.
Then I tried W's scale, and found out mine is 5.5 high--so I have another seven to go to add to what I lost the first month of SBD. And exercise is limited to working on one client a day, dancing one hour on Monday night, and walking as often as possible.
I have decided to drop refined carbs except when it is necessary to taste something special--like that chocolate mocha torte last night. But I had to split that with W--no way could I have that much sugar/fat by myself.
And the cinnamon ice cream I made for W for his birthday, wow--I could eat about a golf ball sized piece at a time. WAaaay too rich for more. (It was made with mascarpone.... ;^) )