Well, after 3 1/2 weeks of eating whatever I wanted whenever I wanted, today it was back to the grind - kind of. I tried to be good, but I'm so out of practice that my body revolted a little bit. I got up with Matthew when he went to work and stayed up. So, breakfast was early and my little 3 point breakfast was scarce compared to the belgian waffle, sausage patty, egg, and juice I've enjoyed every day for a week. I tried to stay busy though and didn't eat again until 11. The boys wanted french toast and eggs, so I had one french toast w/ jam for lunch, plus a half cup of cereal mix for a snack. Then around 4 I was starving, so I shared our leftovers from Mamacitas with the boys. It was 1/4 beef and cheese quesadilla with a little bit of refried beans and rice. Dinner was at 6 ish and I made whole grain spaghetti (thank you Kim) with sauce and green beans. I was surprised at how tasty the spaghetti was and that the noodles cook up white just like regular spaghetti. I did have a few other snacks in the day - another 1/2 c of cereal mix, one starburst candy, several slices of bread, 100 cal cupcake (1 pt)w/ milk.... But considering all this, I still think I did pretty good today compared to my eating habits on the trip.
I had a mental bet going on how many pounds I gained from this trip. My clothes that had been baggy are now fitting better and when I walk I can feel the jiggle. The optomistic side of me was figuring 5 pounds but the realist side said 10. Just for the heck of it I weighed myself last night and the off scale said 158. I took it with a grain of salt b/c it was the end of the day, so I re-weighed this morning and was only 155.8. I had hoped to weigh on the Wii for a more accurate result, but it wouldn't work. I'll do an official weigh in tomorrow morning now that Matthew has fixed the problem. So for now, I'll say both sides won.
School starts on the 23rd, so I look forward to getting back into an exercise routine. I figure if I can just worry about getting my body used to not eating so much again, I'll be better off than I was and hopefully the weight will disappear as easily as it materialized.
Saturday, August 14, 2010
Monday, August 2, 2010
Charity Never Faileth
We are visiting relatives who are not LDS, but are surrounded - literally surrounded - by those who are. Of these members, one is a drug addict, another is a cheat, and another is busy with 5 children and has no time for an elderly neighbor. A major political figure in the town is also LDS and apparently not a good representation for the church either. Another member works with one of these relatives and hardly ever comes to work. Glowing reports, eh? Today the lesson in Relief Society was on friendship - ironic considering the report I'm getting from my non-LDS family. The teacher literally told us that she does not make friends out of the church because they are boring. WHAT?! I so wanted to call her on her attitude, but she didn't see my hand. I too struggle to maintain friendships with those who are not members of the church, but it is because *I* am the one lacking, not them. With my family being surrounded by members, I can't help but think that there is a great opportunity here but because of the poor example of others there is a sour taste in their mouths. It makes me sad and upset.
I am thinking more and more that though we have so much to offer with the knowledge that we have, we do a poor job of living our beliefs. I am in such awe at the level of service rendered by this family to each other as well as to the community. I am so grateful for my family's humbling example of selflessness and loyalty to each other. As a result of this visit, I have a desire to be more involved in my community and to get to know my neighbors. We have a responsibility to do so. It's easy to make excuses because we're busy with our church lives and raising our family, but how will our children learn if we don't set the example for them? And how will we change the lives of those around us if we aren't a part of their sphere?
I am thinking more and more that though we have so much to offer with the knowledge that we have, we do a poor job of living our beliefs. I am in such awe at the level of service rendered by this family to each other as well as to the community. I am so grateful for my family's humbling example of selflessness and loyalty to each other. As a result of this visit, I have a desire to be more involved in my community and to get to know my neighbors. We have a responsibility to do so. It's easy to make excuses because we're busy with our church lives and raising our family, but how will our children learn if we don't set the example for them? And how will we change the lives of those around us if we aren't a part of their sphere?
Friday, July 30, 2010
On Vacation
I wish that I had internet access readily accessible more often. I've needed to talk food so badly. Vacation and car travel are a great challenge to losing or maintaining weight loss. The good news is that by being in the mountains I automatically lose 5 pounds on the scale. I wish that it translated to the body too. Though I still need to wear a belt, my pants are getting tighter. I've pretty much eaten whatever I've wanted and how much I wanted. It's kind of nice to take the mental break, but I know it will make it that much harder to return to a healthy diet when we get home. The good news is that my exercise routine will start again in just 3 weeks. But it stinks to have to redo what I undid.
Last week marked the end of the BL2 challenge. Unfortunately I wasn't able to weigh in an accurate weight, so I have no idea how it ended for me. And by the time I get home in another 2 weeks, I'm sure I'll have gained at least 5 pounds. Oh well.
Last week marked the end of the BL2 challenge. Unfortunately I wasn't able to weigh in an accurate weight, so I have no idea how it ended for me. And by the time I get home in another 2 weeks, I'm sure I'll have gained at least 5 pounds. Oh well.
Monday, July 12, 2010
Ode to Joy
Today marks the day of 'what might have been' had it been the Lord's will. Although, with the way my births have gone, I probably would have delivered this weekend or earlier. This date (July 12th) has loomed in the back of my mind for days, but for the moment there is no real sadness in those thoughts. It is surreal to think that there could have been a new baby being integrated into our family right now. Our experiences of the last seven months would have been drastically different than what they were - and not always for the better judging how I was when I was pregnant with Aaron.
As I mowed the lawn this morning, I began compiling an "I am so blessed" list in my mind. From the mundane and trite to the not so much so, here is what I've come up with so far (in no particular order)....
1) I can mow the lawn myself instead of waiting on someone else to do it.
2) I can keep up with my boys.
3) I am not in constant pain.
4) I am able to love on my boys without having to divide my attention among three (or four if you count Matthew in there too ;) ) and enjoy their relationship with each other as best friends.
5) I am able to go on an insane 3 1/2 week long cross-country road trip at the end of the month.
6) I am able to maintain and even enlarge my piano teaching business.
7) I've been able to spend the last seven months working on getting to my goal weight (and largely succeeding).
8) Though there are moments of sadness - usually spurred by hormone changes, the Lord has given me peace.
9) We don't have to worry about doctor bills we can't pay.
10) I have incredible friends and family who have loved me and supported me in a myriad of ways.
11) We weren't really ready anyway.
12) If it had to happen, the timing and events couldn't have been better.
13) My body held on to that fetus as long as possible to give it every chance to grow if it were going to grow, so that there was no wondering or opportunity for me to think "if only"
14) There are so many others who've waited a LONG time for a baby who are getting one this summer, and I'd gladly give up my turn for them.
15) I can sleep on my back. or side. or tummy. Heck, I get to sleep!!
The list could go on and on. The Lord is mindful of me - of us. I am so grateful once again for a loving doting Father in Heaven who has encircled me in the arms of His love, allowed me to mourn, and then show me a new way. He knew of my goal to be 150 when I got pregnant again, and when I didn't succeed the first time, He gave me a second chance. I'm not saying that's why I miscarried, just that the Lord does care about what we want and will help provide a way for us to accomplish our goals. Of all things, I am grateful for my Father in Heaven and my knowledge of the plan of salvation. And through the Atoning sacrifice of our Savior, we were able to be sealed together in the temple as a forever family. How blessed I am!
As I mowed the lawn this morning, I began compiling an "I am so blessed" list in my mind. From the mundane and trite to the not so much so, here is what I've come up with so far (in no particular order)....
1) I can mow the lawn myself instead of waiting on someone else to do it.
2) I can keep up with my boys.
3) I am not in constant pain.
4) I am able to love on my boys without having to divide my attention among three (or four if you count Matthew in there too ;) ) and enjoy their relationship with each other as best friends.
5) I am able to go on an insane 3 1/2 week long cross-country road trip at the end of the month.
6) I am able to maintain and even enlarge my piano teaching business.
7) I've been able to spend the last seven months working on getting to my goal weight (and largely succeeding).
8) Though there are moments of sadness - usually spurred by hormone changes, the Lord has given me peace.
9) We don't have to worry about doctor bills we can't pay.
10) I have incredible friends and family who have loved me and supported me in a myriad of ways.
11) We weren't really ready anyway.
12) If it had to happen, the timing and events couldn't have been better.
13) My body held on to that fetus as long as possible to give it every chance to grow if it were going to grow, so that there was no wondering or opportunity for me to think "if only"
14) There are so many others who've waited a LONG time for a baby who are getting one this summer, and I'd gladly give up my turn for them.
15) I can sleep on my back. or side. or tummy. Heck, I get to sleep!!
The list could go on and on. The Lord is mindful of me - of us. I am so grateful once again for a loving doting Father in Heaven who has encircled me in the arms of His love, allowed me to mourn, and then show me a new way. He knew of my goal to be 150 when I got pregnant again, and when I didn't succeed the first time, He gave me a second chance. I'm not saying that's why I miscarried, just that the Lord does care about what we want and will help provide a way for us to accomplish our goals. Of all things, I am grateful for my Father in Heaven and my knowledge of the plan of salvation. And through the Atoning sacrifice of our Savior, we were able to be sealed together in the temple as a forever family. How blessed I am!
Sunday, July 11, 2010
An update - Finally!
I'm alive, really! My apologies for neglecting you, and unfortunately this will be a short - ha ha - update as the hour is once again drawing late, and I need to start going to bed at a decent hour.
First off, I want to thank all of you who have commented on my pictures and commended me on my efforts. I appreciate that support very much. All of your thoughtful words have meant a great deal to me :)
One of the purposes behind all the pictures was to help keep me motivated, but unfortunately instead I got comfy in my clothes ... and all of a sudden I don't care about point values... and too much sugar doesn't make me ill anymore :/ Two weeks passed without any exercise, and though the scale has been gracious, I can feel my body getting comfy with all that food I've consumed.
The Lord is amazing. He is such a loving doting Father, and so often He helps me fulfill my every desire. There is no doubt that He wants me to reach my goal - maybe even more than I do :p - because I wanted it. One of the setbacks I've had is staying up way later than is reasonable, so by the time I get up, the morning is gone and I'm too tired to excercise - or too busy with the needs of the day. So, Friday night I was thinking to myself that it would be really nice if I could get up with Matthew in the morning when he leaves for work and exercise - like my routine used to be. I have tried that a couple of times in the last few weeks, but was too tired to do anything so I should have just stayed in bed. It would have been more productive. But anyway, Saturday morning I woke up at 7 am feeling so refreshed and wanting to work out. I debated the treadmill or P90X, but I settled on the P90X (cardioX) because it's a full body workout and all the places I'm feeling the need is where I'd be working it with the video. I was able to do the *whole* video. Before I'd kind of get lazy with some of the yoga positions, but I did it all! I was really sweaty at the end, but I was pretty proud of myself for being able to make it through the whole video and not feel the effects of it (though I certainly did today). And the whole rest of the day kind of fell into place too. I actually made dinner! I finished a baby carrier, did a TON of laundry, the dishes - the whole day was productive. It was like I found myself again. It was really nice. I know it was with the help of the Lord that it happened.
Down to business - Weigh ins (because it needs to be updated):
July 4th 151.2
July 10th 151.0
It's only a .2 difference, but I'll take it!! It's a loss!
I'll be going on a 3 1/2 weeks long road trip in a few weeks, so I'm anxious about how that will work out. I expect there's a chance that by the time I get home I'll be in the 'Hello clothes I just quit wearing b/c you were too big. I fit in you again' stage. Eating and road trips just go hand in hand. *sigh*
First off, I want to thank all of you who have commented on my pictures and commended me on my efforts. I appreciate that support very much. All of your thoughtful words have meant a great deal to me :)
One of the purposes behind all the pictures was to help keep me motivated, but unfortunately instead I got comfy in my clothes ... and all of a sudden I don't care about point values... and too much sugar doesn't make me ill anymore :/ Two weeks passed without any exercise, and though the scale has been gracious, I can feel my body getting comfy with all that food I've consumed.
The Lord is amazing. He is such a loving doting Father, and so often He helps me fulfill my every desire. There is no doubt that He wants me to reach my goal - maybe even more than I do :p - because I wanted it. One of the setbacks I've had is staying up way later than is reasonable, so by the time I get up, the morning is gone and I'm too tired to excercise - or too busy with the needs of the day. So, Friday night I was thinking to myself that it would be really nice if I could get up with Matthew in the morning when he leaves for work and exercise - like my routine used to be. I have tried that a couple of times in the last few weeks, but was too tired to do anything so I should have just stayed in bed. It would have been more productive. But anyway, Saturday morning I woke up at 7 am feeling so refreshed and wanting to work out. I debated the treadmill or P90X, but I settled on the P90X (cardioX) because it's a full body workout and all the places I'm feeling the need is where I'd be working it with the video. I was able to do the *whole* video. Before I'd kind of get lazy with some of the yoga positions, but I did it all! I was really sweaty at the end, but I was pretty proud of myself for being able to make it through the whole video and not feel the effects of it (though I certainly did today). And the whole rest of the day kind of fell into place too. I actually made dinner! I finished a baby carrier, did a TON of laundry, the dishes - the whole day was productive. It was like I found myself again. It was really nice. I know it was with the help of the Lord that it happened.
Down to business - Weigh ins (because it needs to be updated):
July 4th 151.2
July 10th 151.0
It's only a .2 difference, but I'll take it!! It's a loss!
I'll be going on a 3 1/2 weeks long road trip in a few weeks, so I'm anxious about how that will work out. I expect there's a chance that by the time I get home I'll be in the 'Hello clothes I just quit wearing b/c you were too big. I fit in you again' stage. Eating and road trips just go hand in hand. *sigh*
Monday, June 28, 2010
Hello and Goodbye
Instead of going back to sleep this morning, I got up and have done a whole lot of nothing. One of those bits of nothing is playing dressup with the clothes in the closet. I tried on just about every article of clothing I own to determine it's status. Some of them I already knew wouldn't fit, but I put them on to say goodbye to them. So, in honor of my weight loss journey, here's a few (ok, more than a few) pictures as I stroll down memory lane and find clothes to make new memories with (sorry some of them are so fuzzy and the lighting is bad):
Clothing over the years-
You know those weight loss commercials where the person who lost the weight shows their old huge pants? I always doubted their authenticity b/c it would be easy enough to purchase a pair of pants for the commercial. But, here's my version. These really are the pants I wore. These are a size 26W. As I pulled these out today, I realized it is no wonder that my YW don't recognize me. In fact, at a recent Relief Society activity one of my young women was standing right next to me and didn't know who I was until she heard my voice.
Early on in our marriage after I'd started gaining weight, there was a day when Matthew put my pants on just for the heck of it. Both of his legs fit in one of my pant legs. It was a bit devastating to me, but it didn't stop the weight gain. Twelve years later now both of my legs can fit in them too!
Growing up, one of the things I wanted was a denim dress or skirt. The first year that Texas had its sales tax holiday, I found this denim dress at Montgomery Wards. I was so thrilled and excited to FINALLY have one of my own, and I wore it all the time! It's a size 20W.
Matthew's cousin's bar mitzvah was in November of 2006, and my mother in law was kind enough to support a trip to Maryland to celebrate with them. Part of that support was some funds to purchase a new outfit for the occasion. I settled on this blouse, size XL:
I had a previously purchased black skirt to go with that blouse, but wanted another blouse that fit the style. I found this 1X blouse at Dress Barn:
This was the first blouse I purchased when I started losing weight a couple of years ago. I was so proud of myself because it was only a 14/16W. I bought it for a Dining Out (formal military dinner) in 2007 or '08. By the way, the black skirt in the following pictures is the aforementioned black skirt - size 20W.
I found this blouse in JcPennys during the sales tax holiday. It's a size Petite XL
Another Dining Out blouse. It's a size Large from Dress Barn. This one was last year's (May 2009)
This velvet blouse was a garage sale leftover. I've been wanting one just like this, so I was more than happy to put it in my closet. It has yet to be worn for a special occassion, but when the time comes it is ready and waiting :) It is a size Medium.
One of my favorite items of clothing that I will be sad to see leave my wardrobe. It is a size 12 jacket, but it fits big so I could wear it when I was a size 16. Now that I'm closer to a 10/12, it hangs on me. The blouse had also become a standard in my Sunday attire.
Size 12 Jeans - Levi 550 and Riders Relaxed (unfortunately the camera didn't focus so great, so it's really hard to see. Sorry)
Size 10 spandex pants. wow!
For Sharon -
I will never wear these clothes because they are not me, but it was kind of fun to put them on and see that they fit.
Again, these pants are not my style. But, I suppose with the right blouse even these could pass off as a decent wear (but they are too big and are staying in the 'give-away' pile.
For my mom -
Mom made this dress for me when I was a young woman (teenage years). It is yellow with age and sweat stains, but it hangs in my closet out of respect for the memories and love in it. It's kind of fun to know that I could fit in it again. Doesn't it say 90s all over it?!
I dared to open the maternity box today too. When I was pregnant this winter and outgrowing my regular pants, none of my clothes fit. My maternity ones were too big and my regular ones were too small. I have a size 10 and size 12 panel pants in the box that I tried on today. The size 10 fit perfectly and the size 12 were too big. So, when I get pregnant again, at least I know I have one pair that I can use at least and another that would work in a pinch. Although, I think I have enough clothes I've shrunk out of that I probably won't really need maternity clothes at all.
Now having assessed my wardrobe, I don't feel quite so frustrated or out of control. Though most of my Sunday skirts are a size 16, they can pass as wearable for the time being because they fit at my hips - like low riders. I do need Sunday blouses though. So, when I shop, I'll have something specific to look for :)
Clothing over the years-
You know those weight loss commercials where the person who lost the weight shows their old huge pants? I always doubted their authenticity b/c it would be easy enough to purchase a pair of pants for the commercial. But, here's my version. These really are the pants I wore. These are a size 26W. As I pulled these out today, I realized it is no wonder that my YW don't recognize me. In fact, at a recent Relief Society activity one of my young women was standing right next to me and didn't know who I was until she heard my voice.
Early on in our marriage after I'd started gaining weight, there was a day when Matthew put my pants on just for the heck of it. Both of his legs fit in one of my pant legs. It was a bit devastating to me, but it didn't stop the weight gain. Twelve years later now both of my legs can fit in them too!
Growing up, one of the things I wanted was a denim dress or skirt. The first year that Texas had its sales tax holiday, I found this denim dress at Montgomery Wards. I was so thrilled and excited to FINALLY have one of my own, and I wore it all the time! It's a size 20W.
Matthew's cousin's bar mitzvah was in November of 2006, and my mother in law was kind enough to support a trip to Maryland to celebrate with them. Part of that support was some funds to purchase a new outfit for the occasion. I settled on this blouse, size XL:
I had a previously purchased black skirt to go with that blouse, but wanted another blouse that fit the style. I found this 1X blouse at Dress Barn:
This was the first blouse I purchased when I started losing weight a couple of years ago. I was so proud of myself because it was only a 14/16W. I bought it for a Dining Out (formal military dinner) in 2007 or '08. By the way, the black skirt in the following pictures is the aforementioned black skirt - size 20W.
I found this blouse in JcPennys during the sales tax holiday. It's a size Petite XL
Another Dining Out blouse. It's a size Large from Dress Barn. This one was last year's (May 2009)
This velvet blouse was a garage sale leftover. I've been wanting one just like this, so I was more than happy to put it in my closet. It has yet to be worn for a special occassion, but when the time comes it is ready and waiting :) It is a size Medium.
One of my favorite items of clothing that I will be sad to see leave my wardrobe. It is a size 12 jacket, but it fits big so I could wear it when I was a size 16. Now that I'm closer to a 10/12, it hangs on me. The blouse had also become a standard in my Sunday attire.
Size 12 Jeans - Levi 550 and Riders Relaxed (unfortunately the camera didn't focus so great, so it's really hard to see. Sorry)
Size 10 spandex pants. wow!
For Sharon -
I will never wear these clothes because they are not me, but it was kind of fun to put them on and see that they fit.
Again, these pants are not my style. But, I suppose with the right blouse even these could pass off as a decent wear (but they are too big and are staying in the 'give-away' pile.
For my mom -
Mom made this dress for me when I was a young woman (teenage years). It is yellow with age and sweat stains, but it hangs in my closet out of respect for the memories and love in it. It's kind of fun to know that I could fit in it again. Doesn't it say 90s all over it?!
I dared to open the maternity box today too. When I was pregnant this winter and outgrowing my regular pants, none of my clothes fit. My maternity ones were too big and my regular ones were too small. I have a size 10 and size 12 panel pants in the box that I tried on today. The size 10 fit perfectly and the size 12 were too big. So, when I get pregnant again, at least I know I have one pair that I can use at least and another that would work in a pinch. Although, I think I have enough clothes I've shrunk out of that I probably won't really need maternity clothes at all.
Now having assessed my wardrobe, I don't feel quite so frustrated or out of control. Though most of my Sunday skirts are a size 16, they can pass as wearable for the time being because they fit at my hips - like low riders. I do need Sunday blouses though. So, when I shop, I'll have something specific to look for :)
Modestly Yours
Women who are truly comfortable with their bodies don't have to prove anything to anyone, and they know it. They understand that their value doesn't come from other people's acceptance, but from their own. The women who are most in control of their bodies, I believe, are the ones who don't have to make any apologies for withholding something from others.
My cousin introduced me to this blog awhile back, and I love her discussions. The above quote comes from a discussion about the nude body being portrayed as a work of art and how that falls with modesty. Her statements resonates with me.
I highly recommend a visit to her blog. She has some great topics regarding modesty and our modern world.
Sunday, June 27, 2010
Here we go again....
Well, I ran out of diaper liners so the CD are on the back burner. I should have just ordered some new ones because the price of 100 of those is the same as a package of 30 diapers. But, I didn't. So, we're in sposies for the time being.
Yesterday we had an interesting experience though that has set us back on the potty traing (PT) path. I sent Jared to shower in preparation for his trip to OK with Matthew. Aaron wanted to shower too, but I wasn't going to really help him in his efforts. He had gotten his shorts and diaper off by the time Jared finished in the tub, so he ended up spending some time just in his shirt. Oh he was so excited about being naked. Then all of a sudden he started pleading for a diaper. I recognized that he wanted the diaper to go potty in, so I told him that if he needed to go potty he had to go use the toilet. He still wanted a diaper, but once I offered him candy for using the toilet he took off without any complaint! Sure enough, he went potty in the toilet. The rest of the day he did pretty good too. We went over to my parents' house and I wondered how that would go, but he stood at the toilet and went with the no problem! YAY! We did go out in public, and though he tried to use the toilet, he just couldn't. I'm impressed he was willing to try at least.
This morning the first thing he said to me was that he peed in the bed - meaning he wet his diaper. He used the toilet a couple of times today, but he went in his diaper more. It'd be kind of cool if he were PT by the time Matthew and Jared get home, but I doubt we'll be that successful. And actually, now would not be the best time to be PT because we're having a huge road trip at the end of July. Aye that could make for a longer drive if we have to stop and take him potty that often. We'll see though. This is about the time that Jared got potty trained too.
Yesterday we had an interesting experience though that has set us back on the potty traing (PT) path. I sent Jared to shower in preparation for his trip to OK with Matthew. Aaron wanted to shower too, but I wasn't going to really help him in his efforts. He had gotten his shorts and diaper off by the time Jared finished in the tub, so he ended up spending some time just in his shirt. Oh he was so excited about being naked. Then all of a sudden he started pleading for a diaper. I recognized that he wanted the diaper to go potty in, so I told him that if he needed to go potty he had to go use the toilet. He still wanted a diaper, but once I offered him candy for using the toilet he took off without any complaint! Sure enough, he went potty in the toilet. The rest of the day he did pretty good too. We went over to my parents' house and I wondered how that would go, but he stood at the toilet and went with the no problem! YAY! We did go out in public, and though he tried to use the toilet, he just couldn't. I'm impressed he was willing to try at least.
This morning the first thing he said to me was that he peed in the bed - meaning he wet his diaper. He used the toilet a couple of times today, but he went in his diaper more. It'd be kind of cool if he were PT by the time Matthew and Jared get home, but I doubt we'll be that successful. And actually, now would not be the best time to be PT because we're having a huge road trip at the end of July. Aye that could make for a longer drive if we have to stop and take him potty that often. We'll see though. This is about the time that Jared got potty trained too.
Mixed Review
After eating ice cream and a macadamia nut cookie late last night, I thought for sure my weigh in wouldn't go quite so great today. My pre-weigh-in weigh in looked promising though b/c the 'off' scale showed me at 149.4. I used to feel pretty confidant it accurately measured the trend, even if the actual weight was off, but then I had that one weigh-in recently where there was a 3 or 4 pound difference. So, since then I've taken that weight with a heavy dose of salt instead of just a grain. Anyway, apprehensively I did my Wii Weigh-in and was pleasantly surprised to see my weight had not changed at all from the day before. YAY!! 150.1 was today's weight. I'm not sure if it would really count as reaching my goal because it's .1 off, but it's pretty dang close! I think I mentioned yesterday that I'd feel satisfied that I really did reach my goal if I can either maintain or lose another pound for next week's weigh in. The Lettuce Eat Cake round 2 ends July 1st, so we'll see how I stand for that before I call it.
Now, having said all that.... that was the exciting part of the day. I went to get ready for church and just ended up feeling so frustrated. It doesn't matter whether clothes are too tight or too big, it's hard to be comfortable when your clothes don't fit. I didn't feel like being cute today. I wanted to be comfortable, and the one skirt I felt like I could be comfortable in was hanging off my hips, and I had a hard time finding a blouse long enough to go with it. I even tried on blouses that have been given to me recently and they're too big. It made me wonder if losing weight was really worth it. Silly thoughts I know. The answer is - yes it is and it's time to go shopping! But I really didn't feel like going shopping. I wanted my clothes that I have grown comfortable with and loved. I remembered the blue skirt I made had been washed and was hanging up in my closet. Apparently next time I make a skirt, I need to remember to account for shrinkage.
The other day at playgroup we thought it would be fun to do a closet trade or something along those lines. Just go through each other's closets and 'shop' the clothes that no longer fit. We've all got wide ranges of clothes - whether too big or too small - that we haven't parted with but don't wear. This morning I was wishing I could do that. I was also wishing I hadn't given away all those size 10 clothes in December, but I had no idea at the time that I'd just be 7 months away from fitting in them. There's a reason I have a hard time parting with stuff.....
I mentioned to someone that I had a hard time finding something to wear this morning because my clothes are too big, and the response was sarcasm about having such a problem. I have come to realize that there comes a point where people stop rooting for you quite so much and feel more jealousy instead. I feel uncomfortable sharing excitement or milestones about my weight loss efforts (outside of my blog which was purposed for this journey) because I don't want to draw too much attention to it. When I had my big weight loss effort a few years ago, it seemed like all the ladies in the ward were on the same kick and it was a group effort. There was one person who began the trend and was like a beacon to us. If she can do it - and she looks great - we can too. I am grateful for her example and contagious enthusiasm. As someone who looked up to her for her accomplishments, I didn't really pay attention to anything other than her inspiration. I don't consider myself a beacon by any means, but I know my weight loss has been dramatic and heads turn as a result. I feel like at this point that it's not just my girl friends looking though, but some of the guys are too and it makes me uncomfortable. If I were single, it wouldn't bother me. But I am not. Instead I want to cover myself and hide. Where is that hijab again? Although I did have an experience yesterday at the store that made me laugh. I was at the end of an aisle with the cart on one side and the item I was looking at on the other side. I was taking up the whole area going back and forth between the cart and the products when I noticed an older man in a wheel chair waiting to get down the aisle. I told him I was sorry, and he responded, 'What are you sorry for?' I explained that I was apologizing for being in the way, to which he said something like, 'There's nothing to be sorry about when there's a pretty girl to look at while you wait.' It took me by surprise, and for some reason it didn't bother me. Maybe because I didn't know him and he was outspoken in his opinions.
Anyway, enough spewing. I had gone to Ross recently and browsed their clothes. I saw a lot of skirts and blouses I'd love to have hang in my closet but money is always an issue. I wondered this morning how I'd fund a new wardrobe. I don't know if it really is an answer to my musings, but someone approached me at church today about piano lessons - for 3 kids! One lesson for each of them would fund at least one new outfit - maybe 2. We'll see, but something has to happen about the clothes hanging in my closet.
Now, having said all that.... that was the exciting part of the day. I went to get ready for church and just ended up feeling so frustrated. It doesn't matter whether clothes are too tight or too big, it's hard to be comfortable when your clothes don't fit. I didn't feel like being cute today. I wanted to be comfortable, and the one skirt I felt like I could be comfortable in was hanging off my hips, and I had a hard time finding a blouse long enough to go with it. I even tried on blouses that have been given to me recently and they're too big. It made me wonder if losing weight was really worth it. Silly thoughts I know. The answer is - yes it is and it's time to go shopping! But I really didn't feel like going shopping. I wanted my clothes that I have grown comfortable with and loved. I remembered the blue skirt I made had been washed and was hanging up in my closet. Apparently next time I make a skirt, I need to remember to account for shrinkage.
The other day at playgroup we thought it would be fun to do a closet trade or something along those lines. Just go through each other's closets and 'shop' the clothes that no longer fit. We've all got wide ranges of clothes - whether too big or too small - that we haven't parted with but don't wear. This morning I was wishing I could do that. I was also wishing I hadn't given away all those size 10 clothes in December, but I had no idea at the time that I'd just be 7 months away from fitting in them. There's a reason I have a hard time parting with stuff.....
I mentioned to someone that I had a hard time finding something to wear this morning because my clothes are too big, and the response was sarcasm about having such a problem. I have come to realize that there comes a point where people stop rooting for you quite so much and feel more jealousy instead. I feel uncomfortable sharing excitement or milestones about my weight loss efforts (outside of my blog which was purposed for this journey) because I don't want to draw too much attention to it. When I had my big weight loss effort a few years ago, it seemed like all the ladies in the ward were on the same kick and it was a group effort. There was one person who began the trend and was like a beacon to us. If she can do it - and she looks great - we can too. I am grateful for her example and contagious enthusiasm. As someone who looked up to her for her accomplishments, I didn't really pay attention to anything other than her inspiration. I don't consider myself a beacon by any means, but I know my weight loss has been dramatic and heads turn as a result. I feel like at this point that it's not just my girl friends looking though, but some of the guys are too and it makes me uncomfortable. If I were single, it wouldn't bother me. But I am not. Instead I want to cover myself and hide. Where is that hijab again? Although I did have an experience yesterday at the store that made me laugh. I was at the end of an aisle with the cart on one side and the item I was looking at on the other side. I was taking up the whole area going back and forth between the cart and the products when I noticed an older man in a wheel chair waiting to get down the aisle. I told him I was sorry, and he responded, 'What are you sorry for?' I explained that I was apologizing for being in the way, to which he said something like, 'There's nothing to be sorry about when there's a pretty girl to look at while you wait.' It took me by surprise, and for some reason it didn't bother me. Maybe because I didn't know him and he was outspoken in his opinions.
Anyway, enough spewing. I had gone to Ross recently and browsed their clothes. I saw a lot of skirts and blouses I'd love to have hang in my closet but money is always an issue. I wondered this morning how I'd fund a new wardrobe. I don't know if it really is an answer to my musings, but someone approached me at church today about piano lessons - for 3 kids! One lesson for each of them would fund at least one new outfit - maybe 2. We'll see, but something has to happen about the clothes hanging in my closet.
Finish Line
I am nearing the finish line of my weight goal. Friday there was a 'bet' that I've reached my goal of 150. The Lettuce Eat Cake contest ends next week, and as of today I'm pretty dang close. 150.1 was my weigh in. yay me!! I'll accept it if I can maintain it over the next week.
Friday, June 18, 2010
New Effort Day 2
I spent yesterday running errands, so I took a break from the yard. My body was really stiff though. My hamstrings were so tight it felt funny to walk. Yes, pulling weeds is definitely a workout :p
Since I took a break yesterday, this morning I tackled the back yard. I trimmed a bunch of small tress that were growing around a big tree so that I could actually get to the grass. Then I mowed. I don't know how my piano student managed to be done so quickly when he mowed. It took me 45 minutes, but maybe I did a little more thorough job too. It's so nice to look out the windows at this point - both front and back - and see a nice looking yard. Well, a better-than-it-was looking yard. I still have a LOT of trimming to do in the back - and then hauling :p ugh
Now if only I felt like being so productive on the inside of my house too!
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I've decided I'm ready to do a little bit of clothes shopping, but I'm going to work from the inside out. I got some measuring done yesterday and the lady looked at me really funny when I told her what size I've been wearing. We had to explain that I've been losing weight because I think she thought I was crazy.
Since I took a break yesterday, this morning I tackled the back yard. I trimmed a bunch of small tress that were growing around a big tree so that I could actually get to the grass. Then I mowed. I don't know how my piano student managed to be done so quickly when he mowed. It took me 45 minutes, but maybe I did a little more thorough job too. It's so nice to look out the windows at this point - both front and back - and see a nice looking yard. Well, a better-than-it-was looking yard. I still have a LOT of trimming to do in the back - and then hauling :p ugh
Now if only I felt like being so productive on the inside of my house too!
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I've decided I'm ready to do a little bit of clothes shopping, but I'm going to work from the inside out. I got some measuring done yesterday and the lady looked at me really funny when I told her what size I've been wearing. We had to explain that I've been losing weight because I think she thought I was crazy.
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Being Realistic
My goal to exercise every day by walking or doing P90X really went out the window after day 1. This week I've decided to have a new plan of action. Although my exercise habit was effective (and essential) during the school year, there were times when it was frustrating for me because I wished I could have spent the morning working in the yard instead. Piano lessons pretty much went out the window this week, so I had more time in the mornings than I had expected. So, I went to work in the front yard. At the end of the school year, one of my students bartered lessons with lawn mowing. Now he is gone for the summer, so I need to stay on top of it. Plus, he didn't do the trimming or other yard tasks that ought to be done as well. The other night I was walking to our front door and realized we only had about 18 inches of our sidewalk visible. The rest was overgrown grass which bothered me a lot. The front flowerbed has been an eyesore for a while and way overgrown. Yesterday I went to work trimming and raking and weeding. My legs are sore from fighting with plants.
Today I mowed the lawn, trimmed the edges and pulled the rest of the grass up in the flowerbed. There is still alot of work to do in the front and the back is even worse. It is so nice to have the time to actually focus and WORK in the yard. I realized today that exercising in the same manner I had been may not be practical every day of the summer, so instead I will do what I want to do and accomplish two goals at once. I have long since believed that our bodies were meant to be used to work. The type of modern exercise we do is a counterfeit. It works, but we would be fit and healthy just by being involved in manual labor. Although I believe this, I am not very good at it. So this summer I want to spend my mornings working in the yard. By the time I get all the trimming done, it'll be time to make the rounds again ;p I think the backyard is going to take a lot of effort because the trees are so overgrown. Hopefully this effort will reduce the mosquito population as well.
I am hoping/thinking that by focusing my exercise efforts this way, I will see weight loss and more toned muscles in the areas that need it. I guess we can call this the work experiment :)
I love the freedom of summer. I find it ironic that I feel like I can accomplish more with school out and Jared home than when school is in session. I think I felt the opposite his first day of pre-k lol I guess our perspective changes over time. Either way, I am grateful for the freedom time allows me.
Today I mowed the lawn, trimmed the edges and pulled the rest of the grass up in the flowerbed. There is still alot of work to do in the front and the back is even worse. It is so nice to have the time to actually focus and WORK in the yard. I realized today that exercising in the same manner I had been may not be practical every day of the summer, so instead I will do what I want to do and accomplish two goals at once. I have long since believed that our bodies were meant to be used to work. The type of modern exercise we do is a counterfeit. It works, but we would be fit and healthy just by being involved in manual labor. Although I believe this, I am not very good at it. So this summer I want to spend my mornings working in the yard. By the time I get all the trimming done, it'll be time to make the rounds again ;p I think the backyard is going to take a lot of effort because the trees are so overgrown. Hopefully this effort will reduce the mosquito population as well.
I am hoping/thinking that by focusing my exercise efforts this way, I will see weight loss and more toned muscles in the areas that need it. I guess we can call this the work experiment :)
I love the freedom of summer. I find it ironic that I feel like I can accomplish more with school out and Jared home than when school is in session. I think I felt the opposite his first day of pre-k lol I guess our perspective changes over time. Either way, I am grateful for the freedom time allows me.
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Yo-Yo and hijabs
So after weighing in at 155.3 yesterday, today I'm at 153.2. I feel like a yo-yo :p Of course, Friday night I did eat quite a bit. And yesterday. Well, I didn't eat a lot yesterday, just what I ate was high point - stuffed crust pizza. YUM! I only had 1 1/2 pieces but since the boys don't eat the crust, I eat their's. It's the best part!
Today I am wearing my new blue skirt. I managed to pull the waistline down to my waist. It fits, but boy is it tight. If I wore one of those tummy control top things I could probably get away with wearing it like that, but I don't feel like being that uncomfortable.
I feel a little bit vain and silly. I know that thinness is attractive, and I know that I have beauty potential. I felt like dressing up today since I'm wearing my new skirt, but as I was getting ready I wondered what the point really was. Matthew is working today, so it's not like I'm doing it for him. I don't want my efforts to cause trouble for others. As I was pondering this issue the other day, I realized the beauty of hijabs - the long robes that cover a woman while in public in the Muslim faith. It is not about oppression, but about intimacy and modesty. Only those who really need to know get to know. I was going to take a picture and add it to the post and hope for oohs and ahs and pats on the back, but I think I'll go scrub my face and change out of my clothes and into a long billowing robe instead.
Today I am wearing my new blue skirt. I managed to pull the waistline down to my waist. It fits, but boy is it tight. If I wore one of those tummy control top things I could probably get away with wearing it like that, but I don't feel like being that uncomfortable.
I feel a little bit vain and silly. I know that thinness is attractive, and I know that I have beauty potential. I felt like dressing up today since I'm wearing my new skirt, but as I was getting ready I wondered what the point really was. Matthew is working today, so it's not like I'm doing it for him. I don't want my efforts to cause trouble for others. As I was pondering this issue the other day, I realized the beauty of hijabs - the long robes that cover a woman while in public in the Muslim faith. It is not about oppression, but about intimacy and modesty. Only those who really need to know get to know. I was going to take a picture and add it to the post and hope for oohs and ahs and pats on the back, but I think I'll go scrub my face and change out of my clothes and into a long billowing robe instead.
Friday, June 11, 2010
Re-evaluating
Recent comments/conversations about my current stature gave me pause to look in the mirror - which I rarely do with true scrutiny - and wonder if I should re-evaluate my weight loss goals. I have heard, 'You're just skin and bones' and 'if you lose any more weight you'll look sick'. My response to the skin and bones comment is, I recognize that in parts of my body that really is the case - like my shoulders and across my upper chest and my face/neck - basically my upper body, but that is not where the problem area is. The weight is hanging around my upper thighs/hips - saddlebags - and belly. And then I show them my arm flap lol. Anyway, so I was wondering if 'they' were right. Am I skinny enough at this point? I think I could be ok with my belly. I think part of its current state is the result of having babies. I could live with it. My thighs, eh, they've been this way since birth. There's a reason my brothers called me thunder thighs. They have come down in size quite a bit, but no, I really am not satisfied with their current girth. Last night I was talking with a friend who ran into the same situation when she had lost weight. Ironically, it was about 155 pounds - about right where I am. Well, after today's weigh in, exactly where I am. As we discussed this issue, I explained that 150 is my goal, but I set WW at 140 in hopes that my weight will level out about 145. I realized in that moment, that if 150 is my bottom threshold, I will bounce back up to 160 with time. If I set 140 as my bottom threshold, then 150 will be the top and I will be in the range where I am satisfied. Basically I reaffirmed my goal - and after watching my weight trend for the last week, I need to keep going. It is the first week of summer and I'm already back where I was two weeks ago.
It's been suggested that maybe I need to do less cardio and more exercises that target my specific problem areas. I think I agree with the needing to target those trouble spots more. And as those areas shrink, the number on the scale will too. I guess that means I need to keep up my P90X :p I did it on Monday, but that was it. I just couldn't bring myself to do it the rest of the week. But I know from experience that it is what my body needs. ugh. lol
My exercise has been spotty this week. In the past when I've overeaten I'm able to soothe myself with the fact that I'll at least be exercising in the morning - or had exercised that day. But with the lazy days of summer, I can't depend on that excuse. Last night I indulged myself. I had the points for it too, so it isn't that bad, but I haven't had the consistent exercise this week to keep the weight-loss momentum going. The result was a 2 pound weight gain from last week. After my re-evaluation and realization that the only way I'm going to keep from backtracking is maintain some semblance of exercise, I guess I better 'just do it'.
It's been suggested that maybe I need to do less cardio and more exercises that target my specific problem areas. I think I agree with the needing to target those trouble spots more. And as those areas shrink, the number on the scale will too. I guess that means I need to keep up my P90X :p I did it on Monday, but that was it. I just couldn't bring myself to do it the rest of the week. But I know from experience that it is what my body needs. ugh. lol
My exercise has been spotty this week. In the past when I've overeaten I'm able to soothe myself with the fact that I'll at least be exercising in the morning - or had exercised that day. But with the lazy days of summer, I can't depend on that excuse. Last night I indulged myself. I had the points for it too, so it isn't that bad, but I haven't had the consistent exercise this week to keep the weight-loss momentum going. The result was a 2 pound weight gain from last week. After my re-evaluation and realization that the only way I'm going to keep from backtracking is maintain some semblance of exercise, I guess I better 'just do it'.
Wednesday, June 9, 2010
Card Chart
In Jared's Kindergarten they use a card chart as a disciplinary tool. The color of each card has a set consequence with it, and they progress from one card to the next. Green means they were good all day. Yellow they were given a warning and had to sit in time out. Orange causes them to miss recess or centers. Red they are sent to the principle's office. Blue is a call to the parents. When they stay on green they get a superticket/sticker at the end of the day. If the whole class stays on green, they could fill a jar with marbles or some other thing. When the jar was actually filled they could watch a movie as a class. This system was very effective for Jared. So, we've wanted to use it at home too.
Matthew has been trying to figure out how we wanted to do our own card chart, and finally Sunday we did it. Here is the result:
I kind of winged it in the putting together, so I learned a lot as the project progressed. We had debated each person choosing a fabric for their pocket to individualize it, but we couldn't think of how to do it easily. By the end, I realized I could/should have used the bias tape to reinforce the pocket seems. In doing so, the edges of the individual fabrics would have been hidden. Oh well. Maybe there will be a next time.
We had a family vote on the fabric, and these pencils won.
Materials used:
fabric glue
fabric
clear plastic vinyl
bias tape (extra wide double hemmed)
grommets
matching thread
We measured the size of the fabric and vinyl and cut. We intended to just fold the vinyl up to create the pockets, but it was too challenging to get the bias tape over it, so I ended up cutting the pocket piece off so the vinyl would lay flat - much easier!! So, next time I would measure and cut the back piece and pocket piece separately. To help keep the fabric and vinyl lined up, I used the fabric glue to attach them together around the edges - just enough that the binding would hide it.
I did the pocket piece first. I attached the fabric to the vinyl with glue, then sewed binding only along the top. Next time, I would also add strips of the bias tape where I plan on sewing the pocket seams to create a more finished look as well as reinforce the seams. I'd probably glue them down so I could save the actual sewing to the end. Those strips would need to be done before attaching the top tape so that the ends would be hidden.
Once the pocket was prepared, I then attached it with pins to the back piece (which I'd already glued the fabric to the vinyl). Starting from the bottom, I pinned the bias tape along the outside of the whole chart. I put the edges all the way against the crease of the bias tape, but it didn't have to be that way if we needed more room on the pockets. After the binding was pinned, I sewed it on.
For the pockets, we used index cards as a guage for how big the pockets needed to be, marked it with a dry erase marker (since it's vinyl it would wipe right off with some water and a paper towel), and sewed a straight stitch from the bottom up to top of the pocket binding.
The final step was adding two grommets to the top of the chart - one on each corner. I played with hanging it up with ribbon. Stringing one piece of ribbon through both holes and hanging it from the middle did not work because the chart wasn't sturdy enough to lay flat. Two smaller ribbons tied on each grommet would have worked just fine, but we ended up just hanging it on our front door using clip magnets. For now, that will work well enough until we find a final spot for it.
Matthew has been trying to figure out how we wanted to do our own card chart, and finally Sunday we did it. Here is the result:
I kind of winged it in the putting together, so I learned a lot as the project progressed. We had debated each person choosing a fabric for their pocket to individualize it, but we couldn't think of how to do it easily. By the end, I realized I could/should have used the bias tape to reinforce the pocket seems. In doing so, the edges of the individual fabrics would have been hidden. Oh well. Maybe there will be a next time.
We had a family vote on the fabric, and these pencils won.
Materials used:
fabric glue
fabric
clear plastic vinyl
bias tape (extra wide double hemmed)
grommets
matching thread
We measured the size of the fabric and vinyl and cut. We intended to just fold the vinyl up to create the pockets, but it was too challenging to get the bias tape over it, so I ended up cutting the pocket piece off so the vinyl would lay flat - much easier!! So, next time I would measure and cut the back piece and pocket piece separately. To help keep the fabric and vinyl lined up, I used the fabric glue to attach them together around the edges - just enough that the binding would hide it.
I did the pocket piece first. I attached the fabric to the vinyl with glue, then sewed binding only along the top. Next time, I would also add strips of the bias tape where I plan on sewing the pocket seams to create a more finished look as well as reinforce the seams. I'd probably glue them down so I could save the actual sewing to the end. Those strips would need to be done before attaching the top tape so that the ends would be hidden.
Once the pocket was prepared, I then attached it with pins to the back piece (which I'd already glued the fabric to the vinyl). Starting from the bottom, I pinned the bias tape along the outside of the whole chart. I put the edges all the way against the crease of the bias tape, but it didn't have to be that way if we needed more room on the pockets. After the binding was pinned, I sewed it on.
For the pockets, we used index cards as a guage for how big the pockets needed to be, marked it with a dry erase marker (since it's vinyl it would wipe right off with some water and a paper towel), and sewed a straight stitch from the bottom up to top of the pocket binding.
The final step was adding two grommets to the top of the chart - one on each corner. I played with hanging it up with ribbon. Stringing one piece of ribbon through both holes and hanging it from the middle did not work because the chart wasn't sturdy enough to lay flat. Two smaller ribbons tied on each grommet would have worked just fine, but we ended up just hanging it on our front door using clip magnets. For now, that will work well enough until we find a final spot for it.
Summer Day 2 & 3
I was SO tired yesterday. I napped off and on in the morning, but finally pulled myself together and did Chicken Fat. It's a 20 minute exercise/calisthenics video for kids. Jared did it right along with me, so that was nice. It was raining, so we didn't walk in the morning. But, later in the day I needed to go to the store so we walked the half mile down to HEB and back. Between the coming and going and the actual shopping, we walked for 75 minutes - about the same amount of time as my 4 mile walk I had been doing.
Today, I am having a hard time convincing myself to exercise. We'll see what I do. Day 3 and I'm already peetering out. Not a good sign :p
Today, I am having a hard time convincing myself to exercise. We'll see what I do. Day 3 and I'm already peetering out. Not a good sign :p
In Cloth Once More
After a month of sposies, I guess we're back in cloth. Matthew and Aaron were gone a lot last month, so disposables were in order. Now that things are settling down, they don't feel like quite the necessity - though it sure is nice and easy. Aaron was actually the one to push me back into cloth. He requested the jungle diaper. I tried using one of Jared's night diapers but he insisted on the jungle one. I asked him if he missed his cloth diapers and he told me yes. So, apparently he likes the CDs. heh, although the other night I put him in his big bulky night diaper before he was actually in bed and he complained about it being too big. It was funny watching him trying to walk with all that fluffiness!! Usually he's in bed and it doesn't matter.
When he is in sposies, Aaron doesn't have any problem getting everything needed for a diaper change - diapers, wipes, powder. Yesterday was the first time I really gave him the opportunity to get a CD. I'd actually gotten all the supplies and tried to change him, but he wanted his blanket to have the PF (prefold). Finally I cleaned him up and told him to go pick out a diaper for me. He came back with three PF and a frog diaper (FuzziBunz). It was kind of cute. I'm glad he enjoys being in the cloth. When he was a newborn, he HATED them!! He has never been one to like being wet, and as a baby he let us know it!
Maybe we'll try potty training again soon.
When he is in sposies, Aaron doesn't have any problem getting everything needed for a diaper change - diapers, wipes, powder. Yesterday was the first time I really gave him the opportunity to get a CD. I'd actually gotten all the supplies and tried to change him, but he wanted his blanket to have the PF (prefold). Finally I cleaned him up and told him to go pick out a diaper for me. He came back with three PF and a frog diaper (FuzziBunz). It was kind of cute. I'm glad he enjoys being in the cloth. When he was a newborn, he HATED them!! He has never been one to like being wet, and as a baby he let us know it!
Maybe we'll try potty training again soon.
Southwestern Chicken Black Bean Soup
Southwestern Chicken Black Bean Soup 2 pts for 1 cup soup (without cheese or chips)
Ingredients
1 pound boneless skinless chicken breast, cubed
1 tablespoon canola oil
1 tablespoon chopped onion
1 jalapeno pepper, seeded and finely chopped
3 garlic cloves, minced
2 cans (14-1/2 ounces each) reduced-sodium chicken broth
3 cups fresh corn or frozen corn
1 can (15-1/2 ounces) black beans, rinsed and drained
2 tablespoons lime juice
1/2 teaspoon salt
1/2 teaspoon hot pepper sauce
1/4 teaspoon pepper
1/2 cup minced fresh cilantro
16 baked tortilla chip scoops, crumbled
1/2 cup shredded reduced-fat cheddar cheese
Directions
In a large kettle or Dutch oven, saute chicken in oil until no longer pink. Remove with a slotted spoon and set aside. In the same pan, saute onion and jalapeno pepper until tender; add garlic and saute for 1 minute.
Stir in the broth, corn, beans, lime juice, salt, hot pepper sauce, pepper and reserved chicken; bring to a boil. Reduce heat; simmer, uncovered, for 30 minutes. Stir in cilantro. Top each serving with crumbled tortilla chips and cheese. Yield: 8 servings (2 quarts).
Editor's Note: When cutting hot peppers, disposable gloves are recommended. Avoid touching your face.
Nutritional Analysis: One serving (one cup soup with 1 tablespoon cheese and two crumbled tortilla chips) equals 227 calories, 4 g fat (1 g saturated fat), 37 mg cholesterol, 647 mg sodium, 27 g carbohydrate, 4 g fiber, 21 g protein.
Diabetic Exchanges: 2 lean meat, 1-1/2 starch, 1 vegetable.
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Made June 8, 2010. I was happily surprised to see the soup by itself was only 2 points for 8 servings. I added the chips and cheese separately when I calculated my points because it was easier to get an accurate accounting.
Variations:
*I cooked it in the crockpot on high for 4 hours. I cubed the chicken (which was frozen) and added all the other ingredients except the cilantro which I added in the last half hour. The leaves did look kind of bleached by the time the timer went off, so next time I might wait to add them. But, it did give them a chance to add their flavor to the soup.
*I did not add the jalapenos, so this soup was not as spicy as it could have been, but it had a wonderful flavor.
*I used white corn instead of yellow, so it looked really bland. Probably if I had used jalapenos or yellow corn it would have looked more colorful. I was surprised it didn't call for diced tomatoes. Perhaps a future trial might include a can of ro-tel in place of jalapenos.
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