Sunday, April 15, 2012

Who wants some chicken!?

Years ago I was on a dangerous diet called "Kimkins" - this variation of Atkins, essentially, let you eat as much protein as you wanted - bacon, ham, you name it.  I spent most Sundays baking up chicken breasts, then slicing/portioning them down into baggies that were easy to take on the go as snacks.  Although I saw progress on that diet, it was one of many failed, unhealthy attempts to learn how to do this for the long haul.  On top of that, I got sick of chicken.  Like, really sick of chicken.  As such, I haven't been a fan of chicken in a long, long time.

As a flashback to that, though, I decided to bake up some chicken breasts that were leftover from the week's menus at Casa de Joia - I had two, ginormous breasts leftover that I seasoned with salt, pepper and garlic salt, then stuck them in the freezer at the time (didn't need them for the recipe I was making).  Baked them up today, sliced 'em up, then portioned them out into Ziploc snack bags after carefully weighing out 4oz. of chicken into each bag - great, filling snack for roughly 200 calories!  Now that I've been back to tracking my food, watching calories, etc., I recognized a need for a filling snack with minimal calories and mucho protein - duh, chicken's great for that!

Although...once I finish getting through all these tiny bags o' chicken I have in my fridge, I'll probably be sick of chicken again.  C'est la vie - it'll be a protein-full, healthful week of snacks for me!

Tuesday, April 3, 2012

Remember me?

I haven't blogged in awhile, nor have I been good about reading your blogs.  I've been very much in a state of apathy.  To update from the last blog post, my insurance has denied my appeal to have revision/removal surgery of my band.  So, I continue to live life either monitoring quality/quantity of food or throwing up.  Life is grand, eh?  At some point (maybe this week, since today is the only day I have to go in to work this week), I'll write an appeal letter to the state's Insurance Commission, claiming the pre-existing condition of a slipped band that just needs to be fixed or removed!  Heck, I'd take either at this point, even though the thought of not having a band at all kinda scares me.

In other news, my boyfriend moved in with me at the end of February!  It's been wonderful having him here, and I'm so glad we're forging ahead in our life together!  I've let him being here serve as an excuse not to work out (hate leaving him here all day when I have to work, then taking more time for me to work out), and then I threw my back out...ugh.  I'm done gaining weight, though, so now that I've been off pain meds for a couple of days, it's back to the gym I go!  Being in the 220's is completely frustrating, as I feel as though I've been there forever.  I'm still proud of that weight related to where I started, but it's freakin' time for onederland!!!  I haven't lost any significant amount of weight in the last year, and I'm done with it.  I know it's up to me - my daily choice to work out, my many-times-a-day choice of what to eat (or not to eat!)...my motivation, though, has been sorely lacking.  I feel good when I step on the scale and see a lower weight than the last time I weighed, but that has not been triggering the motivation to continue lately.

Reminds me of that commercial..."Where did it go?  Have you seen it?  Did I leave it at home?  Where is my motivation?"  Hell if I know, but I gotta get it back!