I definitely did not mean to take such a long hiatus from my weight loss journey, nor did I mean to gain back half the weight I've lost since October, but I did. It sucks, but it's done and over with and I can't do anything to change it.
So here I am now, January 23rd, one week into my new Paleo lifestyle, weighing in at 205.8. I started this week at 207.3, so I'm pretty pleased with what I've lost this week. I'm even more pleased with myself, and this new way of approaching food.
I love paleo. Like, I really do love it. I love all the veggies and the meats and the eggs and the snacking on fruits and nuts. It's awesome. I feel great. Things are moving along nicely, if you know what I mean. I don't even miss bread or rice or cereal, and definitely not dairy.
I do, however, miss sweets. Ice cream. Chocolate. Twizzlers. Cupcakes. Cookies. Fudge. I've had cravings for treats I NEVER crave this week, and have been able to resist most of them. I did have a moment of weakness with twizzlers at the movies Saturday night, but I honestly think it's because I cheated earlier that day with greasy cheesy breadsticks at a pizza place on base. Brandon and I said we'd allow ourselves on cheat meal a week if we were good the rest of the week, but I think it did more damage than good. We were doing so great, but it just sent me into a downward spiral.
So this week, I'm not cheating. I know I can do this...I did it for six days last week. It's a mind over matter thing, and I will overcome the sugar cravings.
The hardest part about this Paleo lifestyle is feeding my family. My husband is on board, but to a certain extent. He doesn't like vegetables, and can't give up cheese. He ate meats, eggs, nuts and cheese last week and juiced his vegetables. It may work for him and it may not, but it certainly makes things more difficult for me as far as both cooking AND grocery shopping goes. I not only have to buy produce for me to eat but also for him to juice....and juicing takes a lot of produce. Once we strike a balance I'm sure we'll be fine, but in the meantime, I feel like I'm making a trip to the store every other day.
Then there's the kids. The kids, who, bless their hearts, are way too picky to give up dairy and grains completely. Now, that doesn't mean I'm making them separate meals every single night, but there are some nights were I want something that I know no one else will eat. Take last night, for example. I had a head of cauliflower to use, so I made roasted cauliflower soup.
No one would touch it but me.
I made tater tots and chicken nuggets for the kids (along with some carrots), and Brandon ended up eating what was left and some chicken leftover from the other night.
I feel like if I focus on myself and what I need to eat to be healthier and lose weight, the rest of my family suffers.
My husband brought up freezer cooking, and so I think I may cook up a freezer full of meals for the kids so that I can just pull their dinner out and stick it in the oven without feeling guilty about preservatives and lack of nutrition. Brandon can just continue to eat the meat I cook and juice his produce...and I'll just have to start buying more of it!
How do you guys deal with different diets and/or preferences in your family?