Protein

 

Weight this week: 13 13

Weight loss: 3lbs

Total weight loss: 2½ stones

Fat % loss: 1

Everywhere I look it's protein, protein and more protein. This is the advice from every avenue relating to bariatric surgery. They say eat your protein first, then if you can manage your fruit/veg/salad, then if you still have room your carbs. Now this makes sense if someone else is loading my plate, like out in a restaurant but because it's me, I was like just serve protein then?! I was going great guns until I felt I was just eating a plate of chicken or whatever. This didn't feel healthy at all. My plan has always been to cook and eat really good healthy food with the odd treat (yes, chocolate) thrown in to keep me happy. A little bit of balance. Jeez I got sick of protein! Now I'm having healthier foods. Fruit with my yogurt, salad with lunch and veg with dinner. Better! I also have protein isolate to mix with water so I'm drinking protein as well. 

Decided I should post new body pictures. My photo yesterday next to the one before surgery. I can't see a difference but my clothes are definitely slacker. My jeans are almost falling down! Whoop whoop. (I've just looked at the photos below when I added them, and you know, I think I can see a difference after all. That's exciting.)

I gave up looking for a G cup (not my bra size lol) to match my new plates so I just bought a non initialed one. Perfect for tea or coffee. Though obviously Mark hates it (stupid shape with a stupid handle, apparently). Hah! It was only £1.13 so he can go cry into his pillow. 

Yes it's time for a poem. I was out having coffee with friends and we talked about how short line is. And the words to this just came to me as I was driving home. And I do like to share! 

The woman on the Street

I passed a woman on the street

I noticed she began to weep

Excuse me miss why do you cry?

It is because I'm going to die

So sorry, would you like to sit?

I have some time, let's talk a bit

Is it cancer that has made you ill?

I do not ail, I'm healthy still

My death, my dear, it is not nigh

But life I feel has past me by

The reason why I shed these tears

Is realising I've wasted years

I thought I wasn't good enough

My married life was really tough

I should have left him from the start

Been brave and listened to my heart

I tolerated sadness and the pain

I let him hurt me again and again

But now he's gone and its too late

What time I have is down to fate

Child, listen hard to what I say

Persue your happy every day

You're good enough and this is true

Don't waste a moment feeling blue

My yesterday is full of sorrow

But there is joy in your tomorrow.

If you stress about something before it happens you're basically putting yourself through it twice!