Monday, December 29, 2014

Thus begins the healing, post Christmas edition

Christmas was very good to me. I now have an XBox One and a couple of dance games. Maybe I can get my rhythm back? heh heh

Today has been my goal day for detoxing off Christmas foods and sweets in particular. I have a lovely breakfast cooking (zucchini and onions, bacon, and eventually some eggs), and just finished 10 minutes of the dance fitness game. That was my goal for starting and there you go, it's done. I got one star! haha Not bad for an old broad.

Here's an aging thing that's making both of us crazy. I stripped down my old laptop. It was on the kitchen table while I was cleaning it up. About a month ago, I finally put it away. But where? Both of us have searched the house high and low and can't find it. WTagingF? It's not the regular place I would put it, but Tom's old, old laptop was, so I took that out and set up the photo editing software I want on it. It doesn't work beyond Windows XP; I was thinking my old laptop would be perfect.

While I was baking cookies, I went to get a piece of parchment for the cookie sheet so I could change it out. I had used 4 pieces of parchment that night. But, the roll was gone! It's like I put it down and it floated into thin air, never to be seen again. Did I throw the new roll away? Is it still MIA? I say it's with my laptop making "haha, we fooled you" babies.

Onward, I say. Time to get this show on the road.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

Sounds like Jingles would have gone to heaven after all!

I heard on the news that the current, and very cool, pope told a child that there was room in heaven for all god's creatures, including dogs. My first thought was "where were you when I was a kid?"

I remember sitting in catechism and asking that very question, "Will my dog be able to go to heaven when he dies?" The instructor told me no, that heaven was for people. I'm sure she thought before answering, but I don't remember the exact details. What I do recall is thinking how unfair that was. Jingles, the family dog, did good things, he was a great dog, he meant no harm, and he should go to heaven too. But my hopes for my dog were dashed with one negative response.

That was a huge turning point for me in my religious training and belief system. I knew right then and there that I couldn't believe in someone that wasn't willing to accept our dog. I had already been struggling with the "I can't see," "I can't hear," "I can't feel" concepts of a supernatural being. I was a pre-teen, but deep into making decisions about how I felt and what I would accept. I didn't tell anyone how I was feeling. No way. A kid could get in big trouble for doubting there was a god.

Fast forward to my 20s. I started a mini-search for spiritual meaning. I started reading everything I could about religion, organized and otherwise. After having a child, I started attending my husband's family's church and attending the Sunday school sessions. We studied different religions during my most active period. And again, the old doubts came up. If one religion is true (the Catholics of my youth), how can these other religions believe theirs is true? If they're all true or even if they're not all true, there's no congruence. After a period of a couple years, I had a conversation with the pastor and let him know that it was hard for me to believe and he commented that even he had times of disbelief. That blew my mind.

Since then, I've continued to read of spiritual journeys and religious conversions, finding over and over that my real feelings tended toward the concepts of Zen. No, I'm not a Zen Buddhist, but I do find comfort and relief in the concept of "be." I still can't buy the life after death thing, just like I don't believe in ghosts. I don't mind throwing thoughts out there into the universe; I talk to the woods and to my dog often. Neither talk back, but sometimes I get clarity from the expression of concerns aloud. Maybe that's my form of "prayer."

I'm a middle child. It's hard for me to take a firm stand. I can't say I'm an atheist. What if? So, I go with agnostic humanistic Zen-like free thinker. AHZFT, that's me.

Looking back while remaining current, I wonder how I would have felt if the pope had already said my dog would go to heaven in the mid-60s?

Wednesday, December 10, 2014

Dietary shakeup

Modifying again.

Set MyFitnessPal for 1200 calories today. That will include all foods except fruits and vegetables. Peas, lima beans, corn, potatoes, and other starchy vegetables will be calculated within the 1200. Broccoli, cabbage, green beans, and other vegetables of that ilk will not be counted. Logging will consist of the proteins, fats, starches, etc.

This is a trial. It's a combo of WW principles and paleo principles. I may or may not eat corn/limas/peas/legumes. I'll address that as it comes up.

The trial also includes avoiding sugar and artificial sweeteners, as well as honey and molasses and coconut crystals (heading off diabetes issues; it does make a difference).

My next planned splurge is Christmas eve and Christmas. I will run the plan for at least a week starting tomorrow. For the balance of today, I'll continue to eat well.

Combo these plates. I rarely eat dairy, but don't mind it. Let's do this thing. Pact reset today too.



Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Metabolism be damned

Kinda cute, huh?


My comment to myself today is buckle down. To that end, I'm making a breakfast of onions, zucchini, bacon, and eggs. If you look at the breakdown, carbs are low, protein and fat are good.

One of the fun things about continuing to have birthdays is a slower metabolism. That doesn't mean that exercise, good eating, good rest, and joy of life don't have an effect; they do. Consistency is more key now than ever before. Every day needs to be a kick it day with 'bleh' days being the anti-norm.

So, here we go. This old broad is gonna make this day count.

Monday, November 24, 2014

Good news on the diabetes front

Diabetes still sucks. That won't change. But I have it; it doesn't have me. Such a cliche, but true to the bone.

I had my 3-month appointment today and I totally thought it would end with "Time for injecting insulin lessons." But it didn't. My hemoglobin A1c had gone down 2 points. I've been working to make that happen, but not as hard as I can. My spirit was raised at least the 2 points the HgbA1c went down. My goal is 2 more points down. At any rate, I have 3 months to work on this determinedly and make it happen.

Along those lines, I really need to keep closer to paleo than I've been doing. The better job I do with balancing proteins and carbohydrates, the better I feel and apparently the hemoglobin A1c reacts. I had stopped taking my blood sugars, but will be reintroducing that to my daily routine. Since my fasting blood sugar is so high, the decision was made to split the Amaryl in half and take 2 mg in the morning and 2 mg at night (dinner for now). I'll need to make sure I have a snack, but that's definitely not a problem! I'm also moving 1 of the 2 metformin to the night and 1 in the morning.

The last part of the plan is to reign in the eating. Weight Watchers is fabulous, but the Weight Watchers experiment is over. It's back to My Fitness Pal for logging and modified paleo for eating.

As I ride the high of a good doctor's report, I need to keep in mind the words he left me with - "This is about your health; it's not about your weight."

Monday, November 3, 2014

Diabetes sucks

Long story short, I was destined to have diabetes. PCOS all my life, insulin resistance, genetics, and on and on. I've been treated with meds, weight loss, and exercise, and doing okay. The last four months, though, blood sugars hate me. It's partly related to me and partly related to whatever. I'm working on the me part. The rejoining of Weight Watchers and keeping things as high protein/low carb as I can are part of that.


As we age, our eyes start to deteriorate. At least for most people. I'm not exception. I didn't need glasses until I turned 40, and it was a short hop to 24/7 glasses wearing. I'm okay with that.

I've had glaucoma and suspected glaucoma since I was a teen, so I go to an ophthalmologist every six months. I've been treated and not treated over the years. I'm treated with drops now.

I went today for my six-month check and field test, and it was all about the diabetes rather than the glaucoma. "Why aren't you on insulin already?" I was asked. "You're a ticking time bomb" (in terms of diabetic retinopathy) I was told. "You have a 'blah blah blah' cup to disc ratio" I was told. No complications - yet. "See you again in six months. Get your sugars under control."


I dressed up for Halloween and was an evil gramma in a rocking chair on a trail of terror. The picture above with wrinkles, lightened eyebrows, and crazy grayed and teased hair pretty much shows how I feel today. The difference is, I was having fun when that picture was taken Friday. 

Grooves come and go. I'll get my groove back soon, but for now, my mantra along with a hashtag is #diabetessucks.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

What the what? Flu shot making me sick?

Okay, this sucks. I got a flu shot yesterday like the responsible aging citizen that I am. Guess what? I got sick as a mad dog last night with fever, chills, interrupted sleep, and general ickiness. I've never had this happen before and I'm not happy about it.

Short post today. Get your damned flu shot. Here's hoping for no side effects for you!

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

Derned upper arms!

Upper arms are a pisser as you a) age and/or b) lose weight.

Losing weight leaves that lovely flab o'skin that 'waves bye bye' when you wave bye bye.

You know, this thing! If you don't have that, good for you. I know that in every exercise class I go to, we do some kind of move to firm that bitch up. Does it work? I don't know, but that leads us to part b of our arms are a pisser equation.

The front of that darned arm.

That one. The muscly piece. The Popeye muscle. That there is another bitch. As you age, things tend to hurt a little as you exercise them. Cough, cough. I say a little to reinforce my personal belief that it's not a big deal. In my case, I over-exercised that bad boy, the bicep, and it took a couple weeks or so for it to not hurt at night. General movement during the day kept it under control, but as soon as I would hit the bed, boom. That thing hurt like nobody's business. I was beginning to wonder if I was having a stroke! A couple of days ago, I noticed it didn't hurt so much anymore. Weeks! How did bouncing back turn to taking that long? Where did resilience go? And what can I do to get it back.

One of my exercise mates said she had to give up another instructor's class due to using water resistance "weights" too much. What hurt? The bicep. It took her a few weeks to get over it.

Oh boy. That doesn't bode well for getting that resilience to return, does it?

My theory is this: Our arms are meant to work and work hard. Otherwise, why would they be hanging from our shoulders like they do? In order to keep them in good shape so they can do their jobs, exercise needs to be consistent and if there's a push, it needs to be gradual, building up to a higher level of movement. So for me, I'll continue lifting light weights, using the "weights" in the pool lightly, and stretching every chance I get.

This is what I do - arm and shoulder stretches - but don't you do it unless it's safe for you.

That bye-bye thing, I think we just might be stuck with it. I think of it as another badge of honor, war wound of my weight loss. It's my fourth day on the combination paleo/Weight Watchers plan, and things are going fairly smoothly. I'm being creative with my cooking and going to my water exercise classes. I'll start up with progress pictures again on the next weigh-in. Argh.


Sunday, October 26, 2014

Gray haired weight watcher

Have you been to Walmart lately? I have. It sure seems like a lot of people using those electric carts are unable to use a regular one because of their weight. I could be wrong. I'm surely wrong in some cases. But it makes me wonder as a formerly overly obese person. If you don't move, you don't lose weight. You can use a buggy as a walker if you need to.

On the other hand, when I was super obese and had bad knees, I couldn't walk through the airport after a while. For the first year after I had my left knee replaced, I used a cane. But I did get the wheelchair people to help me out. So who am I to say?

Here I am almost 60 and I move better than I have in the last 30 years. Bad knees, weight, and general out-of-shapeness were all working against me. It was a tough time to be me.

As I've aged, though, I worry less about what people think of me. Maybe that's the way the Walmart people and wheelchair people who are simply overweight feel. With less family responsibility and work being an almost piece of cake, I can focus a little bit more on me. I still have family, but the kids are pretty independent and my husband asks very little of me. We both give to one another because it's a natural way to be with someone you've been married to for 38 years as of yesterday. I don't zig when he zags as much as I used to; now we sort of are in step with one another, but I digress.

I always said that when I turned 50, I didn't give a fuck anymore, but I don't think that's 100% true. My 50s have been a time of major change, from fat to almost fit, from not walking well to walking wherever and whenever I want, and just general okayness about life in general. I've made the decision to grow old with good humor and avoid negativity at every turn.

So, there's a little ramble for you. I'm on the right path with Weight Watchers/Primal eating. The foods are pretty much the same as with paleo, but now I count. I'm determined to take off the last of the weight I want to lose and keep it there. I want my funky clothes!

Last thing. I saw an older woman at Fresh Market the other day. She had a caretaker with her. She was using a walker and appeared to have a tough time with mobility. But you know what? She had nice clothing, sensible shoes, a fun hairdo, and seemed to be okay in her own skin. We can all only hope to be in that situation when our time comes. I could read pride all over her. I want to be her when I'm her age.

Saturday, October 25, 2014

Weight loss decision, take 37+

After I had my left knee replaced, I joined Weight Watchers (again!) on July 25, 2011. After losing about 30ish pounds, I had my right knee replaced. Overall, I lost 65+ pounds and felt really good. Around November 2012, I stopped losing and honestly, I probably stopped trying so hard. Who knows what pathology got in the way, but it did. Fast forward to April 2013, when my doctor suggested I try a Whole30. I did. Full steam ahead for the month of May. Following that, I was strict paleo, and got to about 85 pounds down. Somewhere between then and now, I've put 20 back on and had a come-to-jesus talk with myself last week and decided to rejoin Weight Watchers. Yesterday was my first meeting. It ends a half hour before exercise class starts, so that's going to work out well schedule wise. This is the first time in my life I said STOP! Hammer time. Yay me.

Part of what has changed is that I'm older. I don't have as much to prove. Not that I really did before, but it's a turn of a phrase that seems to work for the situation. There may be some evidence that having a little extra body weight is better for seniors. I'll never be a size 0, so I'm probably okay in that regard.

I am gonna be a fashionable old lady. With the things I'm sewing, my wardrobe is becoming funky, slowly but surely. (Hey, don't call me Shirley!) It's been a dream of mine to wear what I want in the style I want, and I'm achieving it. That's one reason for the need to put the brakes on with food again. Clothes or food? Food or clothes? I can wear groovy clothes with a decent weight and my diabetes under control. There's no vice versa there.

I think another change is that I'm a happy person. Today is our 38th anniversary. I know that weight and money don't make happy. People and self do. I have no false expectations anymore.

So, there you go. It's me and Weight Watchers with a paleo focus to keep the diabetes straight and get that 20 pounds off. It needs to go and I'm willing to put myself into the getting rid of it.

Sunday, October 12, 2014

Growing old together, those aches and pains that bind

After my shopping at Whole Foods yesterday, I took the cart to the area where they are kept and was preparing to put it away. In front of me stood a gentleman. In front of him, there was a partially bent over woman appearing to be several years older than me struggling slowly to turn a cart around. She had taken it from the line of carts and was shuffling one inch at a time to make a 180. I gave her big props in my mind for being out there and doing things for herself. 

As I stood with my empty cart, I addressed the gentleman in front of me, "Would you like to have this cart?" He turned to me, swept his arm toward the older woman with the cart and said, "No thank you. I'm waiting for my wife." 

There's not much to that story, but it made me warm and fuzzy inside. He did not say it sarcastically. He did not make a click sound to show annoyance. He did not act rushed or otherwise put out by the waiting. He lovingly referred to his wife as his wife, and smiled. We can all only hope for this type of relationship along with the changes our bodies may make over time.

While I was shopping, I was driven to buy healthy foods to feed my paleo soul. I was annoyed from time to time by rushing shoppers or those other customers who seemed to be bothered by my presence in "their" store. I delighted in grandparents with little ones in their carts. What I wasn't doing was thinking about how others might be struggling just to make it into the store. 

The passage of time, even when we dare to stay fit and eat well, does a number on our bodies. Somewhere around age 60, things change. Muscles and joints don't want to do their thing as efficiently as they once did. In my case, my original knees are long gone. I have highly efficient fake knees that have given me new life. I notice a twinge here and there that wasn't a part of my life at a younger age. Unexplained muscle aches are the norm. But I try not to let them stop me. My husband is the same. Once in a while, his back throws up its middle finger and tells him to hold up. Or maybe his knee will read him the riot act. But we both move a lot and plan on moving a lot more. We help each other out and offer assistance where we can, but we also respect the other's ability to do pretty much anything we want to do, relying on the other to ask for help if they need it.

Which brings me back to yesterday's Whole Foods experience. The husband was respecting his wife's ability to fetch and turn that cart around. He patiently, without reservation, allowed her to do it at her pace. Who cares if it takes a little longer now? They were there together and the love was evident.

I didn't shop with this couple. I did leave the parking lot thinking about them. What more can you ask of a relationship? They were together and yet, they were their own people. 

I did take my good paleo foods home and am fixing a pot of chili today with some of what I bought. It was my husband's choice. 

Grow Old With Me - No attribution for this photo is available. If it's yours, let me know and I'll credit you immediately. 

Saturday, October 11, 2014

Welcome to my world - Daughter time and a day off

I promised some Zen aging stuff, and here it is:

I told my sister today that Zen boils down to one word - be.  So it would make sense that now would be my favorite time. And it is. It's what I have and it's where I am.

And here where I was today:

My daughter and I had an early day date for girl time. We went out to breakfast at Mimi's Cafe (no paleo today!) and had more conversation than I ever had with my own mother. She mentioned that she had found a gray hair (she's 30) and I pointed to my silvery hair and reminded her of what was to come. I recently learned that as my body matures, it doesn't seem to like swimming laps for long periods of time, and so I will not be doing that any longer. We talked about that and she was genuinely sad for me. It was a touching moment. I realized that she understood how important swimming was to me. What I failed to tell her is that I'll continue to swim a little, just not for a half mile at a time. We discussed her school experiences as she continues through grad school. We took our time and we dallied after we ate, just talking. I learned that my daughter is as good a listener as a person can be. I'm very proud of her.

We headed for Whole Foods, mostly to shop for her. I picked up some pancetta and fruit, and she grabbed most of what is in the cart. She said, "Mom, look at the pumpkin." So I did. I knew she was getting ready to take a picture. I made her show it to me before she put it on Facebook! Since I have lost weight, I'm not so shy in front of a camera any longer. 

So enjoy the number of your age. Enjoy the year, the month, the day, the hour, the minute, and the now. 

Go and spend some time with a family member or a friend and just talk. 

And then go to Whole Foods and buy stuff! 

Friday, October 10, 2014

Changing tact

I have an interesting year ahead of me - the last of my 50s. I'm on a speeding train heading toward 6-0. Hang with me while I learn to write and say the word "sixty."

I went from not being able to wear pants in elementary school to wearing jeans, Pea coats, and high top blue suede tennis shoes in high school. They gave 18-year-olds the vote and came to our high school to register us. They stopped the draft when my schoolmates turned 18. We weren't allowed to trust anyone over 30 and Vietnam was coming to a close. Bras had long since been burned and women were torn between career or the 50s and 60s wife and mother image, but we were prepared to do it all. Much has changed historically, but principles and philosophies of many of my friends have remained the same. We didn't all "sell out," as it was called, bowing to "the man." We believed in peace and began the Earth Day movement (from Arbor Day to Earth Day, if I remember correctly).

And now, we, I are moving into our supposed golden years and how the hell is that supposed to feel, to change us, to accentuate or disintegrate our lives?

Oh yeah, it's time to change tact here. There will still be me and my paleo, but more importantly, it's time to admit that 6-0 is headed my way and other than body rebellion, I don't think I have or will change all that much.

Join me. This should be fun.

Saturday, October 4, 2014

21 days, that's all it takes? The when.

Studies say it takes 21 days to break or change a habit. Smoking, overeating, biting nails, all that good stuff. You can change it in 21 days. I sorta say bullshit.

I am a dyed in the wool food addict. I'd love to say that is not true. I'd love to say there's an easy way to not be a food addict. There are surely 1000 whys and probably 1000 possible solutions to which a professional can point.

I have most recently battled this addiction via better eating. It's a great way to live, but the shit shines through once in a while and falls occur. Deep, dark falls into the depth of the binge (for a better word) that are more and more difficult to recover from as they occur.

Whole30 followed by paleo/primal/organic eating treats my body in the best ways possible. I don't experience seasonal allergies, my blood sugar is under control, I sleep well and seem motivated to exercise.

In the past, there was Weight Watchers, during which I lost a considerable amount of weight, but was still too high carb for my particular health issues.

I've addressed eating with extremely low calories, high exercise levels, and multiple other methods.

And with the exception of the paleo/primal/organic eating, I've always bounced back into addictive behavior, eating when I didn't need or really want to, making poor choices, bingeing.

My addiction appears to be related to the time of day when the sun goes down. Fucked up, but that's the common thread for sure.

I have more to say, but that's enough for right now. I know the time when I'm most likely to splurge to the nth degree. The what and the why and the how and the fucked up hiding of food are to come.

Later. It's night now. Dinner is behind me. My 2 hour post meal blood sugar was low, so the evening snack is also done.

Here's how I know I'm an addict and have mini withdrawals - my cheeks tighten. So stupid.

For tonight, I will be stronger than the desire to eat food, especially food that has no redeeming value other than to play the role of heroin being shot into my arm. The pleasure is short lived and the discomfort can last for days.

It's all good, though. I'm looking at the bright side of tending to withdrawal.

Thursday, September 25, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 3.2

Tomorrow, I get to leave off the point two from the day numbers. Whew.

Simple - eggs with spinach, tomatoes whirled and warmed, and some pancetta. 

Wednesday, September 24, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 2.2

My fasting blood sugar was 168! I cannot remember the last time it was below 200. That's amazing, fricking amazing. Let's keep this up, Donna!

Yesterday, I made zucchini fritters with a half apple and whole zucchini. I had one left, so warmed that up, cracked a couple eggs on top of it, and had that with a side of pancetta. Leftovers do make a tasty breakfast. 

Lunch was almond butter and banana. Not sure it set well with me. 

Late posting of dinner, a day late. Turkey, pancetta as seasoning (didn't eat it), and shredded potatoes browned in ghee.

Tuesday, September 23, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 1.2 (Recipe - zucchini fritters with apples)

I can't call this day 5 because I fell off the strict wagon yesterday, so we'll call it 1.2. When I get to day 5 again, off comes the .2! Falling off the wagon led to higher blood sugars too. Surprise! Not. Not acceptable.
Husband is on his way to NJ with his brother for the day. I cooked bacon much earlier today for his sandwich and my breakfast. Therefore, I ate mine then! Later, I tossed fresh asparagus in the pan and saluted them fairly quickly, took them out, added the two eggs, and when they were done, put two whirled Campari tomatoes in the pan. And there you have it, breakfast! Very good stuff. 

I'm sticking the Whole30. Fucking up is not an option. The end.

A few folks have been posting zucchini fritters on the post W30 Facebook page. I absolutely copied them for lunch. Most of the ones shown on the FB page have some sort of flour in them. I did things a little differently.
Recipe:  I shredded 1 zucchini and 1/2 of an apple, added 2 eggs and some pumpkin pie spice. I mixed this completely and let the flavors meld in the refrigerator for about a half hour. I melted about a tablespoon of ghee on a flat pan and made 3 patties of the mixture on the pan. I browned one side quickly on a medium high heat and then turned them over, lowering the heat to a medium low. I wanted the zucchini and apple cooked through, and they were after a while. I turned the heat back up and browned the slow cooked side. That's it.

The ham was left over from last night. I wasn't able to finish it after having 2 of the fritters! Abbey enjoyed the leftovers (only the ham). I put the third fritter in the frig and will have it tonight or tomorrow. 

A nice combo. Left over Hungarian goulash broth in which I cooked the cubed potatoes and broccoli, and a side of beef filet. So tasty. I have a bit of the broth left. I'm not sure what I'm going to do with it, but I'm not tossing it out.

My 2-hour blood sugar after dinner was low. I need to maybe have fruit with dinner or I need to be taking less medication. This low stuff is not cool. I had to add carbs mid-day and again after dinner to cover lows. Argh.

Monday, September 22, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 4

Another day, another adventure. I tossed and turned all night, and am not at 100% this morning. I'm returning to my exercise class at the pool. I didn't do well with going to swim laps independently and miss the people. I've been walking a mile or so three times a week, but it's not the same. Every joint I have is a brewing ache and I want to nip this in the bud right now. I won't be one of those people who hurts all the time. It's not me. W30 should help with inflammation if that's the issue.

Simple. Mushrooms from last night, eggs, and bacon. 

Sunday, September 21, 2014

Whole 30 #2, Day 3

A few thoughts about what paleo "is." There are many definitions of paleo. Some consider it a lifestyle related closely to what our ancestors may have eaten, as in what was available to them. They were hunters and gatherers, walked barefoot, spent a considerable amount of their time outside, and we assume they slept well.

I am no expert, so will link you to those who are:

Robb Wolf, Dr. Loren Cordain, the Hartwigs at Whole30, and many others.

Now that we got that out of the way, on to my impressions. Whole30 is a great way to start eliminating the Standard American Diet from your life. It is a strict, very strict, way of eating that consists of proteins, vegetables, fruits, and healthy fats. No dairy, legumes, grains, sugar in any form, or alcohol. It's a tough sell to someone used to bagels for breakfast and sandwiches for lunch. But it's a worthwhile effort. All of a sudden, you're reading every label in the store and finding that there's sugar in every damned thing. Processed foods are full of ingredients you can't pronounce and the preservatives out there are plentiful. Both are discouraged not only during a Whole30, but the following, I hope, paleo or primal (another day on that one) diet beyond Whole30.

During my Whole30 in May 2013, I trended toward organic products as well. I've stuck with that habit, visiting the farmers market, shopping for quality produce at local stores, and have been purchasing higher quality meats. Sugar-free bacon and sausage are either purchased at a farmers market or from Wellness Meats. During Whole30, I drink no diet sodas. Off Whole30, I have one once in a while. I am human, you know.

Paleo to me is just a word. It connotes the caveman philosophy, but it also defines what foods I should eat for overall health, weight loss and maintenance, and diabetes control. I have found nothing else that is as sustainable and realistic, and it takes me back to my days of organic eating for myself and my children. I'll leave the philosophical rationale to others. I'm not living in cave days. I doubt I'd want to.

I've addressed what I eat in many posts before this. I won't go over it again. But I do eat well. I eat as close to the earth as possible. I shop at several stores to meet my needs. I love watching my blood sugar react positively.

This is day 3 of my second Whole30. I've started many. I intend to see this one through.

Kind of a fun breakfast. Kind of a weird combo - spinach, eggs, banana, and pumpkin pie spice, whirled in the Magic Bullet and cooked on both sides in a ghee coated pan. A very different kind of omelette. The banana flavor overrode the spinach flavor, a la a smoothie. 

One of the reasons I keep cucumbers around is because sometimes, I just don't feel like cooking. The Applegate salami, when gone, won't be replenished. I've tried the Wellness Meats salami and it's just not very good, in my opinion. I'll hold off on buying this again till the Whole30 is over. And then there's my last golden delicious apple (half of one) with cinnamon. I have 2 honey crisp apples ready on the counter, but want to finish the last of the older apples first. And that's lunch!

Dinner is served - burger, lots of mushrooms, and a touch of mustard. 

Saturday, September 20, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 2

FBS was down a bit today. Blood sugars all day yesterday were low and then lower.

I watched Fed Up this morning. It's must see viewing for anyone who is concerned about the health of themselves, their children, and people in general. The Hartwigs address much of what is presented in the documentary in It Starts with Food, but it's seen as extremist and limiting to people who don't really read and understand it. I did a rental from Amazon, but will probably buy it for people I love and care for. The interweaving of the food industry and the government is fascinating. There is convincing correlation between how the tobacco industry relented on their advertising and how the food industry should probably do the same. As an example, I was at Joann's buying fabric the other day and at the checkout, at a fabric store, was junk food galore - sweets specifically. Why is that in a fabric store and why is it at children's eye level? We all know why. Watch it if you have a chance. In fact, make time to watch it. 

Moving on. Breakfast today is a lot like yesterday except that I made an extra piece of pancetta for Abbey and used zucchini rather than asparagus. The key to the tomatoes going with the eggs, in my opinion, is the warming up process. This time, I whirled them and put them in the pan after I removed the eggs. That gives the tomatoes a nice warm temperature and changes the taste to a deeper flavor ever so slightly. Who needs ketchup? Campari tomatoes for the win. 

Here's the thing. I've been on a new med for diabetes for a couple months now. It's done a good job, but as I am doing the Whole30, I'm discovering that I may not need it in the long run. I was on it before and went off of it with my first Whole30 in May 2013. If the blood sugar remains low this week, I will halve the dose, as mentioned before, and see where it lands. Right now, I am having to add a snack mid morning and late afternoon to avoid a dangerous low. Interesting. And eye opening.

Parsley from the garden, small cubes of new potatoes, green beans, onions, and a small filet. I was hungry for lunch and this did the trick.

A quick observation, though. I tend to want something sweet after meals. I am looking forward to that going away. I'm saving fruits for snacks to avoid blood sugar lows, so fruit with a meal is not an option right now. I need to work this out. I don't like being controlled by desire rather than need. 

Same stew/soup as last night, but the carrots were more done and the flavors more blended. It was no less amazing than last night. I'm so glad I have a couple servings frozen for another day. Cooked celery is the bomb!

Friday, September 19, 2014

Whole30 #2, Day 1

Day 1, meal 1. We can call it breakfast. 
This is a lot like my normal breakfast with a couple exceptions - no ketchup and no cheese. I cooked the asparagus with the pancetta, took out the pancetta and drained excess grease, added two eggs to the asparagus, and cooked them through on both sides. Then I added a couple Campari tomatoes I had whirled in the Magic Bullet to the pan, warmed them through, and served. Who needs ketchup when there are such wonderful tomatoes around. The key was the warming. It brings out the deep tomato taste that I love with eggs.

I had a couple errands to run and one included the 7-11. I did not buy anything other than what I went in to get. That doesn't sound like much to most people, but it's big for me. It's a small victory. One of what will be many along the way.

I also weighed myself. I will stay off the scales for the 30 days, but I wanted to get a baseline. Eeep. That part is done. Now to move on and enjoy my 30 days of freedom from crap. Oh, and I dumped all the Diet Dr Pepper down the sink. I thought I would finish them before I started, but there were three left that are no longer with me. I was drinking one a day. I will miss it, but not much. I have bubbles in other forms - Perrier and sparkling water from Whole Foods. 

On another note, my blood sugar 2 hours after breakfast was 50 points lower than my fasting blood sugar. That's a very good thing. Part of my reason for doing a hard core second Whole30 is to work on diabetes control. I want to get off the last medication I started. It causes scary lows if I don't eat and I don't like that one little bit. 

I had a bit of orange mid-day to make sure my blood sugar did not dip. Later, lunch. 

Simple and delicious - cucumber with S&P, salami, and cantaloupe. Sated and craving nada. Just the way it should be. 

Blood sugar was 98 two hours after lunch. That's symptomatic for me, but my body will adjust. It is so used to being in the 200 range that it doesn't know how to act when a normal reading is achieved! So, I had a banana. I'm not into light headedness and shaking. 

I filled my crock pot this morning with amazing things - carrots, celery, mini potatoes, and a whole onion, all chopped and in uniform pieces; some ice cube tray poultry stock from the freezer, two small boxes of chicken stock; garlic; sage and poultry from the herb garden on the deck; and topped it with a chicken breast and three wings. And then....and then.... and then.... this happened!

To say the least, I had a great dinner. 

I now have two jars ready to go in the freezer and a bowl with about 2 cups of soup/stew in it for tomorrow. The freezer servings do not have chicken in them. I can add that or left over turkey when I warm it up.  I look forward to a cold day when I just need some soup to make everything better. 

Reflections: One time today, I wanted some Cheerios of all things. It was not as traumatic as I thought it would be when I dumped the Diet Dr Pepper down the sink. Such stupid things we become attached to. I am high on motivation at the moment and want to ride this crest all the way to bedtime. I will have some fruit before I turn in. With the proper eating, the blood sugar is going to be low. I will probably cut the lowering medication in half next week if this continues. I have that permission and will use it if need be. Day one down. 

Thursday, September 18, 2014

A couple of quotes to end the day:

The Hartwigs on the difficulty of a Whole30:

"It is not hard. Don’t you dare tell us this is hard. Quitting heroin is hard. Beating cancer is hard. Drinking your coffee black. Is. Not. Hard. You won’t get any coddling, and you won’t get any sympathy for your “struggles”. YOU HAVE NO EXCUSE not to complete the program as written. It’s only thirty days, and it’s for the most important health cause on earth – the only physical body you will ever have in this lifetime."

Lisa G from Post 30 Paleo on Facebook:

Lisa G I've had a couple slip ups but it's all good in the CAN do this. Get your head in the game..and. QUIT BUYING THE F'IN DIET SODA!!!. Love ya.

Lisa G You've got this's just food and it's just 30 days.

Yep. I got this shit.

Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Whole30 Prep and Thought Processing

Prepping for Friday. Thinking about what I have on hand and the best use of the good foods. My bacon and sausage are sugar free, so they're not a problem. I have dried fruits for times when I really am at wit's end, but that's not the best time to eat on W30 or any time. I picked up a couple cucumbers for slicing and having available. During my first W30, I ate cucumbers every day and remember that I really enjoyed that.

Here are some things I thought of right off the bat for cooking:

Chicken crock pot - celery, onions, carrots (handful of spinach?)
cabbage, onions, potatoes, carrots
cauliflower/rutabaga mash
spinach in freezer for eggs, etc.
Steak and mushrooms with green beans, use horseradish
Steak and mushrooms with the leftover goulash stock (already W30 compliant)
coconut milk and frozen fruits
Waldorf salad (chop some celery when doing the chicken crock)
tuna fish cakes using some of the leftover tuna
Pot of chili with beans for Richard and not for me. Maybe green beans. Maybe potatoes. Maybe nothing for me.
Frozen squash and potato mash.

I need to remember to check the freezer every morning. I have frozen fruits and vegetables galore. Cinnamon on warmed up fruit is really good and the coconut milk/cream is a nice addition.


Hard boiled eggs
Cut up cucumbers
Celery sticks with newer package of celery; cook the older celery.


Diet Dr Peppers






Stuff hanging around that doesn't fit the program and can't be frozen or fed to the dog.


W30 pages on Pinterest and web.

I need to process my thoughts like this. I have some mental health days ahead as Richard is out of town and other than responsibility to dog, work, and self, I'm free to be myself and choose wisely.

Monday, I may be going to Baltimore to hang with my nephew for a couple days as he begins his radiation therapy. I have take-with foods already in mind.

Whole30 starts now

Yep. I'm going to do a Whole30. I'm just sick of detours I've been taking.

It not only begins with food, it begins with my breakfast. I have all the right foods because I eat very close to paleo/Whole30 90% of the time.

So when do I start this thing? This is my worst time as Richard is out of town. Could I turn it around and make it my best time? I could sure try.

Can I make it 30 days without pumpernickel, cheese, and yogurt?

I did it once before and the results were nothing less than stunning.

I'd like to be done before October 25; that's our sort of anniversary. It's the one we celebrate.

Today is the 17th. The dog can finish up the cheese. I can freeze the pumpernickel. I can tuck the oatmeal away for another day. The yogurt can go in File 13.

September 19 is day 1. That makes today W30 -2.

I've been so sick of paleo-ish eating lately and I think it's a mental thing. I'm just being a dork. I need to rein it in and just do it. Even if I last a week (no!!!! go 30 days!!!!), I'm way better off than I am now. My body is screaming for control.

Monday, September 8, 2014

Tuesday's goals, Wednesday's goals

Post more than one meal (blog more than one time).

Exercise with new DVD.

Update: I did those thing! Yay, goals achieved.

Goals for Wednesday:

Exercise with that African dance DVD again. That was fun.

Do not stop after Citizens Police Academy to get a snack.

Post lunch on P30P.

Let's make it a day of pictures! (Recipe: Another breakfast casserole)

This casserole made me very happy. Here's the layering from the bottom up:
  • Thinly sliced fingerling or new potatoes - Just enough to make a thin layer on the bottom of the casserole dish. I used 4, but would use less next time.
  • Tomatoes, either fresh or canned and drained - I used a can of organic tomatoes chopped and drained them, but a large fresh one would work too
  • Browned/caramelized onions - I used a large onion and browned them last night
  • Sausage - I cooked mine last night and used 3 small crumbled patties in the casserole; I used hot sausage. 
  • Eggs (I whirled mine in the Magic Bullet) poured over top
  • Shredded cheese (Optional)
  • I used an 8" square casserole dish and baked at 350° for about 40 minutes. 

This could be made Whole30 friendly or you can branch out and make it a little more paleo/primal like mine. Today, though, this is my breakfast and not yours! 

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Beginning the week with thoughts, invoking Mojo!

224 felt really good.

Thigh numbness has been gone until a few pounds were gained. Weight related.

Right large toe is goofy. Weight and diabetes related.

Vision is not as good as it was. Age and diabetes (?) related.

Ooomph is varying more than I care to admit. Weight and diabetes related.

Night eating continues. I'm a fucking food addict. Weight and diabetes suffer as a result.

I need to put on my warrior hat. The fight for my continued health and life continues. I can't see this as anything other than a battle against my shoulder devil who says I can do whatever I want whenever I want. The other shoulder holds a healthy angelic creature telling me, "You can do it!" She's right. I can and I will.

There's no need to look back. There is a need to live today as best I can and make health the first task to attend to. It's all about food and exercise.

A little self-talk never hurt.

For now, the warrior with major mojo is on board and will make it so.

Leftovers make the best breakfast. I had some broccoli/potato mash that I added to a couple eggs and browned in a pan It fell apart, but who cares? It was still delicious. I finished it with a sprinkle of sea salt and some sharp cheddar shreds. Pancetta rounded it off and once again, I feel like I've had restaurant food!

Monday, August 25, 2014

Day 2 of self-talk and trying hard

My goal for the next couple months or so is to lose 10 pounds. That's in addition to sticking close to paleo/primal while maintaining a decent blood sugar level, avoiding lows with the new medication. I am trying not to obsess about food, but when I was obsessing, I did a really good job of balancing proteins and carbs along with a fair amount of fruits and a huge amount of vegetables. Maybe I should obsess?

For today, my FBS was 268. That's pretty good for me. My loaf of pumpernickel from Whole Foods is now gone. I won't buy it again. It's too tempting. If I get a loaf of Pepperidge Farm, I freeze it and use it sparingly. I just couldn't let this fresh bread see the inside of a freezer; that would be a crime against humanity!

The French toast was so good yesterday that I soaked the ends of the bread in eggs and did it again. I'm running low on fresh veggies, so into the bag of frozen green beans with me! I cooked those with the pancetta and feel like I've eaten gourmet once more. 

I'm not sure yet where lunch will take me, but I'm ready for whatever it ends up being. I need to hard boil some eggs for sure!

Sunday, August 24, 2014

Jumping into the primal pool feet first

I have a few slices of pumpernickel from Whole Foods left, and I'm not about to toss it out. So, I gussied it up with a good soak in organic eggs and called it French toast. The patty pan squash was cooked with the pancetta and was really delightful. I'm almost out of those. The garden is starting to burn out, but there are a few left on the vines. To top it all off, I cut up half of my last garden tomato, warmed it in the pan, and tossed it on top of the French toast. I felt like I was eating food from a 5 star restaurant. Okay, maybe not that good, but pretty damned close. 

Finishing up some other things I have. Gluten free, flax/pumpkin waffles (Whole Foods goodie), yogurt, and peach for lunch. My pre-lunch blood sugar was down from the fasting (260 fasting, 251 before lunch), so that's a good thing. I got a 3/4 mile walk in earlier. I believe I'll be back to swimming this week now that the dog scratch wound is healed. It was way too deep for my comfort when it comes to a public pool. 

My goal this week is to up the veggie intake. I've been a little lax compared to this time last year. I have plenty of good food to prepare and plenty of impetus to get it done. My weakness is the last night. There's nothing new about that. With the new meds, I have to have a little something, but I do not have to have a pint of ice cream. That's slow suicide. 

Sunday, August 10, 2014

The great diabetes experiment continues

FBS 303. Medication taken.

Same as yesterday. Tomato, egg, pancetta, cheese, S&P, multigrain thin bagel. 

Saturday, August 9, 2014

The great diabetes experiment begins

FBS 279
Starting Amaryl 2 mg a day this week. Up to 4 mg next week if BS does not improve.
Hybrid paleo diet, 80/20.

Multigrain bagel thin, 1/2 slice cheese, tomato, Wellness Meats sugar free bacon, and an egg. Oh yeah, lots of pepper. Love pepper with eggs and with tomatoes. These bagel thins had the lowest carb and sugar content. I may or may not continue with them. Pumpernickel, if any bread, is a good choice because of its low glycemic index. It has not been a problem for me thus far, either stomach wise or blood sugar wise. 

The sandwich was delicious. I'll be so sad when the tomatoes are gone!

Before lunch BS 263. The medicine is working for sure. 

Cottage cheese and watermelon, and I didn't photograph the Applegate salami that I had with it. So far, the carbs and protein are in a good range for the day and for both meals. Like I said, a hybrid diet. Probably more primal than paleo, but I'm good with that. 

Whoa. Before dinner, BS was 133. I haven't seen that number in a very long time. After dinner, it was 183. Again, pretty phenomenal. 

I picked a patty pan squash this morning and cooked that up with an onion. I put that mix on top of 3 little new potatoes. Yum. The pork was bleh, but it's okay. I won't buy that cut again. The applesauce was as amazing as it should be. 

Tuesday, July 29, 2014

Okay, here we go again, and again, and again (Recipe: banana pancakes)

So simple and so amazing.
1 banana
2 eggs
Good sized shake of pumpkin pie spice
Whirl the above in a Magic Bullet or blender. Pour into a pan which has ghee melted in it.
Turn in one piece if you can.
Brown on both sides. 
Cut into pieces and plate.
Add about a tablespoon of coconut milk as a garnish.

Ooooh, good lunch. Patty pan squash from the garden, onions, chicken, and paprika to make it pretty. All cooked up in gheeeeeee! 

The last bite of this tasted like every pot roast my mother ever made. Nice memories! Beef, onions, carrots, garlic powder, celery salt, paprika, new potatoes, and beef stock all in the same pot. I braised the beef and onions, tossed the rest of the stuff in, and let it simmer until the new potatoes were done. Very nice dinner with an amazing taste. 

Monday, July 28, 2014

Focus: Blood sugar levels

Gonna bring them down!

Leftovers from yesterday - breakfast casserole - with fresh pineapple. Delicious.

The focus today is eating right and seeing my BS go down. I didn't sleep long at all last night and I feel a nap in my future, interrupted by blood sugar testing. 

I guess you'd say I'm primal. I'm not 100% paleo because I do enjoy a bit of dairy here and there. My base menu is paleo, sometimes even Whole30 strict, but the dairy is right now a part of things. The other item I have from time to time, which declassifies me completely, is pumpernickel bread. It's low glycemic index and does not affect my blood sure or affect digestion/stomach health for me at all. More to come on my definition of my diet.

Lunch was kind of weird. The chicken added an odd texture to the cantaloupe and Greek yogurt combo. I thought it would blend in like it does with a Waldorf salad. I was wrong. I probably won't do that again. Prosciutto and melon would probably be better. The melon was wonderful. I have a quarter of it left to eat. 

Sunday, July 27, 2014

Begin the beguine

 Wow! My birthday was amazing. First, I won tickets to see Robert Cray and John Hiatt, along with a meet and greet with Mr. Hiatt after. We were late (rain, traffic) and the ushers seated us in really nice seats in the rafters. There was some problem with the seating, so the head usher took one of our tickets to figure out what happened. Guess what? This view of Robert Cray is not what we were supposed to see. We had tickets in the orchestra box and no one noticed!
At intermission, we were moved to our real seats and got to see John Hiatt up close and personal. 
At the meet and greet, I expressed my thanks for his song, Blue Telescope, which got me through a lot back in 1994. It was a wonderful night and the traffic was much better, rain all gone, on the way home. Old people up after midnight! 
This morning, we're back! I love the challenge and health benefits of eating paleo/primal and that's just what I'm gonna do. This is a small casserole made with patty pan squash that I grew, a bit of shredded potatoes, a smaller bit of goat cheese, Virginia ham, and eggs. I finished it with Hungarian paprika and had the breakfast of queens. Soooo good. I have sea bass defrosting for dinner. Not sure where lunch will take me, but I'm ready (probably chicken, plantain bread, and apple).
Lunch was miscellaneous crap. Moving on.

Dinner was great. I've been wanting fish cakes for a while. These were made with chopped up sea bass (raw), some Old Bay, eggs, patty pan squash, and a smidgen of sweet potato flour. I seasoned the finished it with sea salt.  Really good.

Tuesday, July 22, 2014

3 Meals a Day

It's only three meals a day. What does it take to stay within those confines?

We shall begin again immediately.