Cranky Monkey
Actually, Monkey is coming very well. I’ve turned the heel on Sock #1 and am close to the point where I have to decrease for the toes. Robin’s socks are presently upstairs in the too-hot living room, and I may go hunting for them soon enough.
I came down to the oh-so-cool basement and turned on the tube (Robin is still snoozing. I can’t seem to wake him up) to find that “X-Weighted” was on. I’d link to it, but since they rebranded the TV station, the blurb(s) about the show on the website really suck. Basically, it’s a show that follows overweight folks for 6 months. They concentrate on one person per week, instead of an ensemble. Calgary is one of the cities that they film in (in fact, one of the girls from work apparently will be on the show). This week’s subject was a 20-something girl who started at 178 lbs, and wanted to lose enough to audition for the Raptor’s dance team.
Okay. I know that everyone has body issues, self-esteem issues, and all sorts of other brain traps…but I’d LOVE to weight 178 lbs! This chick…who wants to lose about 35 to 40 lbs, WILL NOT EAT VEGGIES!!! Then talks about cheating…and gets upset when she doesn’t lose weight.
Um….NO DUH. I’m not going to sugar-coat it. If you want to lose the weight, you have to put in the effort.
I admit it…I’ve gotten lazy in the past few weeks. Partly due to the heat, partly due to ennui. I know what I have to do to combat it, too. I need to find some new recipes for the summer weather, and I need to stop saying “Yes yes yes!” to cola and ice-cream.
I have found, through adjusting my daily diet, that sugar does NOT like me. If Atkins has done one thing for me, it has shown me that I have a HUGE sugar intolerance. The moment I reduce the amount of sugar in my daily diet, I feel great. I sleep better. I don’t get headaches. My skin is soft and pliable, and my eyes and hair are shiny and pretty.
When I go on a sugar-bender? Headaches. Sore knees. Greasy skin. Short-temper. Impatience. Nausea. Crampy-ness. Depression.
Yeah. THAT is how badly I react to sugar. And I’m not just talking about the obvious sugar like regular colas, ice-cream, chocolate, etc. I have to cut out refined flours too, as well as overly-sweet fruits. When I do this…I shine. I’m a happy girl. I need to knock off the “bad behaviour”.
I’m writing this mainly as an affirmation to myself, to remind myself part of the reason why I’m doing what I’m doing. 35 to 40 more pounds and I’ll be back around the weight I was when I moved out here from Toronto (albeit more healthfully). I’m looking forward to that day.
In the meantime, I need to look over the recipe boards on the low carb websites, and get this house clean so I can start dancing again. Time to get serious 
(oh…and if anyone HAS been watching X-Weighted, you may actually notice that they recommend a mainly controlled-carbohydrate approach to diet. This comforts me. Really.)
