Well. Since my doctor told me I hm had to lose weight I did. 3 Kim's in 2 weeks. Gotta slow down. I guess there is at least 1 kgm water but Still Added to the onesI had just lost I am - 6 compared to 6 months ago. Or 6%. Recipe ? No cheese no fat no chocolate half to a third of wine no milk less in my plate. More fruits (I guess it helps when I close the fridge leaving the sausage in and eat a peach instead). Sensation of mild hunger coming back - lovely to eat when hungry instead of just sitting and eat. Ah. And sport. 2 times a week at the gym and should go to karate. And my usual bike + vélib. Still 15 Kim's to go. It is a long way to Tipperary. ...
Temporarily, I have the opposite problem. I had to take a course of antibiotics for mild but nagging problem, and antibiotics always nauseate me. And I have zero appetite. The day before yesterday I ate absolutely nothing - I consumed nothing but tap water and fizzy mineral water, then yesterday I forced myself to eat a bit but it was basically a few chicken meatballs and some green salad.
No, I certainly don't want to put on weight! I've lost quite a bit of weight in recent years, and am very happy about that, but am a long way from what one would call "model-slim". But I am rather concerned, and also that when my appetite returns I'll want to eat crap like crisps (though I rarely eat them). I need some light but nutritious food.
And please, no smoothies. Those disgust me even when my appetite is perfectly normal. Slime.
Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 27, 2017 18:10:56 GMT
I am greedy. I am also fat. I did lose over a stone following a healthy eating plan (slimming world inspired) but I lost the plot and am struggling to get back on track. It's just a case of eating less and moving about more....SIMPLE...you think? I have no excuses and am not (completely) stupid. However I must get to grips with my weight before I develop type II diabetes or worse.
Portion control is a big deal. I cook as if I'm feeding 4 still altho most of the time two or maybe 3 of us are eating...
You made me laugh here. Anyway. Tomorrow no diet. Eating with my brother In liège at our favorite restaurant. We try to meet 3-4 times a year. Always great pleasure. Always too much food. Always too much wine. So be it. Meeting my brother is a feast and must remain so.
Does your brother live in Liège? I have friends there. What is your favourite restaurant there?
An old-fashioned recipe I really like is the Salade liégeoise. Mostly potatoes, green beans (I've also seen butter beans, but that is far less pretty in the context, lardons, a dressing and many possible variations. Some of those incorporate more meat and are a plat unique.
Bro lives in Welkenraedt at the German border. Half an hour from liege. Our restaurant is ´ la cour des grands ´.
La salade liégeoise is exactly as you described and the dressing must - must - include a lot - a lot - of Vinegar. My mother always yelled when my father was drowning the salad by adding vinegar and of course I would do the same just after. Naughty boy I was then.
well i have been hovering a few kg above my goal for a year now ... i know i could eat less than i do, but even as things are now, i get frustrated at times, so eating less to reach my goal would just mean i put the weight back on afterwards, as i can't keep eating that little in the long run. i suppose i have sugar addiction, but really, eating sweets or also other things just makes me so happy on the days i allow myself to eat freely ... the other difficulty is of course, when living with others, that i can't have only healthy things in the house, or cook only low calorie meals - and saying let the others eat and i have a salad won't work, if i see mr. r's pasta dishes i want to eat them, too ...
i wish mr. r. would like soups better, i make them sometimes, but would have soup at least twice a week - so many soups that are low in calories and still feel very filling. do you make soups often, cheery? for me, portion control used to be an issue too (and could become one again if i am not careful) but counting calories is one thing htat helps (so i know exactly how much i have on my plate, and that's all i get), and the other thing of course that helps is to fill up on the low calorie things and add the tasty heavy things only as a small bonus ...
Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 28, 2017 9:42:29 GMT
Well you lovely people have inspired me (for today anyway) Rikita I love chunky soups and have lots of recipes but my beloved isn't as keen...we end up having lots of crusty bread and butter with the soup...altho since I started making my own baked croutons it's not so much of a problem. Our favourite soups are red lentil and ham spicy soup...and I like squash soup made with butternut squash and carrots. I add spices to everything...
I'm not keen on creamy soups...which is good.
I used to think I was fat when I was young...but as I've aged the pounds have piled on, especially since I discovered baking. My sisters and I visit garden centres every week and often end up in the restaurant stuffing down cake...that needs to stop..
Whatagain, you've achieved a lot so the occasional treat isn't a problem. Well done btw.
Lagatta I am sorry to read about your lack of appetite. I know when my husband is on shift, I am finding I am having a loss of appetite and would happily just not eat that whole day so sometimes I watch a few of my favourite shows on the Food Network and it gets me into the kitchen to make myself something, whether it is soup, a salad or a toasted sandwich. I hope that once those antibiotics get flushed through your system that your appetite returns to normal.
Rikita and Cheery, I love soups as well!
Whatagain, treating yourself (occasionally) is a healthy aspect of diet, enjoy that meal with your brother! That is good for your health as well.
Boy, do I identify with that! I don't know how much of my problem has always been greed, or just simple incorrect use of food, i.e., eating out of boredom, depression, for a "reward", etc. I have been perfectly slender & in shape, but allowed it to creep back on. I am not a person who can accept my own excess weight -- don't think it "looks good on me" and am frankly ashamed of it. It's weird saying all this after having quoted Cheery, who has seen me do full justice to two big meals, even after whining about lack of appetite after a bout of food poisoning.
The problem I have now - absolute lack of appetite - is frankly weird. I'm definitely not an anorexic
LaGatta, after my afore-mentioned bout, I simply couldn't address a plate of food. If I tried to eat a meal, most if not all got thrown away. My friends were crackers and mineral water, to the point I was getting concerned. Finally, as I approached a supermarket desperately trying to think what might appeal, I realized that I'd love to have some ice cream. My brain's knee-jerk reaction was "ooo! fattening! bad!", but logic said it was better to get some calories and whatever attendant nutrients into my system. Ice cream got me back on track with eating, and with the positive side effect that my life-long bottomless appetite seems to have been curtailed into something more normal. I have in fact been losing weight slowly and sanely ever since. Not saying you should go get ice cream, necessarily, but that if there is some heretofore "forbidden" food that appeals right now, go ahead and eat it.
I apologize in advance if this had already been discussed in earlier pages I haven't read, but I'm wondering how many of us "ladies of a certain age" are experiencing a metabolic slowdown related to the hormone changes of menopause.
I've always had great metabolism and could eat as much as I wanted and still stay slim. But around age 60 all the muscle seemed to get replaced by fat, and though I'm still fairly slim, my tummy is expanding, even though I eat less than I ever have.
I know if I go on a crash diet any loss will come from my already too-bony face and my nicely rounded bosom (acc. To Mr. Kimby) instead of my "pooch". So I really don't want to starve myself just to see the scale drop a few pounds.
My face was never bony, and looks better since I have lost weight. Oh dear, the boobage problem. For me it is just another sign that a certain part of my life is over.
As fore my more serious (and counter-intuitive) problem, indeed I let myself have on of thoes small, round bakery pizzas from Fruiterie Milano - I could scarcekly eat half...) Then fortunately there was a special on tiny Nordic shrimp, so I ate some of those with rice and greens, but once again a tiny portion.
Mick, have some bean soup. Looking forward to being able to eat small portions thereof.
My doc says I must do sport. I went 4 times to the gym this week. A record for me. I do the cardio thing. I realise I like to do 2 runs of the ´ burn fast ´ program whilst looking at some junk on the internet. I should wear some kind of bandana to avoid having sweat on my eyes. Hiwever since the goal is to sweat I like to feel the drops of sweat before the fall on the floor.
Then I went to the diététician and was surprised by what she said. Basically I can't do what I want in the morning and must reduce féculents (?) - potatoes and worse rice and pasta as the days goes on. Best us to avoid it in the evening meal so that my body goes into my reserves during the night.
I went to London in late September for 4 days, swam every day in their pool, walked an enormous amount, and had one pint of bitter before the theatre. I brought raw oatmeal, muesli and bought yogurt to eat in my room for breakfast, which I do every morning in Paris. I did go to one restaurant, but only one, which wasn't that great.
My downfall is fudge. It's inexpensive at Tesco, so I brought some back to give to my "pretend nephews", who are really skinny.
I have had some health problems recently, but am thankfully getting over them.
I've increased my morning - read "dawn" - walks with the dog to 45 minutes instead of just 15, and have continued to increase after that. I make any excuse to walk, but I doubt if I will ever make 10,000 steps - and guess I just don't care about numbers.
I walk about an hour to the Auguste Blanqui market, and spend about another hour there -wandering and waiting. Otherwise, I walk to the Edgar Quinet market but have to take the bus back - amazing how heavy 5 kgs of cabbage, onions, carrots weighs...
Have gone swimming in Buttes de Chaumont's outdoor Nordic pool, which was too cold for me, so I will have to find some other pool that's warmer.
I have foregone the regular rotisserie chicken that seems to be a staple of the French Sunday dinner, and now buy a raw one and do it myself. I put an enormous amount of garlic - 2 or 3 full heads, in the chicken and around about the pan - two or four large onions, lemons, carrots, herbes de Provence, a little salt and olive oil. It all cooks in about one hour, and I put it breast side down, first, then turn it as necessary. It is really good, but stinks up the house. Sometimes, I add those tiny "rattes" potatoes - well, because they are the size of large green peas - otherwise, I'd eat too many of the big ones.
After that, I take off all the meat from the bones and will make soup, with cabbage, onions, carrots, etc.
I dismiss all efforts to eat correctly on Sunday mornings. I walk to a really good boulangerie on Auguste Blanqui which has all sorts of breads, and get something like a pain raisin and a baguette - then have to stop myself. There's another one near Edgar Quinet, called "La Parisienne", which has good bread, too.
I eat from small plates, and have cut out my habit of eating potato chips. I keep on walking, until my back acts up and I have to go sit down.
I once lost 100 lbs on a supervised Medifast diet, and was tempted to do it again, but Amazon has a box of 7 shakes for 30 EU - which is never gonna happen.
I so much admire your setting and sticking to that very sane eating and walking regimen. Glad to hear any health problems are resolving. You must be feeling better to be doing all that walking. Your lovely meals sound so much better than any "health food" and surely it's a sin to live in Paris and never eat any of the bread. Anyone who can stop herself with just two items and only on Sundays has admirable self control.
Wine is one thing I'd never cut out entirely unless I had medical advice to avoid any alcohol (which I did without advice while taking a course of antibiotics), but with smaller portions of food, have been drinking less wine, as I only drink wine with meals. Family admonishments - but one knows how long a "meal" can drag on with a bit of cheese and fruit on the platter. I didn't eat or drink anything but water and eventually probiotic "yoghourt" (which is far from tasty) with a water chaser. I've finally started to eat a bit again, but very little.
Of course I've lost weight (doubtless much of it water) but on the dark side, feel weak and incapable of doing as much exercise as I usually do. Exercise is also key to fat loss (I don't really like the term weight loss as Serena Williams is definitely "overweight" on the charts) and to many other aspects of health (balance, etc.) that are key as we get older. I'm definitely cycling around and running errands, but don't feel like going down any (small) hills etc.
Chexbres, congratulations! Everything healthy but the fudge. If I ate any of that I'd have at least one new cavity, but I have very soft teef because of my severe cow-milk allergy as a child, without the host of supplements and substitutes on the market nowadays. So I avoid anything very sweet. I'll certainly eat slightly-sweet food such as brioche or croissants, and I'll make dishes such as a clafoutis with a bit of some kind of sugar (needed for texture) and some stevia. It is mostly rich, but something I'd make only for guests (they are offered takeaway) so I can avoid the urge to finish off something so yum.
I think old-fashioned French kitchens were poorly equipped and too small, but new ones are much better equipped, although I think the French tend to have fewer gadgets than in N America and also cook much more. Sure, people get more prepared food than they used to, but more women work than before. Also meals are smaller. However, family meals still tend to be eaten with families, and if you are invited to someone's house, you are pretty much sure to eat well.
I'm not sure about the cooking like one's mother. I have rarely heard anyone say, "this is just like my mother made" but I don't have much statistical proof. I do find a lot of French men cook well -- at least the younger generations, not the old guys.