Hcg-day 3

 

It's a beautifully cloudy morning and my roses are still getting watered by the rain which has been non-stop for 24 hours now.  However, dietary-ly speaking, it's the most jacked day I may ever have.  The first morning on the scale revealed a whopping 207lb.  It will be interesting to see the difference between the little el cheap-O scale at home and the digital one at the station tomorrow morning.  I gained a monstrous extra from last summer.  This picture is the only decent one I could find that shows...welp, that much of me.  There was another one, that Juliet had taken more directly from the front.  But I can't find that one.  That one's even worse, but should be added to today's wacked blog.  Too bad my glasses, on top of my head, were holding back the hair.  Otherwise, it would've been hiding some of the blah.  Then again, for today, it may have served it's revealing purpose.  And oh how fitting with a bowl of food. Better yet, no smart angling of the face to  hide the chin and neck blubber...ha!  It's all there in all my.....eh.  On any other day my first reaction to the scale would be, "I'm SO screwed".  But this Hcg and Dr. Simeon's protocol says there's hope for me yet.



breakfast: green tea

I'm not a fan of black coffee.  I will miss my creamer.  But fortunately, that's only a six week absence.  So, no coffee.  That's perfectly fine since caffeine is not a weakness of mine. I hadn't made any preparatory purchases of any tea so it was nice to find some leftover green tea in the cupboard.  The variety will have to be arranged this week.  Green tea is so not my favorite.  Bleh.  But for today, it kept me on my restrictive culinary schedule.

An  appropriate text from Robert Kiyosaki just buzzed into my phone: "A strong commitment to your mission helps you weather all sorts of storms, and there will be storms."  At the moment, the storm is rumbling within my abdomen and all of the devil's destructive words clashing with my identity in Christ.

According to the book, it's not until day three that the Hcg starts to release the secured fat.  I'm so glad I don't have to take the expensive injectable route.  Doctors charge outrageously for the product...not to mention the appointment.   What a daily drain I'm avoiding.  I purchased my drops at a local homeopathic office for $18/bottle.  NICE considering the jacked prices all over the internet.  Some even charge over $240/bottle.  Mike took notice when he visited the High Health store over by the mall.  He said the bottles there were over $60.  That's actually better than anywhere I've seen on the internet.  Fortunately, for me, this local homeopathic doctor is not trying to capitalize on the multi-billion dollar weight loss industry. 

 

lunch: ginger marinated chicken, red leaf lettuce, strawberries
and a seasoning of salt and red onion



The pounding wind and rain successfully prevented me from grilling my chicken outside.  So, the alternative was a light boil.  Darn that rain! The appearance, therefore, was far from appealing.  Thus, today I've learned the enticing art of those grill marks on another level. The plate is the size of my spread out hand.  Since that meal can be practically eaten in five bites....I chose to take my fancy time with the strawberries. 

Supper: ginger marinated beef, red leaf lettuce, strawberries
and extra seasoning of onions, salt and braggs

4:00pm-The strawberries need to be eatin' quick.  So, I had a couple again for an early supper.  [The boys still have to be picked up in a little bit and we have Bible study tonight right after picking up Mike from the station.  We won't get home until after 9pm.  I won't be indulging in Sue's dessert tonight]. Onions, braggs and strawberries in a "salad"?  Sounds wacked...but to the palate, incredible.  Most likely better for the body than balsamic dressing.  Braggs is better tasting than soy sauce, healthier for you and loaded with essential amino acids.  The rain stopped long enough for me to light up the grill and throw the piece of lean beef on there.  While the photo close-up makes the plate look huge....it's small.  And the lettuce does well to give it some visual volume.  But really, it can all be eatin' in five bites.

My local friends are going to have to practice extra grace and mercy with me for the next six weeks.  I like my privacy and already hate the phone.  Any social gatherings that may potentially involve food I will be avoiding.  However, I can't be avoiding Bible Study on Tuesday nights.  So, aside from that, I'd much rather live like a hermit.  It may not sound psychologically or emotionally "healthy".  But quite frankly, it doesn't really concern me all that much what anyone may think of it.   Aside from God and his promises, my husband and kids, with their sweet spirits, are the only people I'd rather be around for the time being.  Yes, my emotions are jacked.