I’m not in the best of moods today, nor was I yesterday. After making the grand declaration about a month ago that ‘I was never EVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEER dieting again’, I decided to step on the scales to see if there was any damage. I already knew things were a bit off. Once the initial excitement of being able to eat whatever the hell I wanted for the first time in 40+ years, life then quickly disintegrated into
I could feel myself getting heavier. Energy levels dropping. Mobility dropping. My face started to feel puffier and just kind of
I’ve had to admit defeat and get back with the programme. Being the Princess-Fad that I am, I’ll be lucky if I make it past the weekend. I’ve got the sticking power of sellotape that’s been left in a moist and dusty atmosphere. I know there are some incredible women out there, breaking down barriers and squishing fat-shamers; I take my hat off to them. I support their cause and mission whole-heartedly. But for me, being this over weight is just horrid. I hate it. I don’t fit my skin … or rather my skin doesn’t fit me. I don’t recognise the person I see in the mirror, so, here we go again.
I’ve jumped back on the Ketogenic waggon. Having tried everything else in my many years, it is the only thing that has any impact on me. And the only one that doesn’t leave me ready to eat my own arm although that adaption period can be somewhat ‘testing’.
Yesterday was actually fine. I expected the worst ( ravenously hungry as my brain started screaming out for glucose) but it was fine. I planned my meals,drank freakin’ gallons of water and got through the day without too much drama. Today I’m hoping for the same. I’ve currently got some cauliflower cheese crusts in the oven. No clue how well they are going to turn out. I did my usual trick – looked at the instructions then ignored the instructions. If anyone wants a go:-
- Take one head of cauliflower. Grate or chop super fine in a food processor.
- First, create dish with raw cauliflower.
- Go back and read instructions, realise it should have been cooked. Microwave if you have a microwave, if not put into boiling water and murder it until it reaches a consistency of ‘meh, that should do’.
- Totally ignore instructions about squeezing out as much moisture as possible from the cooked cauli and plough on ahead.
- Place cauli mush in a bowl and add a cup or two of mozzarella cheese ( grated, obviously!).
- Add one egg.
- Attempt to scoop up liquidy mess whilst swearing profusely and wondering what the hell you did wrong.
- Read instructions again and go back to #4. Repeat entire process again. This time squeezing.
- Preheat oven to ‘hot as hell’ because you don’t have enough patience to cook it properly. Check intermittently ( as and when you remember basically) and turn down once the edges resemble charcoal.
- Wander off and start blogging on the internet. Forget everything you’ve been doing.
- Suddenly wonder what on earth that burning smell is, and run screeching to the oven. Whip out Cheesy Cauli Crusts, preferably using the end of the oven glove that does not have the gaping big hole in it.
- Remove from the non-stick pan ( oh how I am laughing … and they are still stuck in the none stick pan).
Yeah, I know ….
And here is what they should have looked like.
Photo credits to The Iron You, where you can go and learn how to do them properly!
I’m going off to eat my burnt cheesey lumps now.
Have a great one.
Anna J xXx