My sincerest apologies to everyone who has been waiting for my daily updates. Life hasn't exactly gone to plan the past 4-5 weeks, but the good news is my weight loss path is progressing nicely. I'm away in Sydney this week end but after that hopefully life will get back to somewhat normal and I can upload some photos of the amazing meals I've been cooking myself. Last night was Thai Chicken, Mango and Coriander Salad with a sweet chili dressing. A HUGE plate of delish for only 450 Calories, and I mean HUGE! I'm certainly not going hungry that's for sure. I'm starting to notice my pants aren't as tight and my bra is looser fitting as well. Someone asked yesterday if I had lost weight, that was all the motivation I needed to get up at 6:30am and go for a walk today! I'm feeling really good to. I haven't had heartburn or Mylanta in over 3 weeks. And no coffee for just as long :)
Gotta scoot for now. Have a great week!!
Shell xoxo
October 31, 2012
October 10, 2012
Hello, my name is Michelle and I'm a caffeine addict!
Well the flurry of posts I was expecting to have up haven't eventuated. I'd like to tell you all I've been away on some tropical island bathed in coconut oil and sunning myself beside a crystal clear lagoon, but alas not! I've been plagued by a migraine and then by a bug of some sort. Well, I'm not convinced it's a bug. And I'm fairly sure my migraine was caffeine withdrawal related. In fact I'm 99.9% sure I've been going through caffeine withdrawal for the last 3 days.
Make no mistake my friends, caffeine IS a drug.
On a normal day, buy lunchtime I would have had anywhere up to 5 coffees, and by days end it would be nothing for me to have upwards of 10 cups of Joe. With 2 sugars per cup that's a whopping 320 calories in sugar alone and over 600mg of caffeine. To put that into perspective, the SAFE RDI of caffeine is only 200mg, and I was consuming 25% of my caloric intake in refined sugar.
Any wonder I was having withdrawals.
I love my coffee, but I seriously need to reassess what part, if any, it plays in my future healthy lifestyle.
Right now I need a nana nap, I'm starting to get a bit jittery again. Apparently this can go on for several days, at least my headache has gone.
Me xoxo
Make no mistake my friends, caffeine IS a drug.
On a normal day, buy lunchtime I would have had anywhere up to 5 coffees, and by days end it would be nothing for me to have upwards of 10 cups of Joe. With 2 sugars per cup that's a whopping 320 calories in sugar alone and over 600mg of caffeine. To put that into perspective, the SAFE RDI of caffeine is only 200mg, and I was consuming 25% of my caloric intake in refined sugar.
Any wonder I was having withdrawals.
I love my coffee, but I seriously need to reassess what part, if any, it plays in my future healthy lifestyle.
Right now I need a nana nap, I'm starting to get a bit jittery again. Apparently this can go on for several days, at least my headache has gone.
Me xoxo
October 8, 2012
Things happen for a reason...... Part 1
About 3 weeks ago I was shopping at my local Safeway supermarket and on one of the fruit shelves was a DVD. I have no idea why I picked up this DVD and placed it on top of my bag of carrots. It was the start of the week and I had no money to spare till hubby got paid, so forking out $20 for a DVD for absolutely no reason at all when I needed to buy food and essentials for the next few days was just stupid. I don't even watch DVD's for crying out loud!
When the sales girl totaled up my purchase I had JUST enough money to pay, with nothing left in the kitty till Thursday. If I'd forgotten something or ran out of milk I'd have to pull out the credit card. I did a mental run through of what I'd bought but KNEW there was nothing in my basket I could do without. It wasn't until I got home and started unpacking my groceries that I realized the DVD was still in my shopping!! That $20 could have stayed in my purse for emergencies!! I finished putting away my groceries and put the DVD on the junk shelf and there it sat for over a week and a half.
Rewind a few years.............
I was 34, married for just under 2 years to my best friend. My eldest son was 14 and my little boy was just over 12 months old. I wasn't a smoker or a drinker. I enjoyed a few glasses of wine here and there but very rarely to the point of even being tipsy. I only really had one addiction. Food. Cheese and cured meats were my hobby. But I was healthy. I knew I weighed more than I should, but apart from sporadic cluster migraines I've had since I was 5, I was, or so I thought healthy. I didn't take any medication at all. I was as active as any mum with a toddler was, I slept well and always had enough energy to keep up with what was going on in my life. We were in the process of moving house and I started to get shoulder pain one afternoon. Now with my migraines shoulder pain was normal, and with moving house I thought I had pulled a muscle or something so I took some Nurofen and soldiered on. A week later I had progressed to Voltaren and physiotherapy. I was spending an hour standing under a hot shower trying to ease the muscle pain. One night I couldn't bear the pain any more and begged to be taken to hospital. An ambulance was called.
I won't go into detail about the next 3 days or so. I was so sick, not half helped by the hospital giving me codeine which I'm allergic to, so I vomited almost continuously for the next 3 days and slept pretty much 24 hours a day. After those 3 days of hell (my poor husband god bless him, didn't sleep for most of those 3 days while looking after not only me but our 2 boys and trying to work as well) I took myself off to my GP. She didn't seem too concerned going over all my test results from the hospital and it wasn't until I fleetingly mentioned I had a slight tingle in my little finger on my left hand that she suddenly frowned. She wanted to be safe and suggested rather strongly that I go see a cardiologist. WHAT?? ummmmmm WHAT?? More importantly WHY?? "Just to make sure we've ruled everything out" was her response that shut down any further questioning for me. She wouldn't let me leave without an appointment with the cardiologist and she wasn't happy that the next available with her preferred one was over 2 weeks away. I said the next available appointment was fine with me but when her receptionist confirmed it with her she said I needed to be seen ASAP. I still didn't get that there could be something seriously wrong. I thought she was just being cautious. So, an appointment was made for 2 days time.
3 days later and I'm at the Epworth Hospital having an angiogram. 3 1/2 days later I'm vaguely aware that an artery to my heart is blocked. Still no awareness of just how serious this is. 3 3/4 days later and I'm being told I've had not 1, not 2, not 3, not even 4, but countless heart attacks. Every shoulder pain I had had over a 3 week period wasn't a pulled muscle. Every shoulder pain I had experienced was a heart attack..........
When the sales girl totaled up my purchase I had JUST enough money to pay, with nothing left in the kitty till Thursday. If I'd forgotten something or ran out of milk I'd have to pull out the credit card. I did a mental run through of what I'd bought but KNEW there was nothing in my basket I could do without. It wasn't until I got home and started unpacking my groceries that I realized the DVD was still in my shopping!! That $20 could have stayed in my purse for emergencies!! I finished putting away my groceries and put the DVD on the junk shelf and there it sat for over a week and a half.
Rewind a few years.............
I was 34, married for just under 2 years to my best friend. My eldest son was 14 and my little boy was just over 12 months old. I wasn't a smoker or a drinker. I enjoyed a few glasses of wine here and there but very rarely to the point of even being tipsy. I only really had one addiction. Food. Cheese and cured meats were my hobby. But I was healthy. I knew I weighed more than I should, but apart from sporadic cluster migraines I've had since I was 5, I was, or so I thought healthy. I didn't take any medication at all. I was as active as any mum with a toddler was, I slept well and always had enough energy to keep up with what was going on in my life. We were in the process of moving house and I started to get shoulder pain one afternoon. Now with my migraines shoulder pain was normal, and with moving house I thought I had pulled a muscle or something so I took some Nurofen and soldiered on. A week later I had progressed to Voltaren and physiotherapy. I was spending an hour standing under a hot shower trying to ease the muscle pain. One night I couldn't bear the pain any more and begged to be taken to hospital. An ambulance was called.
I won't go into detail about the next 3 days or so. I was so sick, not half helped by the hospital giving me codeine which I'm allergic to, so I vomited almost continuously for the next 3 days and slept pretty much 24 hours a day. After those 3 days of hell (my poor husband god bless him, didn't sleep for most of those 3 days while looking after not only me but our 2 boys and trying to work as well) I took myself off to my GP. She didn't seem too concerned going over all my test results from the hospital and it wasn't until I fleetingly mentioned I had a slight tingle in my little finger on my left hand that she suddenly frowned. She wanted to be safe and suggested rather strongly that I go see a cardiologist. WHAT?? ummmmmm WHAT?? More importantly WHY?? "Just to make sure we've ruled everything out" was her response that shut down any further questioning for me. She wouldn't let me leave without an appointment with the cardiologist and she wasn't happy that the next available with her preferred one was over 2 weeks away. I said the next available appointment was fine with me but when her receptionist confirmed it with her she said I needed to be seen ASAP. I still didn't get that there could be something seriously wrong. I thought she was just being cautious. So, an appointment was made for 2 days time.
3 days later and I'm at the Epworth Hospital having an angiogram. 3 1/2 days later I'm vaguely aware that an artery to my heart is blocked. Still no awareness of just how serious this is. 3 3/4 days later and I'm being told I've had not 1, not 2, not 3, not even 4, but countless heart attacks. Every shoulder pain I had had over a 3 week period wasn't a pulled muscle. Every shoulder pain I had experienced was a heart attack..........
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