Actually, I'm feeling a LOT better today. Sane and everything! I happen to be one of those people for whom knowledge is treatment - tell me the depression is just chemical due to the eating change and it'll go away soon...and magically it does. I'm sure it's not GONE-GONE, and I'm not exactly singing to the heavens here, but I do feel much more normal, and I'm hoping that bodes well for the weekend.
Friday is my official weigh in day, and today I rang up at 222.3, down from last week a little and not too shabby at all for someone who's been rock steady at 232 for damn near about a year. (I was 239 before that, but I think the AD caused me a little weight loss).
I have realized another goal I'd like to achieve in all this. I want to be able to hike my leg up and paint my toe nails like you see in magazines all the time. Preferably with my chin resting gently on my knee and a wisp of hair framing my face perfectly.
Plans for the weekend center largely on experimental cooking for me. I have dozens of recipes saved on my iPod and I'd like to get all that info organized somehow and start to make better use of it. I also want to start doing a little meal planning so I'm more likely to have decent lunch options in the house.
Things I'd like to try:
There's also a Zucchini Lasagna I'd like to try out, but probably when the weather cools off a little
Apple Cardamom Popovers
Summer Squash Fritters
I may also try out a cookie recipe if I have time. I know some primal people are very much against fake foods, but I'm not - there are things in life I enjoy and if I can find healthier versions to treat myself with occasionally, I'm going to do it. If I couldn't, there's no way I could stick to this eating style.
If it becomes a problem in the future, I'll worry about that then.