A Year Without Tacos….

Gulp…I cannot believe that I have not consumed tacos in a year. Tacos were an essential part of my life up until January 4, 2016. I would consume a breakfast taco several mornings during the week, nachos, crispy tacos, soft shell tacos… You get where I’m going with the whole taco thing. Hello, I’m Hispanic! Tacos are a life-line for my people! HA!!

I have cooked tacos for the family, but they have not even tempted me. Even the soft, greasy taco shells didn’t tempt me to want to cheat on my low-carb way of life. I know, I know, who says no to soft, greasy tacos? ME -That’s who!!

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When these kind of meals have been prepared here at my house, I will weigh out my taco meat in a bowl, and sprinkle a 1/3 cup of shredded cheese on top of the meat. Instead of tortilla chips or taco shell pieces, I have used some pork rinds to scoop up the meat. There was another time that I didn’t use the pork rinds, but I did go all out and use a tad bit of salsa. I like living on the edge. LOL

So, today is my 1 year low-carb, high protein, way of life anniversary. It has been quite a journey, but I have done it! No cheats, no cravings, no hunger. I am proud of myself for making it this far without giving in one single time. I’m glad to have made it this far. I’m one pound closer to my weight loss goal than I was 1 year ago today.

I can still go out to eat with my family and friends without worrying about going off track. There are a few restaurants and fast food places that I do need to stay away from because there is truly nothing on the menu that I can consume. Most of the time, I’ll let the family or my friends eat there, and I will either eat something at home or grab something from a “me friendly” type place.

Many friends and family are supportive on my choice of eating, but I do have the “nay-sayers” who always have something negative to say about my choice of food. I’ve also been told that if I do not let myself consume some “good stuff” every now and then, I am considered as having an eating disorder. Really? It’s called will-power, and not quite ready to go off track….not even just one meal or one bite. Maybe one day I will have a bite of something, but just not TODAY!

So TODAY is my day to reflect on the 137.2 pounds that I’ve lost this past year. My Winter insulation is gone, and I tend to freeze all the time these days, but you know what, I’M SO HAPPY ABOUT THAT! I am a stronger and healthier me! I’ve got about 15 more pounds to get to my weight loss goal. These last few pounds have been the hardest to lose. There are weeks that the scale won’t even budge. I do my best to not let it discourage me. I just keep moving forward!

Here’s to the start of a new year….a new me! Can’t wait to see where my journey will go. I just know that wherever it leads me, it is in the positive direction!! Always moving forward, never looking back!

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9 Months and 125 Pounds Later….

A full-term pregnancy lasts 9 months. During that time, a woman’s body goes thru so many changes both internal and external .  When I was pregnant with my kids, my body took a while to change on the outside. It wasn’t obvious that I was pregnant . I just looked like I was fat and had a squishy belly. During each of my pregnancies,  I gained about 28 pounds . I was so proud of myself for not gaining a gazillion pounds because those 20+ pounds wouldn’t be hard to lose, or so I thought. Up until recently ,  I was still carrying around the “baby weight” from my 2010/2011 pregnancy ,  and then some. Due to my PCOS, I gained so much weight, and I kept finding every excuse in the book not to do something about it.

There was a time when I wouldn’t even step foot on a scale because I was afraid of the number that was going to flash up on the screen. If I’d go to the Doctor , I’d be in denial about my weight, and I would tell myself that my clothes and shoes surely added 5 to 6 pounds. If my appointment was at the end of the day, I’d throw that factor into the mix. The number on the scale wouldn’t phase me because in my head, it was inaccurate. Flash forward to the end of December 2015 when I saw myself in pictures that someone had taken of me. Yes, I had seen myself in photos before then, but there weren’t many, and I really never took a good look at them. I was always on the opposite side of the camera to avoid anyone seeing the overweight person that I was.

That was one of the eye openers for me. Regardless of how many times I heard my Doctors talk to me about weight loss for my own good, nothing “spoke to me” as the photos did. I then braved the whole getting up on the scale thing. I couldn’t believe that number that was flashing back at me. It was the highest weight I had ever seen for myself . Was it right? How did I get to that number? I knew right then and there that this had to stop. I didn’t want to get to the next higher up three digit number series. Mind you, I wasn’t feeling bad at my “high” weight, nor was I experiencing any medical issues that were not PCOS related.

I had seen some before and after photos of people who had done low carb, high protein . All the Doctors that had mentioned weight loss to me had told me to go low carb. I did minimal research, and jumped right in to the low carb way of eating. I didn’t carb load or anything before getting started. I just said, “hey, this is starting NOW”! Here I am today, still sticking with it.

So, it will be 9 months of my lifestyle change tomorrow, November 4th. Much like a woman’s body changing during the 9 months of a pregnancy, my body has taken a major change. Guess what? It did take people a while to notice this change as well.

I have  gone from wearing a 3xl shirt/dress,  to wearing large/medium. In pants/skirts, I’ve gone down 12 sizes. We won’t even discuss bra sizes. LOL Just know that it too has changed drastically. Oh, and one of my biggest accomplishments presented itself to me today when I didn’t have to ask for a seat belt extender on the plane. It has quite a bit of slack to it.

It is the little things like this that help me to realize how far I have come in my journey.

If you’re wondering what “number” I am at now for pounds lost, the answer is 125 pounds! I’m still not at my overall goal, but I’m a lot closer to it now than I was 9 months ago.

Thank you to those who have supported me on this journey. Thank you for the words of encouragement. I can’t tell you how much it has helped me stay focused.