Starchivore stampede

ZOMG. Just re-read my previous posts* and realized I have always had the toolkit to make this weight loss thing happen. And the biggest piece I should have been focusing on was what I realized in an earlier post:

When I did Medifast there was no big build up, no huge motivation, no great feeling of inspiration and hope. All I did was (mostly) follow the program and behaved my way to success. All you have to do is do it.

I'm towards the end of a two week vacation from work and I've found the time to clean and organize my atrocious office. I do a thorough clean up once every year (who am I kidding)  or two. There's been a big chain of things I've been procrastinating about** and that one is a biggie. Apparently getting back on the weight loss wagon was an even bigger (perceived) obstacle because it followed the office cleaning in the priority chain.  But I think I AM making space for it, getting my ducks in a row...

I've started the McDougall program, the Starch Solution (yay, potatoes!). A few days ago I spent an afternoon planning and making some lackluster on program meals (curry tofu scramble wraps and lentil soup are just going to have to be endured...for days). I did make some kick ass BBQ black eyed pea burgers, so there may be hope for having some enjoyable meals. A big bonus is that I've had no cravings or heartburn, so this might just be the right path for me.

Next on the procrastination list: updating portfolio, developing a professional education plan, and finding a new job.

*Confessions: I forgot this blog existed and there's another blog that follows my obsessing about (but not) losing weight which I began in 2006 and ultimately abandoned. You could say weight loss has NOT been my recent focus. Wallowing about the weight loss in an undocumented fashion has been my focus. 

**To be fair, I am not a total slacker. I'm a busy working mom of 2 fourth graders who has been grappling with depression and basically providing hospice for two elderly dogs for the past year and a half. Just before Christmas our oldest dog joined the lovely dog we lost to cancer last year and they are now romping on the other side of the rainbow bridge together. And I've gained back and hour and a half each day. I wouldn't trade the care I provided them for anything, but it was consuming.