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Yes, I know it’s after midnight. But I’m still up. And I was traveling last week on Tuesday and couldn’t write. So I’m getting this one in under the wire. Weight Loss Tuesday.
What motivates me?
The last time I lost weight, I dieted for two months straight with no break. I did not cheat once. Not on my husband’s birthday. Not on my birthday. I was driven. I had sized out of most of my clothes and was really panicked. But this time, it’s more for vanity’s sake than anything else. I never tell my kids I’m dieting – if they catch me weighing food or logging my meals, I tell them I’m trying to be healthy. But the fact is I am healthy. I bike, my daily routine takes me up a lot of stairs, I can keep up with my kids. I can fit comfortably in an airplane or theater seat. It’s all for vanity now. And just wanting to look better isn’t as strong a motivator for me as not having a thing to wear or not being able to get up the subway stairs without panting.
Take a break
So, I take breaks. Usually just a day, but I just took a big one, a little over a week. It’s nice to take a break from counting and weighing and tracking. You may ask why I couldn’t have just had a few hundred extra calories a day all along, instead of going hard-core most of the time (1,200 calories) and then going off the wagon. I have no better explanation other than that’s just how my brain works. I suck at moderation, big-time. If you’re good at moderation, then you might be able to get through without breaks. But I do better this way. And I have no trouble getting back on the wagon. By Sunday, I actually wanted to be back on my diet. I had about 1,500 calories yesterday and 1,300 today. Tomorrow I’m going to brunch with some friends, and that will be impossible to count, but I’ll try not to make a total pig out of myself.
Alfredo won’t kill you
Alfredo sauce is good. Really good. Yes, the same stuff that one group famously called a heart attack on a plate. When I get fettuccine Alfredo in restaurants, there’s enough sauce on the pasta for several more servings, and eating that much of it probably would kill you eventually. But I use it at home all the time, in small amounts. I don’t need to put a ton on for great taste. (Sure, I’d love to put on a cup, but I also want to fit into the size twelve vintage coctail dress I want to wear to a conference in a few weeks.) I always have a little container of Contandina Alfredo Sauce in the fridge. A couple of tablespoons (70 calories) is enough to give a plate of pasta and veggies a nice cheesy flavor without blowing my calories. I also use butter, peanut butter, olive oil, and lots of other fatty high-calorie foods in smaller amounts. They make me happy.
So, yesterday I boiled some fettuccine and sauteed the veggies I had in my fridge – shallots, carrots, and tomatoes – in a teaspoon of olive oil and added some frozen broccoli to the mix. I tossed the pasta with the Alfredo sauce and topped it with the veggies. It was a hearty plate, for about 400 calories. It was delicious.