So, it’s that time of the year again. Another year older, but I refuse to look at it this way. I celebrate pretty much the whole month. Yep, I am that type of person, where’s the party? But, as we are all aware of, sometimes a little bit of overindulgence.

I remember Julie saying, when celebrating, or on vacations, sacrifice will lead to a bigger weight loss. I am proud to say that so far I am doing really good by sticking to the plan. For instance, last night in the Restaurant I wanted to order something I never had before. It was a Portuguese dish, including muscles, shrimp and pork with rice. I know that one of my favorite Portuguese dishes “Paella” comes with rice.

What’s a girl to do? I asked the Waitress, to ask the Chef if it can be prepared without the rice, and to double up on the veggies. The meal was delicious. So, don’t hesitate to ask your server. More than likely the Wait staff and Chef’s are happy to accommodate you.

I have to confess that last Saturday, dinner at a friend’s house, was more complicated. I did the best I could, but I wonder what I actually ate. We had Cheese & Crackers (I did not eat a cracker), stuffed mushroom caps. I had some of those. I am guessing there were some breadcrumbs in there somewhere, but I didn’t ask. I was hoping if I don’t know it, it won’t hurt me. There was no meat of any kind or veggies. So, I ate some cheese and stuffed mushrooms and I feel guilty and worried since.  For the main meal we had delicious roasted Turkey with veggies (she prepared Cole Slaw for me, which I love), but the French Meat stuffing had little bits of potatoes. I loved it, but was very aware of the potatoes.

Oh, I am not done yet. The party continues right through next week. I promise to be on my best behavior. My clothes still fit, so that’s a good sign. Don’t you agree? 

February 13, 2013

Blue Cheese Stuffed Buffalo Chicken Meatballs

Makes approx 6 doz party size meatballs

Ingredients

• 2 lbs ground chicken
• 1 package blue cheese crumbles (5 oz)
• 2 ribs of celery minced
• 2 T minced garlic
• 1tsp garlic powder
• 1 egg
• 1/2 cup bread crumb
• salt and pepper
• 3T  franks hot sauce

Directions

1. Mix all together and form into meatballs. Bake in 400 degree oven for 20 to 25 min
2. Sauce: mix together 1 cup of franks hot sauce and 4 Tbs melted butter.
3. Add the meatballs and sauce to a crock pot or just could toss with sauce and eat.

I haven't made this yet, but others following this program say it's divine. You'll know when I've made it because I'll add a photo.

February 12, 2013

For the past few months I've been listening to meditations by Burt Goldman. If you could use 15 minutes of relaxation today, find a quiet space and listen to Daisy Pond Guided Meditation.

February 10, 2013

Silence is Golden. Unless that silence is killing you. Before I started this program two years ago, I was dying a slow spiritual death of silent humiliations.

Friend's garden on Martha's Vineyard. Photo by Theresa

This blog includes many stories of my victory over humiliating events. Some of of those stories, and there are nearly 300 of them now, I had never said aloud, even to my close friends.

In the past few months, I've had a few "ah-ha" Oprah kind of moments that showed me a few issues I faced in silence over the years. These are a few:

• Do I dare join in the others at this party to play piñata or am I too horrified they'll be staring at my backside the whole time? A few years ago I was at a friend's birthday party and they were playing games. When they pulled out the game Pin the Tail on the Donkey, I was not interested. Yesterday I saw people swinging at a piñata on TV show. It was at the moment that I had a flash-back to the party and I realized why I didn't want to play: I was too embarrassed. Seriously? Yes! Crippled by a piñata! I called my friend yesterday to share this story with her.
• Am I being judged because I'm so large? I witnessed a woman at the airport being mistreated by airline staff and it was clear they were judging her because of her size. As I listened to her tell her daughter the story, I wondered how many times I was treated poorly when I was obese. One never keeps track of such things, but I'm sure it happened and I pushed the memory somewhere deep inside.
• Will I be able to keep up with the person I'm walking with? One of the women I work with recently reminded me when we used to walk across campus I needed to stop and catch my breath several times. I had no memory of such pauses on our walks. I do recall being mad that people walk so fast and silently wondering "what's their hurry?"

This is what I meant when I said "I was dying a slow spiritual death of silent humiliations." I wasn't trying to be dramatic. (Well, okay, it did make for a good lead into this story.) The truth is I wasn't conscious of these events when they happened. I'm happy I no longer have to think about these kinds of issues. There are many more issues I've discovered along the way that I'm happy to leave behind. A big one: when I'm boarding a plane, entering a movie theater, or walking into a classroom, I no longer wonder "will I fit into the seat?"

When I began this weight loss journey, I had no idea if this program would work for me. I had heard success stories, but all weight loss program have those. Sitting in Julie's class that first night, with 23 strangers, I had no idea that night my life would change.

As days and weeks passed, I was intrigued by what was happening to me. As months passed, and people began to ask for details of my diet, I went silent. This was a different kind of silence than the painful one I just wrote about. This silence was a positive one. I couldn't explain how this program was working or why I no longer craved the foods I had been eating that had brought me to a size 30/32. I didn't want to talk about it because it felt too personal. I told people "If I look different in a year from now, ask me what I did."

Today, wearing my size 18 jeans, I'm not silent about the program, but I don't give a lot of details unless someone really pushes. Most people don't really want the details. I tell them it's similar to Atkins. Any more details and I find myself having to defend what I'm doing. Everyone has an opinion about nutrition, what and how we should be eating. What I know today, is that the way I'm eating energizes me in ways I only dreamed of two years ago. The way I'm eating today agrees with my body. I don't need to defend that.

A year after I started this program I blogged about some of the changes weight loss brought to my life (A Year of Change, 01/25/12). There were many changes during that year and one of them was I no longer needed to promise myself "tomorrow I will start a diet." A year later, I used photos instead of word to share my progress (Two Year Progress, 01/25/12). Before and after volumes speak volumes.

Yes, in one night, my life changed. My journey isn't over yet. I have more sizes to drop and then maintenance to learn. I'm sure to encounter more "ah-ha" moments about my past life as an obese woman. This too is part of the journey. A very personal journey at that. But here I am, writing details on a web blog that (two years ago) I wouldn't share with myself or my close friends.

February 09, 2013

This inspiring article about how to get unstuck and start getting traction again is from the blog post of Michale Hyatt. After reading this, share what kind of barriers you're knocking down these days.

Photo courtesy of ©iStockphoto.com/RainervonBrandis

I often meet people who are stuck in one area of their life or another. They want a break-through, but they can’t seem to get traction.

Contrary to what they think, it’s not about having:

• More money;
• More time;
• The right contacts; or
• Better luck.

Instead, it almost always is about overcoming an invisible barrier that exists in their own head.

The barrier isn’t something external. It’s something internal—something they have created in their own mind.

Years ago, I heard a speaker talk about a research project conducted by a marine biologist. It seems he put a barracuda in a large tank. He then released smaller, bait fish into the same tank. As expected, the barracuda attacked and ate the smaller fish.

Then the researcher inserted a piece of glass into the tank, creating two separate chambers. He put the barracuda into one and new bait fish into the second. The barracuda immediately attacked.

This time, however, he hit the glass and bounced off. Undaunted, the barracuda kept repeating this behavior every few minutes. Meanwhile, the bait fish swam unharmed in the second chamber. Eventually, the barracuda gave up.

The biologist repeated this experiment several times over the next few days. Each time, the barracuda got less aggressive, until eventually he got tired of hitting the glass and stopped striking altogether.

Then the researcher removed the glass. The barracuda, now trained to believe a barrier existed between him and the bait fish, didn’t attack. The bait fish swam unassailed, wherever they wished.

Too often, we are like the barracuda. The barrier isn’t “out there.” It only exists inside our heads.

Think how many other barriers have turned out to be only mental obstacles:

• The sound barrier. Pilots didn’t think it was possible to fly faster than 768 miles an hour (the speed of sound at sea level). Then Chuck Yeager officially broke the sound barrier on October 14, 1947.
• The four-minute mile. Runners didn’t think it was possible to run a mile in less than four minutes. Then, in 1954, Roger Bannister ran it in 3:59.4.
• The two-hour marathon. Endurance athletes didn’t think it was possible to run a marathon in less than two hours. Now several athletes are on the verge of breaking Geoffrey Mutai’s world-record of 2:03.02.

The reason why most of us don’t accomplish more is because we set our goals inside our mental barriers, where it’s safe. (That’s why it’s called “the comfort zone.”)

But if you want to get unstuck and start getting traction again, you have to set your goals on the other side of the barrier. You don’t have to get crazy, but you do have to stretch yourself and push past the invisible barrier in your head.

This is the secret to achieving break-through results.

----- end of Michael Hyatt post ----

February 08, 2013

With the promise of a Winter Storm that could go down in the history books of crippling New England blizzards - what's a girl to do with an unplanned day off work? Fill a crock-pot with Italian sausages, onions, peppers, homemade sauce, and while it simmers all day, do other fun things. What's more fun than making ginger-infused Vodka for herself and a friend, even if they have to wait a few months before having a drink?

Ginger-infused vodka that I made today.

Before this program my preferred drink was a white ginger cosmopolitan. The drink had ingredients that are not on program, so I developed my own homemade version of ginger-infused vodka. I added a shot of the infused vodka to ice, seltzer, with fresh lemon and lime. Two is my limit and I never have this if I'm driving anywhere.

Ginger infused martini

And yes it's true: I named my 10 week old rescue kitty Ginger, after the white ginger cosmo. When I adopted her, 3 years ago, I couldn't decide on her name. I was making friends a my ginger-infused drink when the name came to me. Some of her fur is the color of the the skin on raw ginger, so the name seemed perfect. Later I would discover Ginger is one of the most popular of cat names and that it is most common for orange cats. Ah well, her name suits her and now I have this great story.

Now, on to my recipe...

Homemade Ginger-Infused Vodka

Today I used two 750-m bottles of vodka to see if the infusion process is shorter. Bigger bottles are cheaper, but last week I promised my Thai Place bartender friend I would make him a bottle, so the smaller bottles made sense. Before handing it off to him, I'll open the bottle to make sure the ginger has done it's magic. My nose knows when the infusion is right. How do I know? Imagine what this fresh cut ginger in the photo below smells. In a few months, when you open the bottle the aroma will be similar.

Fresh thinly sliced ginger is essential.

Here's the ginger-infused vodka recipe I made today:

• slice about 1 cup of peeled ginger into thin match sticks
• remove the lid from two 750-ml bottles of Vodka
• add the slices of ginger until level of the vodka rises to the top
• add the top back to the bottle tightly
• store in a dark and cool place for 3-4 months

How to Serve

1. Slice a lemon and lime.
2. Place half of each into a sturdy, thick-bottomed glass with 6 or 7 mint leaves (optional).
3. Muddle* all of the above and set aside.
4. Fill a cocktail shaker with ice.
5. Pour a shot of ginger-infused vodka over the ice.
6. Cap the shaker and shake for about ten seconds.
7. Pour everything from the shaker into the glass you muddled in.
8. Top your drink with a splash of seltzer.
9. Ginger infused Martini: place all ingredients in the shaker, shake ten seconds, strain into a martini glass, and then drop a thin slice of lemon rind into the martini glass.

*To muddle is to combine ingredients, usually in the bottom of a mixing glass, by pressing them with a muddler (wooden paddle) before adding the majority of the liquid ingredients. You don't have to muddle, but really brings out the flavors.

Muddler

In the past when I made this infused vodka, I bought a really large bottle of vodka (1.75L) and waited 6-9 months before I serve it. In fact, the bottle shown below is coming up to a year old; it's very smooth and flavorful. When using the larger bottle, I poured out a shot or two to make room for the ginger. I didn't measure, but I used a piece of ginger about 2-3 inches long and dropped what looked like an obnoxious amount of ginger in the bottle.

I use the smaller bottles when I give them as gifts. Summer is a good time to make some if you want to give them for Christmas presents.

This is the larger size bottle I made a year ago. You can't add too much ginger.

Regardless of the size of vodka bottle you use, it's worth waiting several month before serving. I refrigerated my first bottle I made and I do not recommend this, as it never infused. You could refrigerate or freeze it after the flavor is released to your liking, but I never have. 

February 08, 2013

So, we are having a blizzard. Everyone panicks! I get worked up and nervous too. But I noticed something with the last few bad storms we have had since I started my Key program.

The food items I stock up on are are not my past normal survival foods, and my behaviors are different too!!!

Being stuck in the house used to mean, baking all kinds of stuff. I won't make a list, but I can tell you baking during a snow storm is FUN!!!

Being stuck in the house used to mean tons and tons of snacks!! Snacking while snowed in is fun!!

WAS FUN!!!!

Now I noticed, yes I still go to the store. Why? Well, I love to watch people. I Love to see what they are putting in their carriages to help them survive the storm.

But I noticed, my carriage is alot different from theirs.

I will still have milk in it, but no snacky things. No breads, no soda, no alcohol, no JUNK!!

hmmm, what has changed.

my whole food attitude has changed. Food is not an obssession with me anymore. I still like to eat, but all that food noise is quiet! So quiet, sometimes I have to really listen to know that I should eat.

I still get excited about some foods, I LOVE shrimp and lobster. I LOVE a good steak!! That can get my mouth watering.

By focusing on all the stuff I CAN eat, I pay no attention to the stuff I CAN NOT eat. I put them from my mind, and if they rear their ugle heads, I tap them away!!

I still LOVE being snowed in and it is still fun!!! I LOVE doing nothing, I love reading, spending time with my family, watching it snow, talking to my parents in Florida as I watch the snow and they tell me how hot it is!

But the food stress is gone! No more eating as much as I can to make the storm worthwhile.

I still prepare stuff ahead of time, but it is Key friendly, not poison!

Stay safe everyone! Enjoy your time snowed in!! But most of all, enjoy yourselves in a healthy new way!! A KEY way!!!

February 08, 2013

I went shopping yesterday as I needed to get some stuff for our vacation that is coming up.

One thing I desperately needed was a new bra.

There is a store at every mall I avoid like the plague!!! I hated walking by this store! My husband would try not to let me see him looking at this store, and I would cringe every time I would see the sign.

Do you know what store would make a fat lady just want to curl up and die?

Victoria's Secrets!

I keep hearing about how they fit you for bras and their bras are so good and so on and so forth. Would never listen because no fat lady in her right mind would ever walk in there!!

Well, yesterday my friend convinced me to go in and get measured. She has told me over and over that I would more than likely fit into one of their bras. Again, my mind is saying "now way!"

Well, the next thing I know, I am in their store yesterday getting fitted for a bra!

Guess what?

I walked out of that store with one of those little pink bags announcing to the world that I had bought something at Victoria's Secrets!

Now granted, I will never never be able to wear any of their other items, no way, but I fit into their bras!

How great is that!

I proudly swung that bag as we walked through the mall!

And then, you know what?

I got two, YUP two bathing suits!

Absolutely unheard of in my past!

Especially liking them!

WHO IS THIS PERSON walking around saying they are? ME!

But that is another blog post (with NO pictures)! LOL.

February 06, 2013