No Carb Kitchen

So I did what I've been putting off for too long.  I cleaned out my refridge.

My refridge looked like this:

There's no shame among friends.  I figure, if I can tell you all how much I weigh, I can let you look inside my unclean refridge.

Total Sidebar-My goal in life is to be the kind of person who doesn't need 24 hours notice before friends come over.  This means I'll either have to keep my house cleaner or get friends with lower standards.

But I digress-Notice the milk, cake-pop batter, soda, mystery items in styrofoam containers.  Not good for my low-car venture.  So, today we went to the store.  (We= me and Friend, my awesome roommate who is doing this challenge with me.)  And I realized something, some of my favorite items have a crazy amount of carbs- must be all the added sugars.  So things I thought I could eat, now I have to make some substitutions.

Such as:  low-carb ice cream, Atkins bars, low-carb yogurt, beef, summer sausage, and cheese.

Among other things.

I'm trying to get all my favorite carbs in this weekend before Monday.  So I'm eating pizza, chocolate, soda, and all the other delicious and bad for me stuff that's off limits.  Mmmmm forbidden carbs.

I hate dieting

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nce upon time there was a happy young woman who lived merrily right at and around her ideal weight.  Sigh.  Those were days.  Long ago days.   But then disaster struck and she lived merrily no more.  And that happy young woman from our tragic tale…was me. 

Okay, so here’s the deal.  Last fall I became deathly sick. 

Okay, maybe not deathly sick. 

But sick enough to go on medication.  And that medication, unbeknownst to me, had a wicked little side effect:  weight gain.  So in about three months, I gained 30 pounds, three months later- got healthy again, got off the medications, decided to go on an extreme diet, and thought it might be good to blog about it.  That should bring us right up to now, and that’s about where you showed up.  Ah, yes, my accountability partners.

It’s a six week extreme program.  It’s a so-LOW-it’s-frightening Carb diet that claims I can lose 30 pounds in 42 days.  That’s six weeks.  Five pounds per week.  Biggest Loser style.  Without the crazy weight training exercises…and without Jillian and Bob.   

See, this is how I look: 

Actual photograph

But this is how I feel: 

Artist rendering

See the angry eyebrows?  The giant cake I’m about to consume in one bite?  The child that is running away and screaming for help because she’s afraid I’ll eat her next?  Yeah…that pretty much sums it up.

So I’ll keep you all posted on what I weigh, what I’m eating, how I’m exercising, and why I hate being on diets.  April 2^nd is my official Day 1.  Please feel free to check up on me every day and leave your encouragements, discouragements, concerns, and anything that might make me laugh at myself.  Here’s to over-achieving!