About one month ago (July 1st) I started a diet called the Metabolism Miracle. Now, let’s get one thing straight: I hate the name of this program. It’s pretty dumb. BUT it’s working, so we’ll just call it The Program and go from there shall we?

So, The Program is aimed toward people with diabetes (which I don’t have) and other co-morbidities (that I don’t have) but the whole point is that not everyone has the same metabolism and so not every weight loss plan works the same for everyone. This I can attest to. Cutting calories didn’t help. Weight Watchers helped and then it didn’t. My Fitness Pal, same thing. My problem was that even though I would keep my points/calories/whatever in check, I was eating all the wrong foods for my body. Thus I would lose maybe a pound or two and then nothing. I would get frustrated, then backslide. Over and over again.

So I hit the books. I read tons of food books. All veggies, no wheat, all raw, etc. etc. All the books had good ideas, but I knew that I wouldn’t be able to commit. Each plan had some kind of snag that I knew I would not be able to get over to be successful. And the last thing I wanted was more backsliding. Now that’s not to say that The Program is the be all end all of food management. I’m just saying that this is what has worked for me so far, so I wanted to share just what I’m doing and some highlights of The Program.

It has three phases. The first phase is 8 weeks long and very low carb. As in < 5g every 4 – 5 hours. And let me tell you, there is almost nothing that is < 5g of carbs. At least nothing that I used to eat. So I knew that this would be a complete revamp and overhaul. I had to take to the pantry and gasp throw unopened food away. Because I knew that, no matter how off limits, if they were in there, I would eat them. So, I scoured and researched and made a list of foods that were “allowed” and I bought them, and I ate them, and I’m doing pretty awesome if I do say so myself.

At my one month mark, I was down over 10 lbs, and 29.5 inches. Yes. 29.5 inches. INCHES. That’s almost 2.5 feet. And you know what’s sad? Is that it’s pretty difficult to tell. I can tell that some of my tighter pants feel more comfortable, my ballet gear is a little less embarrassing, but I still have a way to go.  I’m more than halfway through phase one, so in a few weeks I’ll be able to add more carbs back into my diet, and won’t have quite as many restrictions.

The beauty of phase one, for the people affected with metabolic disorders, is that without carbohydrates, your pancreas doesn’t release insulin. And according to the book, this resting of the pancreas allows your body to break down fat for fuel to feed your brain (and since fat is “bigger” than muscle that’s why it looks like I’ve lose more weight than what shows on the scale). It also resets your metabolism and stops your body from being bombarded by an overproduction of insulin, which it can become resistant to. Thus, when you add the carbs back in, which is slowly and methodically, you won’t have the extreme highs and lows that come from uncontrolled blood glucose. Plus you’ll have a great jump start from your 8 weeks of success and newly refined eating habits to fall back on. At least that’s what I’m hoping.

I’m the kind of person who needs structure. I need lists of things I can and cannot do. If I can put some foods on a list that are “not allowed” and some foods on a list that “are allowed” then I do much better than if I have a list of foods that are “recommended” or allowed “in moderation”. I have no concept of moderation. I eat my feelings. I do not stop eating when I’m full. I know, it’s a problem. So for me, eliminating “bad foods” for a period of time is perfect.

For the first few days it was really hard. And I’m not going to lie, there are times when I really miss stuff. Like candy. I miss candy. And fruit. But I can’t complain. Because I feel great and I’m doing so so well. And I can have all the things that are really important. Like coffee. And steak. And cheese.

So I’ll be updating on my progress. And here’s the link on Amazon for The Program. I bought it on my Kindle and then wanted a hard copy for the recipes and such. So I actually have two of them. Plus the cookbook. Which I basically bought for desserts. Which are a lot of trial and error. So if you’re struggling, check it out. Or don’t check it out. Do whatever your little heart desires.


Last Week of Freedom

Yes, I found this on a grief counseling website.

Yes, I found this on a grief counseling website.

Here it is folks, my last week of freedom before I start orientation for my new (and first) job as a registered nurse! I’ve done well so far getting my workouts in, but I haven’t made studying a priority and I need to incorporate more of that starting today. I am so nervous/scared/excited/terrified/relieved to finally be working again after a long time of not bringing home my part of the income. We have a big massive orientation Monday – Wednesday of next week and then we break into our nursing pods I guess to get more unit specific orientation. At least that’s what we’ve been told.

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Ugh, Seriously?


So Sunday morning is the day that I usually weigh in and track my progress on myfitnesspal. Well, this morning my scale said that I gained weight. Surely that can’t be true. I’ve done really well this past week, and when I’ve sneaked peeks throughout the week I was on the right track. But sure enough, it said I gained. Then I thought I would look at my measurements since muscle weighs more than fat but it’s leaner. Praying that I would at least see a decrease in those, I headed over to the other room and took a look. Nope. “Gained” on those numbers too. Continue reading

Part of My Journey


It was very humbling for me to realize one day, that the reason I was so uncomfortable in class was not the obnoxious desks or terrible lighting, but the fact that my pants were a size too small. In the summer of 2010 I was doing really well on Weight Watchers, had lost 30 lbs, and I had hit a plateau. I was unmotivated, I stopped tracking, and I didn’t want to make time to plan and eat properly or get my butt moving. Then everyone died. Continue reading

Oh Woe is the Treadmill

As I embarked on week six, day two of my couch to 5k training, I couldn’t really get in a groove. The schedule was pretty decent today: 5 minute warm up, 10 minute jog, 3 minute walk, 10 minute jog, 5 minute cool down. But from the time I started the first jog I just couldn’t run right. My calf was hurting on one leg, my knee was hurting on the other leg, and it was really really challenging to get through. So much so that as I finished and slowed down to my walking pace I decided that I would just walk the rest. Not worth getting hurt over it. Continue reading

Maintain, maintain, maintain

So I just finished week six, day one of the couch to 5k program. It was challenging. Even though it was back to shorter intervals, it was raining so I had to do it on the treadmill. I’m not a big fan of the treadmill. I don’t know why I used to be so against running outside but now I love it because it’s so easy! You don’t have to fiddle with buttons or worry about falling off the track (which happens often for me, no judging). When you want to run, you run, when you want to walk, you walk! It’s amazing how we’ve made things so complicated. Continue reading