I must be out of my mind. Yep, I've gone nuts, lost it, am ready for a straight jacket and the padded room. Me, fat girl extraordinaire has been working out, not once but twice a day! Never in my wildest dreams would I have ever thought of doing this, but it's true. Don't get me wrong, I love working out, just not twice a day.
I go to the gym every other day. I am doing 25 minutes of a cardio workout on a stationary bicyle and 30 minutes of weight training, THEN on Monday and Wednesday evening I go to water aerobics at the YMCA, and at this very moment as I'm typing this blog, my effin' body is SORE! It hurts from my neck all the way down to my toes!
And the best part is... I have lost a total of 43 lbs!!
My underwear is getting big, I mean uncomfortably loose. I'm wearing my pants gangsta style, as in the crotch and ass hang below the natural crotch and ass line! Oh yeah, real sexy. Maybe the young boys who hang out at the skateboard park at the end of the street will ask me to hang with them! Ha, joke. I made a funny, not this old broad!
But what I really wanted to tell you is that I created a low carb crust for pizza, and I apologize to anyone who created this before me, but I play around with recipes and I came up with one for crust without using flour. As I learned in Entrepreneur class recipes cannot be subjected to trademark and/or patent regulations, so they're free to plaguerize (sp?) or re-create, but I will always give credit where credit is due.
The recipe is as follows:
1 cup of chick pea (garbanzo) bean flour
1 cup of water
1/4 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. pepper
1/2 tsp. baking powder
1 tbsp. oil
1 tsp. Italian seasoning (optional)
a 9x12 cookie sheet with sides (or a size pan close to 9x12)
Combine chick pea flour, salt, pepper, seasoning and baking soda in a bowl, add water and stir. Mixture will be the consistency of thin pancake batter. Let the batter sit for about a half hour. Preheat oven to 400 degrees. Pour mixture onto the cookie sheet, spread if necessary to cover the entire bottom of sheet (remember, it will be like a thin batter), then bake for about 8 to 12 minutes. Crust is done when it looks like it's pulling away from the sides and top is firm to touch.
Remove from oven, spread about a tablespoon of olive oil (this is optional), then spread your favorite sauce and add shredded cheese. I also added some turkey pepperoni. Lower the oven to 350 degrees and place pizza back into the oven and bake until cheese is melted and bubbly.
I used reduced fat mozzarella and it didn't brown, now I know why low carb people use full fat everything! I finished it by placing the pizza under a broiler for a minute or so until it was brown all over.
I get about 4 slices but you can cut them as big or small as you want. The only problem is it's not crispy like some pizza dough, but I'm cool with that. The crust is kind of soft and a little bready; it reminds me of the pizza slices my mother used to buy from the Italian bread bakeries that once inhabited the North End in Boston.
It's yummy, low carb and good for us!!
Okay, I'm exhausted from a day of gym and water aerobics and am going to bed. Nite nite everyone!
A la prossima!
Monday, June 27, 2011
Saturday, June 11, 2011
Reaching Out
About a week ago, I had an appointment with a new dermatologist, I figured while I'm in the midst of losing weight, the hair on my lip and chin can go too as I'm not only tired of waxing and tweezing, my over 40 eyesight is making it difficult for me to see! I'm first generation Italian-American born to dark Italian parents therefore it only makes sense that I am born with an olive toned complexion and dark hair so the monobrow and facial hair are part of the whole look and has been the bane of my existence!
As it turned out my dermatologist and I share the same ethnic background and our families are from the same area so you know we immediately became kindred spirits! We talked for a while about our families and "who we know," but then it got down to business and while she was asking me about my medical history, I told her about my VSG surgery, how happy I was, how it was the best decision I ever made, etc., etc., and when all was said and done, she began telling me about her best friend who happens to weigh close to 400 pounds. I listened intently as she told me about her friend beginning with listing her co-morbidities, her bad knees, and how her husband does the laundry because she can't go down the basement stairs which is where the laundry facilities are, and how she stays home a lot because she can't walk, is ashamed of her size, and how Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Nutrisystem, HMS and other diets didn't work for her. I held back my tears as she basically flashed my past life before my eyes which reminded me of the emotional trauma I experienced that finally led me to take that leap into weight loss surgery. The only difference her friend and I have is she's afraid of having weight loss surgery and very adamant about it.
So who wasn't afraid at first?
I'm such a sap and the story about her friend touched my heart. I wanted to reach out and help her, so I gave the dermatologist permission to give her friend my phone number. I won't talk her into having WLS, but I will sing the praises of it and I will tell her how it gave me my life back and added a few more years to my life. Now that I've been there and experienced the procedure, I can honestly tell her that there is nothing to fear. A few days of discomfort is worth a lifetime of happiness. I hope she calls me.
The conversation with my dermatologist sort of clinched my decision in what my major will be this coming fall when I go back to school.
I've spent most of my life yo-yo dieting. I've lost tons of weight, only to gain it back again, and I was also a chubby kid. The current generation of children are growing up the same way. For me, it wasn't lack of exercise, it was my parents who fed me like their very own little prized pig, but for children today, it's many things from McDonald's advertising directly to them and serving up greasy, salty food to unhealthy school lunches, working parents who don't have the time to make healthy lunches, computer games, and x-boxes. Children are getting Type 2 diabetes and other co-morbidities and I want to join the battle to help them grow up healthy, so I've decided my major will be in nutrition with the hope that I can reach out to children and their parents while they're in school by teaching them and using my experience as a child as an example.
Yeah, I'm ready for it!
Until next time when I'll have some more yummy, healthy recipes.... a la prossima!
Ciao!
As it turned out my dermatologist and I share the same ethnic background and our families are from the same area so you know we immediately became kindred spirits! We talked for a while about our families and "who we know," but then it got down to business and while she was asking me about my medical history, I told her about my VSG surgery, how happy I was, how it was the best decision I ever made, etc., etc., and when all was said and done, she began telling me about her best friend who happens to weigh close to 400 pounds. I listened intently as she told me about her friend beginning with listing her co-morbidities, her bad knees, and how her husband does the laundry because she can't go down the basement stairs which is where the laundry facilities are, and how she stays home a lot because she can't walk, is ashamed of her size, and how Weight Watchers, Jenny Craig, Nutrisystem, HMS and other diets didn't work for her. I held back my tears as she basically flashed my past life before my eyes which reminded me of the emotional trauma I experienced that finally led me to take that leap into weight loss surgery. The only difference her friend and I have is she's afraid of having weight loss surgery and very adamant about it.
So who wasn't afraid at first?
I'm such a sap and the story about her friend touched my heart. I wanted to reach out and help her, so I gave the dermatologist permission to give her friend my phone number. I won't talk her into having WLS, but I will sing the praises of it and I will tell her how it gave me my life back and added a few more years to my life. Now that I've been there and experienced the procedure, I can honestly tell her that there is nothing to fear. A few days of discomfort is worth a lifetime of happiness. I hope she calls me.
The conversation with my dermatologist sort of clinched my decision in what my major will be this coming fall when I go back to school.
I've spent most of my life yo-yo dieting. I've lost tons of weight, only to gain it back again, and I was also a chubby kid. The current generation of children are growing up the same way. For me, it wasn't lack of exercise, it was my parents who fed me like their very own little prized pig, but for children today, it's many things from McDonald's advertising directly to them and serving up greasy, salty food to unhealthy school lunches, working parents who don't have the time to make healthy lunches, computer games, and x-boxes. Children are getting Type 2 diabetes and other co-morbidities and I want to join the battle to help them grow up healthy, so I've decided my major will be in nutrition with the hope that I can reach out to children and their parents while they're in school by teaching them and using my experience as a child as an example.
Yeah, I'm ready for it!
Until next time when I'll have some more yummy, healthy recipes.... a la prossima!
Ciao!
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