I have never mastered the art of frying something without burning it to a crisp. I coated some pork chops in egg and almond flour and then fried them in a thin layer of olive oil. The insides are pink and the outside is charred. Sigh. I've done this since I was a kid. When mom got these breaded, frozen chicken fingers that had to be fried (they were raw, not precooked), I burnt the hades out of those too. Whatever. Some people just weren't meant to fry things. I just imagine Gordon Ramsey asking me what the *&%$ is going on in my kitchen and then calling me an idiot sandwich. It's all good, the steamed cauliflower and and gravy turned out well.
We've only got 10 days to go, and I'd be lying if I said that I'd conquered my sugar dragon. At least I now enjoy fruits and vegetables again. And, even though you're NOT supposed to weigh yourself, I checked anyway. I've lost 8 pounds and am back down to 221. Some days 180 seems so far away that I can't even imagine it as real. So, I hold on to the things that are tangible. I'm making improvements in personal training and was able to do a modified plank. I can also do the assisted pull up machine again, and am lifting more weight with each session for all the exercises I do. Only one pair of my dress pants still fits, and those are relatively new. All the others have officially gotten too big to wear at all.
On a somewhat related note, I tried my wedding dress on last night for kicks. When I got married 4 years ago, I weighed 264 pounds, so I'm about 42 pounds lighter now. It's a little looser through the rib cage, and a lot looser through the stomach. The bust gapes as I've lost there too. This got me to thinking about why I'm keeping it. I understand that some people keep their wedding dresses for nostalgia, or for posterity, but I feel like I've got the memories stored in a place no one can take away, I don't really need to keep a six pound dress that is almost 2 sizes too big. I would feel better if someone else could use it for their special day, if I could give it purpose again. I think I might sell it. We'll see. Right now, I'm just going to succumb to that dreary weather feeling and take a nap. I miss hot chocolate. Only 10 more days, and we shall be together again my friend.
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