Thank goodness we were so busy on Wednesday that Colleen forgot she’d dared me to eat nothing but egg whites that day. What would she say if she knew that in fact — on the day before our team’s monthly weigh-in — I actually had … a doughnut?
“Why in the world would you have a doughnut?” she asked last night, reading over my shoulder as I typed the previous paragraph. “Mom, why did you? And what kind?”
Before I explain myself, let me just say this: I weighed more than a pound less at Thursday morning’s weigh-in than I did on Wednesday morning. Would that have been the case if I’d stuck to the egg-white diet dare? Hard to say. All I know is, after a six-egg white omelet for breakfast and an egg white Subway sub for lunch, I was really craving a fried cinnamon roll that I just knew would be so satisfying that I’d be done eating for the day. This was around noon, and it really was the last thing I ate on Wednesday.
As I was explaining during Thursday’s post weigh-in breakfast — though I didn’t mention the doughnut — I’ve been experimenting with The 8-Hour Diet by Men’s Health editor David Zinczenkoz, who advises people to do all their eating during an 8-hour shift to give their mind and body a break from eating.
In his mind, an 11 a.m.-7 p.m. shift works best, but I think that’s just what happens to fit his schedule. As a person whose day skews toward the early end, I‘m way more hungry in the morning than I am at night. Lately I’ve been loving starting my day by eating whatever sounds good — whether that‘s chocolate chip pumpkin muffins, an egg-white omelet, or even, on occasion, a doughnut — finishing up taking on my day’s worth of provisions with a hearty lunch and then either skipping dinner or just having a little taste of something. And it’s been working out with my weight, too.
Thursday morning, I weighed in 15.8 pounds less than at our January start — a 10 percent loss. Grandpa, who says he’s just been “not eating so much,” was down 2 pounds from last month and 11.4 pounds overall, for 7.1 percent. Colleen remains stuck with an 8-pound overall loss, while Traci had such a frantic day she never made it to weigh in at all. (You’re allowed to miss one, so long as it’s not the last one.)
At breakfast Thursday, we wondered if Colleen might actually need to be eating more instead of less. More volume — in terms of vegetables and low-fat proteins — but fewer calories and carbs. She needs to feel like she’s eating heartily and not constantly depriving herself. (She’s become a pro at “saving” things she wants for weigh-in day consumption, but ideally every day she’d feel like she was enjoying what she eats.)
During our brain-storming session, Colleen thought of some filling, low-cal “treats” we haven’t had for a while: broccoli or cauliflower with a light cheese sauce, for instance, or PB&J salad — warm peanut butter drizzled over romaine lettuce with sliced strawberries. We also want to have more tasty egg-white subs and English muffins over the next month, which are a good way for a 10-year-old vegetarian who hates beans to get her protein.
Maybe we’ll have to see if we can get some tips from my cousin Jill’s family. Colleen and I saw her son Shane at the Y a few days ago, and it turns out they have a team in Wells Weighs In as well.