Preparing for Pasta
June 1, 2010
104 days until Italy. 104 days until lemon gelato. 104 days until carciofi alla guidia (fried artichokes). 104 days until melon gelato. 104 days until pasta alla carbonara. 104 days until pistachio gelato. 104 days until a steamy mound of pasta topped with shaved white truffles. 104 days until chocolate gelato. 104 days until fresh pecorino cheese. 104 days until chilled little glasses of homemade lemoncello.
And did I mention 104 days until gelato?
That means I have 104 days to trim the little bit of soft and squishy around my waist that arrived in winter and made itself at home on my fleshy frame through spring. My goal in losing weight before Italy isn’t so I can eat until I pop, though I’m not saying that’s not possible given the newspaper headlines I read a few years ago that announced “Woman Eats 20 Pizzas and Explodes!!!” If the National Inquirer is to be believed it could happen.
But popping open like an overstuffed ravioli isn’t what I’m trying to avoid. Instead I want to get trimmed and toned so a) I’m in the best physical condition to enjoy walking through Rome, biking around Tuscany, and hiking the mountains edging along the Amalfi Coast; and b) the travel clothes I’ve already bought will be loose comfortable instead of snug sorta-comfortable when I disembark at Rome’s Fiumicino Airport.
And really, despite my enthusiasm for getting to know the flavors of Italy on an intimate first-name basis, my expectation is to come home without gaining more than a couple pounds, if that. Wishful thinking, you say? A naive dreamer, you call me? Not so! I counter. Well, that is if historical evidence counts for anything since two summers ago I managed to eat my way through Greece and come home the same weight as when I left despite consuming vats of whole milk yogurt drowning in honey and walnuts, sweet coffee drinks, slabs of grilled cheese, bowls of tzatziki swimming in olive oil, souvlaki sandwiches (skewers of lamb wrapped in warm pita and stuffed with a fistful of greasy french fries)…and then on my second day in Greece….
But for the next two months gelato and pasta will be reserved for my dreams while lighter fare will be on my plate, primarily focusing on non-processed whole foods high in vegetables, fruits and lean protein. That’s typically how we eat in our home anyway but the difference is getting myself back into the habit of eating moderate portions as opposed to my mile high heap on a plate default and writing down what I eat each day in a food journal, and I can’t say this enough but keeping a food journal is a tried and true key to successful weight loss and long-term maintenance! These days I’m using NetDiary for the iPad to record my food and exercise and I’m loving it. (Click on the image to the left to see a larger image of my exciting menu for the day). Speaking of which, after a season of cold weather hibernation I’m not only cleaning up my food plan but ramping back up to my usual exercise routine; core strength training three times a week, high intensity workouts (spinning, stair-stepping) three times a week, and plenty of walking, hiking, and biking for the pure enjoyment of being alive!

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June 2nd, 2010 at 6:51 am
Mangia, mangia and don’t forget the kale and brussel sprouts. I’ve found the Jerusalem Diet is working for me but it’s good to see how you’re faring with your food plan. Italy is sure to be a blast. High adventure and a delightful trip to both you gals. Blue skies and blessings. -K-
June 2nd, 2010 at 11:42 am
I have no doubt there will be vegetables galore in Italy though I’m not sure I’ve heard much about kale and brussel sprouts, my true green loves. When it comes to developing a food plan, whether to lose weight or maintain weight/health, I don’t believes there’s one that works for everyone anymore than I believe one size fits all. If you’ve found something that is nutritionally balanced, you feel good on it, and get results, then that’s awesome. My own food plan is really a crazy combination from a Mediterranean diet, Weight Watchers, and what I learned from my years in OA. And yep, we are more than a little excited about Italy….can you tell?