Kellie’s Blog: I think I ate one too many turkey patties….

I can’t find my Four Agreements book. Anywhere. That must be a sign from God that I don’t need to be so agreeable. Or not. Does He give signs so subtle? Or are they more blatant? Are there even signs at all? Or am I ignoring them and headed for disaster? I need to find that freaking book.

So here’s the deal — I think I’m doing Atkins, but not really. About six months ago, my doctor said that pretty much the only way I’m going to lose those pesky 10 pounds is to stop eating carbs. And he wouldn’t buy that whole “good carbs” argument. He said NO CARBS. But not REALLY no carbs. Because he’s not going to say I can never have another piece of birthday cake, I just can’t eat carbs on a daily basis.

So even though I have a pantry-full of carbohydrates that will probably go to waste — because I don’t think Emma Kelly will eat my Mojo bars — after seeing my bloated post-holiday face on Dish Nation, I had one last stack of pancakes at Cindi’s Deli — Oh. My. Goodness. I can’t imagine a life without them. Oh well! I just decided I was going to go for it. No real plan — just go for it. Because as the Good Doctor said, it’s not a diet. It’s a way of life. And to me, the very word “diet” has such a negative vibe to it. And a diet is meant to be a temporary change until you either reach your goal or fail, right? “A way of life” just sounds so much more POSITIVE and not nearly as rigid. It just…..……IS. And right now, I is hungry. But I is not going to eat a carb. After living just one carb-free day of life, I dropped 3 pounds. Of course, that was the pancakes from the binge the day before and I still have that pesky 10 to go, but I’ll let you know how it goes! Or not. I’m not sure anybody cares to hear another person drone on about not eating carbs.