This morning's weigh in confirms it: I successfully maintained my weight during my work trip! I left and came back at the same weight!
I actually lost half a pound (.6), but I'm not counting it since the major number is the same - lol. It was pretty terrifying since I had no weight scale and I had no idea if I was going off track. I used a couple of ketostix as a spot check, but that was my only insight that I was hanging in there.
Everyone seemed to notice. The first thing my parents said to me was they noticed I lost weight. My coworkers looked stunned when I said I lost 15lbs because many of them have been on the familiar cycle of diligently counting calories, working out, and losing a few pounds but no more. One of my coworkers said she noticed I was no longer keeping my shirts untucked and hiding under big shirts. My best friend and her fiance said I looked great.
My weight loss is much more noticeable to them because I haven't seen them in 12 weeks. When someone loses weight that you see every day, the changes are less noticeable. When you go for a long time without seeing someone, they see a more contrasting change.
I didn't track food or count calories at all. Calorie counting doesn't work for me, and I wish it did. Being able to eat anything, just as long as I stayed in my ranges, would be so much easier. I wouldn't have been crawling through a carb land minefield, dodging weight gain like a LC commando.
I cannot stay within a calorie range, eat anything, and maintain my weight. Breads and starches turn off my fat burn, and I gain weight. There's nothing I can do about it. That is just how my body works.
I was asked the question: "Don't you miss bread? I couldn't give up bread."
My coworkers always comment on my strong 'willpower'. I never eat the office donuts, cookies, or other baked goods.
I hate being overweight. I don't like the way I feel in my clothes. I don't like feeling out of shape.
I love being fit and normal weight. And I love that more than I love foods that I know will make me gain weight and miserable.
In some ways, not counting calories is easier. I didn't track my food, and I didn't have time for exercise. I simply skipped breads, potatoes, corn, and desserts. I enjoyed social margaritas and glasses of wine as my only vices. I executed the 80/20 rule in these situations, and it worked out fine.
I'm home this week, then off for a vacation. I made hard boiled eggs for the week. I had an egg salad for my breakfast. I slept in this morning, so I didn't get up for a walk or a bike ride. The weather is a little cooler these days, so it's more forgiving if I don't make my morning schedule. I will go out for a lunch time bike ride instead.
I'm behind in responding to all of your comments, so I'll do that a bit later after I've had coffee and waken up some more!