Consolidation The not so very secret diary of Atropos, 11 &1/2
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anjuschka
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Oh my commiserations. I have now virtually worn through my first pair and have to face the fact of having to spend real money (ie more than £20) for a proper pair...
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coucou! Dukan for 4lbs?
Atropos
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I need to take as much weight as possible to take the strain off my feet in time for foot surgery in august, so I am aiming for 11st - 7lbs below my original target. I can't increase my exercise levels so I have return to food restriction to do the job.
And in my case - back to Dukan means back to pp thursdays at the very least, as stablisation went out of the window when I was traveling on crutches and working 4am-12pm 6 days a week - I peaked two weeks ago at 12.03, a good 10lbs over my original target and 16lbs over the weight I would like to be when they start breaking the bones in my toes!
And in my case - back to Dukan means back to pp thursdays at the very least, as stablisation went out of the window when I was traveling on crutches and working 4am-12pm 6 days a week - I peaked two weeks ago at 12.03, a good 10lbs over my original target and 16lbs over the weight I would like to be when they start breaking the bones in my toes!
Atropos
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Ooo, yes - the pain - like walking on razor blades!
I have seriously dodgy feet (thanks dad and all your weirdly pawed fore-bearers) - I've worn "sensible" shoes my entire life - decades of birkenstocks and mary-janes, and yet now I'm I have feet likr gnarled roots and can only buy specialist orthopedic velcroed shoes.
So I'm pleased the surgeon looked at them and said I didn't have to put up with anymore - so under the knive it is - toes straightened, joints reset, bumps chiselled, and a nasty trapped nerve snipped! It will be worth it!
Atropos said:
Lol well you've painted a lovely picture of what your feet lool like, poor you. I've been shopping today and my feet are not happy, every so often hubby has to get hold of my big toe wiggle then pull....I'm sure it grows an inch but the relief is aaaaahhhhhhh, I'm back in june to podietrist if he's happy I'll just carry on with these insert if not he has more. X hope your in pain relief today x
trudyc
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How's your week going Atropos? Are you well in the Dukan zone??? Hope so - glad your gonna get your feet sorted out - nothing worse than not being mobile and in pain all the time....... How long is the recovery???? A fair while I would have thought as it sounds pretty major! x
Atropos
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Back in the cruise zone - I think of Dukan as a life long commitment with gears - stabilisation is like being in 5th - I don't need to think too much as long as I keep to Dukan life-habits (walking, oatbran, dry-frying, avoiding cheap white carbs and factory made "food-like substances" and the one pp day a week).
But in March/April I ended up working insane hours AND losing the ability to walk very far at all or stand while cooking. The project just had first call on both time and energy - and I don't regret that one bit. But 4 weeks without access to shops, or exercise (beyond limping to the train and back) or cooking definitely took its toll. That's a hell of a lot of soup, sandwiches and salads from Pret!
One thing I did notice is how hard it is to find an old-fashioned cheap traditional eating place. By that I mean the sort of cafes that used to all day home-cooked breakfast and a home-cooked "meat and veg" special at lunch.
Everywhere I hop seemed to serve pizza, or pasta, or noodles, or sandwiches, or pies, or rice - when what I craved was old-fashioned roast meat or stewed chicken with cabbage or carrots. (There really is a limit how often I want to eat at nandos)
Cities used to be full of little cafes like this - my favorite in the 80s was run by a Thai family who cooked a roast AND a Green or Red curry option every day.
I've found a handful left - but they most are now a long long way from where I live!
But in March/April I ended up working insane hours AND losing the ability to walk very far at all or stand while cooking. The project just had first call on both time and energy - and I don't regret that one bit. But 4 weeks without access to shops, or exercise (beyond limping to the train and back) or cooking definitely took its toll. That's a hell of a lot of soup, sandwiches and salads from Pret!
One thing I did notice is how hard it is to find an old-fashioned cheap traditional eating place. By that I mean the sort of cafes that used to all day home-cooked breakfast and a home-cooked "meat and veg" special at lunch.
Everywhere I hop seemed to serve pizza, or pasta, or noodles, or sandwiches, or pies, or rice - when what I craved was old-fashioned roast meat or stewed chicken with cabbage or carrots. (There really is a limit how often I want to eat at nandos)
Cities used to be full of little cafes like this - my favorite in the 80s was run by a Thai family who cooked a roast AND a Green or Red curry option every day.
I've found a handful left - but they most are now a long long way from where I live!
Atropos
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The "Not- Food" Food Scandal
Queuing at Tesco with the office milk I cast my eye over the shelves and couldn't see one shelf within my eyeline that had real food on it. By which I mean any product of a farm, or garden, or brewery or dairy.
The row in front of me was all sweets and maize and potato crisps. To my right - 10 feet of sweetened breakfast cereals and breakfast biscuits. To my left "snacks" - donuts, pasties, muffins, chocolate croissants, marshmallow bites, pasta salads, at my elbow a great stack of bright red and blue sugar-rich "energy-drinks"...
The floury-sugary-dyed stuff has always been on sale along with real food (veg, fruit, fish, beans, rice, cheese, meat etc) - but it's only in the last few months that I've realised that it now takes up more space in our food shops than the actual real food - which in this branch of Tescos is crowded into half an aisle of veg and one corner of the chiller, in which I found two chickens and one steak.
And suddenly I thought, "one day our grandchilden will look at pictures of shops like these, and be as just shocked by the vast displays of dangerous industrial non-food as we are when we hear of 18th century grocers dying tea with iron oxide and arsenic or making white bread out of bone dust, of Victorian mums feeding neat gin to their babies, or of sweetshops selling morphine and chewing tobacco before World War One."
Queuing at Tesco with the office milk I cast my eye over the shelves and couldn't see one shelf within my eyeline that had real food on it. By which I mean any product of a farm, or garden, or brewery or dairy.
The row in front of me was all sweets and maize and potato crisps. To my right - 10 feet of sweetened breakfast cereals and breakfast biscuits. To my left "snacks" - donuts, pasties, muffins, chocolate croissants, marshmallow bites, pasta salads, at my elbow a great stack of bright red and blue sugar-rich "energy-drinks"...
The floury-sugary-dyed stuff has always been on sale along with real food (veg, fruit, fish, beans, rice, cheese, meat etc) - but it's only in the last few months that I've realised that it now takes up more space in our food shops than the actual real food - which in this branch of Tescos is crowded into half an aisle of veg and one corner of the chiller, in which I found two chickens and one steak.
And suddenly I thought, "one day our grandchilden will look at pictures of shops like these, and be as just shocked by the vast displays of dangerous industrial non-food as we are when we hear of 18th century grocers dying tea with iron oxide and arsenic or making white bread out of bone dust, of Victorian mums feeding neat gin to their babies, or of sweetshops selling morphine and chewing tobacco before World War One."
Paulinegin
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Atropos
That is a very scary and sad post :cry:
P x
That is a very scary and sad post :cry:
P x
kirsty822001
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I was also wondering where all the little foodie cafes have gone lately! There is one v near us and after my dd asked if we could 'go somewhere' I took her there, it was pre dukan for me, we really did enjoy a full english v cheaply, they even had tomato shape sauce bottles complete with brownish ketchup congeled (SP) around the lid! Mugs of tea and plenty of chit chat it was fab! I would like to visit again but doubt it would be dukan friendly,b/fast was quite oily, they did have daily specials lunches, mmm maybe I should go back.
Supermarkets are just hideous, I think they should be held responible/accountable for the way they promote certain foods. We are drowning in a sea of rubbish.
Good luck with your foot op, it sounds v painful now so hopefully after the op u will be pain free! Great that your surgeon 'listened' to you, thats an achievement in itself!
Supermarkets are just hideous, I think they should be held responible/accountable for the way they promote certain foods. We are drowning in a sea of rubbish.
Good luck with your foot op, it sounds v painful now so hopefully after the op u will be pain free! Great that your surgeon 'listened' to you, thats an achievement in itself!
Atropos
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I remember how the whole supermarket thing started to go bad - I remember (almost) the exact moment.
When the first supermarket opened in my town in the 70s it stocked all the foods you could buy at butchers (we had three), the greengrocers (two - one of them owned a market garden and grew all their salads and greens just 10 minutes walk from the shop), the baker (two) and the grocers (four - in those days the co-op had a counter!), but all in one place, plus frozen food (icecream and fish - wonderful).
So you could do all your shopping in one place. Brilliant.
Then something strange happened. Strange, special, exciting. The supermarket offered a fresh "ready-meal" - a fresh mousakka with fresh profiteroles to follow, with a little sachet of sauce to pour over it. Lovely - a real novelty, nearly as good as a resturant dinner on holiday.
And that was it - because selling the ready made moussaka made much more profit than selling lamb, aubergine, cheese, chocolate and cream separately. We all know the value of cheese - we can guess how much is profit and value.
But we couldn't tell what the value of a ready meal was -was XXp a good price? It was slightly cheaper than a restaurant - wasn't that about right. And so convenient!
And the supermarkets and food manufacturers heard heavenly tills chime - "Added value products" meant you could charge twice for food - once for the ingredients, once for the "time and skill" that went into making it.
That's why supermarkets slowly started dropping the space given to raw food and increased the space given to "ready to eat" food - there is much less profit in selling apples and potatoes.
And then, over the next few decades, as the "ready-to-eat" revolution grew in scale - (pizza, salads, ready to roast veg, cakes, choc-mouse, instant gravy....) - and the profits grew even faster and bigger, food manufacturers found a third way of making profit.
I'm pretty sure that first ready-meal we ate, that mousakka and profiteroles, was made with the same flour and sugar and cream and lamb and cheese and milk that we used at home.
But by the beginning of the 80s the cream would have been mixed with maize starch and the moussaka made extra glucose and cheaper tomatoes, all cheaper, all easier and cheaper to mix and store, all making those treats higher in carbohydrate and calories.
I can't claim that's the reason I got fat - I love food, and have always been round, but I do know that 10 years ago, when I shopped at a butcher, greengrocer, bakers and grocer I weighed 9st, and that after 8 years of shopping at Tescos and Sainsburys I weighed almost 14 st.
When the first supermarket opened in my town in the 70s it stocked all the foods you could buy at butchers (we had three), the greengrocers (two - one of them owned a market garden and grew all their salads and greens just 10 minutes walk from the shop), the baker (two) and the grocers (four - in those days the co-op had a counter!), but all in one place, plus frozen food (icecream and fish - wonderful).
So you could do all your shopping in one place. Brilliant.
Then something strange happened. Strange, special, exciting. The supermarket offered a fresh "ready-meal" - a fresh mousakka with fresh profiteroles to follow, with a little sachet of sauce to pour over it. Lovely - a real novelty, nearly as good as a resturant dinner on holiday.
And that was it - because selling the ready made moussaka made much more profit than selling lamb, aubergine, cheese, chocolate and cream separately. We all know the value of cheese - we can guess how much is profit and value.
But we couldn't tell what the value of a ready meal was -was XXp a good price? It was slightly cheaper than a restaurant - wasn't that about right. And so convenient!
And the supermarkets and food manufacturers heard heavenly tills chime - "Added value products" meant you could charge twice for food - once for the ingredients, once for the "time and skill" that went into making it.
That's why supermarkets slowly started dropping the space given to raw food and increased the space given to "ready to eat" food - there is much less profit in selling apples and potatoes.
And then, over the next few decades, as the "ready-to-eat" revolution grew in scale - (pizza, salads, ready to roast veg, cakes, choc-mouse, instant gravy....) - and the profits grew even faster and bigger, food manufacturers found a third way of making profit.
I'm pretty sure that first ready-meal we ate, that mousakka and profiteroles, was made with the same flour and sugar and cream and lamb and cheese and milk that we used at home.
But by the beginning of the 80s the cream would have been mixed with maize starch and the moussaka made extra glucose and cheaper tomatoes, all cheaper, all easier and cheaper to mix and store, all making those treats higher in carbohydrate and calories.
I can't claim that's the reason I got fat - I love food, and have always been round, but I do know that 10 years ago, when I shopped at a butcher, greengrocer, bakers and grocer I weighed 9st, and that after 8 years of shopping at Tescos and Sainsburys I weighed almost 14 st.
