I love pizza!

So, my husband (who is eating healthier and exercising and has lost about 30 pounds in the last 4 months or so) and I decided today that we were craving pizza. I have made pizza crust with whole wheat flour before. And, while it is tasty, it is still higher in carbs than I wanted to have for dinner. So, my husband had a great idea to make pressed wrap-style pizza sandwiches. They were awesome! We used Joseph's Lavash Bread. If you haven't used this product, you must check into it! It's a great low cal, low fat, low carb alternative to bread.

So, I laid out the rectangle lavash bread, spread a little pizza sauce on there, put on some turkey pepperoni and Butterball italian turkey sausage (removed from casings and browned in skillet and drained beforehand). I added part skim mozzarella cheese, then rolled it up and pressed it in the George Foreman grill until it was melty and crispy on the outside. Oh my gosh, it was great. The whole sandwich was huge and I calculated 536 calories, 18 net carbs, and 26 grams of fat. That's much less than regular pizza. Just 2 slices of Pizza Hut pizza with italian sausage and pepperoni would have had 800 calories, 40 grams of fat, and 68 net carbs. And I enjoyed my sandwich *much* more than any pizza I've had from Pizza Hut. (Dear Pizza Hut, please don't sue me.) I think I could have used less cheese and it would have still been delicious with less calories.

I had a salad on the side with light blue cheese dressing to complete my 674 calorie dinner. It was so yummy!

Owning up...

So, I've gained some weight back. Yes, I've been through some rough stuff in the last few months. Rough. I found out I was pregnant, found out it was ectopic, and had surgery to remove the pregnancy all in a span of a few weeks. Being an emotional eater, I ate. I ate to feel better and try to forget why I was hurting in the first place. The ice cream made me feel better as I was eating it, I won't lie. But then the ice cream was gone and the sugar high euphoria wore off and I was left with my pain again. You'd think I'd know by now, with all that I've learned about food and nutrition, that food doesn't fix anything. Old habits die hard, I suppose.

So, after the holidays, I decided to assess the damage and step on the scale. I was 258 the day before surgery on November 13th. After Christmas, I weighed 275. I gained 17 pounds in 6 weeks. I think it might have been worse had I not still been exercising somewhat during the time I was feasting. I decided to get back on track and stop the madness. I felt like crap, my pants were tight. I didn't want to buy new pants in a bigger size. I had to stop eating whatever I wanted. I had to commit to a more rigorous gym schedule. My eating is now back on track and I am slowly working my way back up to the level of workouts I was doing before. I've dropped 5 pounds and am back to 270. But that isn't good enough for me... I have a lot of weight left to lose.

A group at my church has started a weight loss competition, men vs. women. We will weigh in on Sunday nights each week. My initial weigh-in was 272 this week, but that was on a different scale than I usually use, it was in the evening, and I was wearing heavy denim trouser jeans. So, I claim 270 as my weight, since that's the weight on the gym scale which is what I have always gone by.

Anyway, just wanted to announce that I'm back, baby. Well, at least until I get knocked up again. ;)