This. soup. Good. God.
I saw this in Pinterest land, and – like everyone else – it caught my eye. I’m always a fan of soups that have a red base + orange add-ins. This did not disappoint. Whoever decided that coconut milk would be outrageously delicious: I thank you. Because you were right, and we are all appreciating these flavors that just keep coming at us at lunch time.
In case you are counting Weight Watchers points, a cup of this soup is 6 points. I bring this up because I am, in fact, counting Weight Watchers points. You can scorn me if you want and tell me that this is a diet/fad/yo-yo/craze sort of thing. That’s fine, but I kindly disagree. What I remember is how WW helped me lose nearly 20 lbs in the summer of 2004 after gaining the freshman 15. It changed the way I looked at food, which is why I started blogging way back in the day. No, I do not like being “obsessive” about food (a common complaint I hear about WW), but I needed something to jumpstart (and change even) the way I look at food and exercise as part of my adult life. Because man, I’ve been quite a train wreck when it comes to nutrition for the past two years.
Since moving to Pittsburgh, I’ve acquired 15 extra pounds on my body. I’m not sure how this happened, but I’m sure those nights of boozing didn’t help. [Thank goodness I'm not in that place anymore.] I’ve been exercising like crazy for the past 6 months with little to no results [I do have more muscle - but haven't lost a pound.] Well, after my first week on WW, I can see why. I’ve been eating like garbage. Which basically means I’ve been eating whatever I want, when I want - and that hasn’t included a lot of fruits + veggies. My days were pretty carb-heavy, and I thought nothing of eating chips or ice cream during the very late hours of the night (it’s fine, if you can do that. but those chips stick to my stomach like glue.)
I think I thought I was a super woman who just didn’t gain weight. I just wasn’t weighing myself to see it. Then, I did. Believe it or not, I’m at the heaviest weight of my life. I’m not obese, but I am overweight. And I need to change that.
So now, I will be weighing myself more often. Once a week, that is. And I hope I can share the progress with you, if progress is made. I promise to not be a crazy dieting lunatic. Just someone who wants to take better care of her body.
After all, it’s the only one I have.