Originally Posted by IsaFrench
then i don't really need to brown the cauliflower in the oven
Oh my, browned cauliflower! Brown it! Brown it! Yum. Sounds so much better than steaming. I don't think cauliflower steams as nicely as broccoli does. It's the mild flavor. Probably better to say that steaming does cauliflower no favors.
Weighing oneself often is really dependent on the person. There is nothing inherently bad about it. I find that I keep a closer eye on my weight, and the fluctuations are smaller. It's also really good for seeing those fluctuations as a normal part of the week and the month. That leads to less fretting about little changes in weight. I don't see a gain of two pounds and think "oh my god! I gained two pounds this week!" I also see how easy it is to drop 1-4 pounds (two lbs in a day often) as if that isn't a part of my "real weight". I also get an accurate average at the end of the month that helps me see that cumulatively, weight differences average to *tenths* of a pound.
Basically, if you want to think about it this way, I allow myself some neuroticism over my weight on a daily basis as an exchange for deep anxiety over my weight on a weekly basis. It works for me, but I can understand the downsides as well. I've ditched it for weeks occasionally to good effect, but I always come back to it.
So, yes, it's very much like what you described-- motivation for your party. For me, seeing my weight every day is motivation for that day: either to try for an austere day, or to feel good about my body or whatever. The bottom line is, I'm going to obsess over my weight. I've tried to change that and I can't. So for me this is the better alternative. But everyone's mind works differently, and I won't say that my approach should work for someone else. I won't say that, because other people's approach doesn't work for me.
Right now, I'm less concerned about my weight (though it's up) than I am my fitness. Not that I'm not concerned about both, but I don't feel as good when I'm not exercising heavily and regularly. It's helped my body esteem so much, and I fear I'm losing that. Spring break is only two weeks! Not enough time! But maybe spring quarter will offer better opportunities for walks and such.
Last night I dropped by my favorite tavern next door to my new therapist's office. Convenient! Except I ordered a sandwich and it was huge! (And delicious!) It came with crisps, but a huge pile of homemade ones fresh from the fryer. Holy yikes! Two pints and I am feeling chunky this morning, thought the scale was kind. Austerity today! (Which likely means nothing else except the girl scout cookies I will eat anyway.)