We all see and read in the media the stories of those individuals who have lost many stones/kilos whilst on their Mounjaro journey. For me, Mounjaro is just another chapter in my weight loss journey which has been taken place over the past 13 years.
My aim is to lose 28lb (2 stone, or 15kg) to get back to my goal. I’m more than happy with losing my weight at a slower pace, which appears to be an average of 1lb (500g) a week. That suits me. I’m already a quarter of the way there!
I’ve not needed to change what I eat or the quantities completely. I don’t need to work on my relationship with food. But for once, eating within my low-calorie allowance doesn’t leave me hungry and constantly thinking about food. This will only resonate with you if, like me, you have a long-term weight issue.
The move up to the 5mg weekly dosage of Mounjaro has most definitely made a difference — most noticeably, in my appetite. It’s as if someone hit the “mute” button on my hunger cues. Subtle, but powerful.
It took a day or two to recalibrate. My first meal post-dose was smaller than usual, but even that left me feeling stuffed. Not just full… overly so. So, for my next meal, I reduced my portion size again. The plate looked tiny — positively bijou — but once I cleared it, I felt pleasantly full. Not bloated, not craving more.
Still, no snacking between meals, save for a slice of homemade gooseberry and orange cake (which I logged, of course, and was included within my daily calorie allowance).
Social Eating—The Curveball
This week also threw me my first social eating challenge: a neighbour’s 70th birthday celebration. My other half had been the one to get the (verbal) invitation. He remembered the time, date, and location — the garden just behind ours — but had missed one crucial detail: it was a lunch invitation.
So, as usual, we had lunch at 12:30. When we arrived at 2 pm, we were greeted by… a buffet. Surprise, second lunch! Luckily, it was a buffet, so I could choose wisely: poached salmon, some kidney bean salad, and a generous portion of rocket. Plenty of tempting options, but my small plate suited me perfectly.
Alcohol was flowing — freely and constantly. The host and hostess were clearly on a mission to keep everyone’s glass full. I managed to nurse a single flute of prosecco over five hours… It was flat and warm by the end, but mission accomplished. I also made sure I had a steady supply of tap water throughout.
Then came the desserts.
I couldn’t resist a portion of homemade trifle—though this wasn’t your standard jelly-and-custard affair. Think Amaretti chocolate chip biscuits soaked in Cointreau, strawberries, gooseberries, custard, and cream. Decadent and delicious. As for the chocolate birthday cake? Not usually my thing, but I did sneak a bite from my OH’s plate. One bite was plenty — rich and very chocolatey. He instantly regretted his massive slice but soldiered through like a champ.
Looking Ahead: Dining Out
Next week brings another social test — a pub lunch with friends. It’s a familiar spot with a varied menu, but I’m unsure how I’ll manage portion-wise. I’m considering ordering from the children’s menu. Maybe a beefburger, ask them to leave off the chips and give me extra salad. I do struggle with paying over £10 for a meal I know I’ll only eat a fraction of. Getting together with friends is more important than the food element of the get-together.
I’m also on the fence about whether to share that I’m on Mounjaro with the friends I’m meeting. For now, I’m leaning toward keeping it to myself. Except that I am posting about it here on my Blog – a very public space! I don’t think they’ve found me here yet…..