#low cal meatballs

[lowcalrecipeformysoul]

Recipes below 300 kcal (Youtube edition)

Was lurking on youtube and thought why not make a list of low cal recipe that i found, and here it is!!

129 kcal ice cream

124 kcal creamy vegetable soup

190 kcal flourless chocolate brownies

265 kcal lasagna ( 1 / 2 )

175 kcal buttermilk chicken

157 kcal keto chicken dumpling

98 kcal everything bagel

189 kcal chicken soup

172 kcal warabi mochi (without topping and syrup)

low calorie bubble tea (two types of drinks, the pearl is 0 kcal)

136 kcal (per slice) cheesecake

107 kcal spring roll, 126 kcal carrot snack, 157 kcal chicken kelaguen

271 kcal mushroom soup

292 kcal vegan veggie burger

267 kcal vegetarian one pot spaghetti, 375 kcal taco quinoa, 238 kcal one pot pizza pasta

110 kcal sweet potato soup, 193 kcal minestrone soup, 201 kcal coconut chicken curry soup

126 kcal roasted cauliflower soup, 254 kcal sweet potato soup, 145 kcal beet soup

33 kcal pepperoni pizza bite

136 kcal cheesecake

36 kcal chicken meatball

261 kcal apple fritter

134 kcal mac and cheese (there’s three version of mac and cheese in the vid)

253 kcal honey garlic cauliflower

45 - 150 kcal pizza (6 varieties of pizza)

222 kcal air fryer cauliflower wings

You can always find substitutes for the ingredients to lower the calorie count.

If you made any of the recipe, feel free to share it with us ❤

Stay safe lovelies ❤✨

[rachellaurengray]

Not sure what to eat today that aligns with your diet goals? Here's a list of 50 things you can eat under 400 calories:

1. Grilled chicken breast (4 oz) with steamed vegetables

2. Turkey and avocado wrap with 15 cal tortilla

3. Greek salad with feta cheese and olives

4. Veggie omelette made with egg whites

5. Quinoa salad with mixed vegetables

6. Baked salmon fillet (4 oz) with roasted asparagus

7. Tuna salad on whole grain crackers

8. Cottage cheese with sliced strawberries

9. Shrimp stir-fry with broccoli and bell peppers

10. Black bean soup with a side of cornbread

11. Grilled tofu skewers with teriyaki sauce

12. Whole grain pasta with marinara sauce and grilled vegetables

13. Hummus and vegetable sticks

14. Turkey chili with a dollop of Greek yogurt

15. Brown rice sushi rolls with cucumber and avocado

16. Chicken Caesar salad without croutons

17. Steamed edamame sprinkled with sea salt

18. Spinach and feta stuffed chicken breast (4 oz)

19. Veggie burger on a whole wheat bun

20. Caprese salad with fresh mozzarella, tomato, and basil

21. Lentil soup with a side of whole grain bread

22. Baked sweet potato topped with Greek yogurt and cinnamon

23. Tofu and vegetable stir-fry with low-sodium soy sauce

24. Egg salad lettuce wraps

25. Grilled shrimp skewers with zucchini and cherry tomatoes

26. Chicken and vegetable kebabs

27. Cauliflower crust pizza with veggies and light cheese

28. Whole grain toast with mashed avocado and sliced tomato

29. Baked cod fillet (4 oz) with lemon and herbs

30. Quinoa-stuffed bell peppers

31. Greek yogurt parfait with fresh fruit and granola

32. Turkey and vegetable soup

33. Baked eggplant parmesan

34. Steamed mussels in white wine sauce

35. Veggie and tofu lettuce wraps

36. Cottage cheese and pineapple

37. Spaghetti squash with marinara sauce

38. Greek yogurt smoothie with spinach and banana

39. Baked chicken meatballs with marinara sauce

40. Roasted vegetable and goat cheese salad

41. Salmon salad with mixed greens and balsamic vinaigrette

42. Turkey and cranberry lettuce wraps

43. Baked falafel with tahini sauce

44. Zucchini noodles with pesto and cherry tomatoes

45. Tuna and white bean salad

46. Stuffed portobello mushrooms with quinoa and spinach

47. Grilled teriyaki tofu with brown rice

48. Greek yogurt chicken salad with grapes and almonds

49. Turkey and black bean lettuce wraps

50. Spinach and feta stuffed mushrooms

These options offer a variety of tastes and textures while keeping your calorie intake in check. Enjoy!

[garbaged0lly]

WIEIAD 26 aug. 2024 ~ day 5

Breakfast

Low fat drinking yogurt: 75 cal

Chicken ham: 20 cal

Minis light cheese: 50 cal

Lunch

Meatball soup: 240 cal

Dinner

Greek salad: 275 cal

Blueberry strawberry popsicle: 75 cal

Water intake: 1800 ml

Cal intake: 735 cal

Burned: - 735 cal

Did inclined walking for 90 mins, short dumbbell back workout, helped my dad buy some meat, 12k steps

NET: 0 cal

[fragmentofurimagination]

my safe foods (salty)

I've been on this hellsite for ages, might as well put my experience to use. I tend to crave salty things a lot and I struggle to find low cal things that can help me with that, so this is a non-exhaustive list of snacks/meals to help with that

feel free to add if you guys know of anything:)

Miso soup - like 22kcals per packet

Any instant soup really - 60kcal for 400ml, I usually go for the tomato or the mushroom one

Vegan bacon - 40 kcal per serving

IKEA veggie meatballs - my OG safe food, 28 cal per piece

Tofu/tempeh with soy sauce - like 60 per small serving

Soy sauce on any veggies can help a lot

[zerocalorie-life]

July 21st - 127.4lbs

Welp yesterday my boyfriend kidnapped me (i’m being dramatic) and took me to play pickleball in the sun after getting 4 hours of sleep and im pretty sure i was still drunk. So I kinda binged the pain away. and now im back where i started. how do i gain 2 pounds in one day? I only have 2.5 weeks until Cabo. Sigh.

Today’s Calories:

• 2 Low Cal Pizzas: 180 ✔️

• Cheez Its - 320 ✔️

• Noodles - 230 ✔️

• Meatballs - 240 ✔️

• Tomato Sauce - 10 ✔️

———

980

BURNED:

———

TOTAL:

[ggoneggoneggone]

I could eat like this forever 🫶🏼

all vegan and gluten free

obviously not all my food but my top ones !!

almond butter “reeses” 80 calories (love for sweet cravings)

spaghetti noodles 5-9 calories I have two different brands

penne noodles 15 for 1/4 cup/or package

Spanish rice i’ve been wanting for ever 50 calories or 100 for whole pack

I got stuff to make my own veggie meatballs - unknown

spring rolls 45-70 calories (different kinds)

veggie burgers less than 200 (multiple kinds 😍)

2 sweet potato hashbrowns 120!!

brand called made good low cal granola bars

chocolate drizzled 110

cookies n creme 100

pack of mini chocolate drizzled bites 120🤭

[siempredelsol]

Chapter 3: c'est la vie

Monday.

There is a woman shouting in her face. She deserves it. Everything the woman is saying about her is true.  She’s low. She’s trash. She’s a home-wrecker. Dave is going to be pissed. How stupid of her; leaving strands of blonde-colored curls in the drain. She knew better. 

Shocking it even took his wife this long to find out.

Shrugging her off, she walks past the angry woman, continuing on her way to work. To please yet another woman’s husband. She can’t be late today. 

"You hear me? Stay away from my family!"

Sure thing, Mrs. Sure thing.

Tuesday.

She’s dancing on her bed, swaying back and forth with a bottle of the good shit in her hand as Rent's theme song plays. It's only a commercial on TV, but fuck, it's still so good.

"How do you measure, indeed." She tips the bottle to the screen and take a swig before plopping down. There is a small child’s dream on the bedspread. Nothing too great, candy and poptarts and popcorn. Dave hasn't called and she’s a little worried. Cash is running low and she only has one set on stage this week. Payment is due on her room.

She reaches back and grabs a joint that sat on top of the dresser. Moving to sit on the counter in the bathroom and sparking it up, turning on the ventilator with a pointed toe. She checks her face in the mirror and presses her fingers to the dark patches that grew under her eyes.

"Pretty as a picture." She rests the smoke on her lips and pulls out her phone. That bill would also be due.

Cals number is number three on her speed dial. She presses the key on her cell-phone and is relieved when she hears his voice.

"I need some dates. Dave is MIA." He doesn't ask what happened. It's not his job. He gets her private jobs and some dates on stage that will give her what she needs.

He's a good friend.

Wednesday.

This guy is not as gentle as Dave. He likes bondage and spanking. He doesn't give pet names and he degrades as he fucks her. He wants her to look at him as he tells her the truth about herself the whole time. Calling her every name under the sun. She is a whore. She’s nothing. She’s desperate. He's twice Dave’s size, in every area, and it hurts. He's paying twice as much, but she wants out.

She wants him out.

Thursday.

She’s with another man. This one? She meets on her way back to her motel from work. He is odd. Different. He asks for her time, and pays her nothing. She goes because he is brave to ask. They play some arcade games that he pays for. They eat food that he pays for. They talk, and he is odd. 

He doesn’t let her go back to the motel, not for the reasons that are usual to her. He wants her to be safe. The motel is safe for her. She knows no one, and no one knows her. The people that reside there couldn’t afford her, and the last place she would be sought after from the type of men who could afford her would be this shitty motel. Still he insists. He is odd. 

They have a good night.

Friday. 

She lays listlessly in bed, watching the light grow dim in the room. She doesn't have the TV on and it’s quiet. Her stomach rumbles, but she’s too tired to move. It won't stop. She roll over and closes her eyes, but it begs for attention. So shoes are on and she’s up and moving. Her feet drag and the walk seems so long. She buys a hot dog from one vendor and a meatball sandwich from another. She sits on the street curb and eats both, not caring about who is looking at her. She’s not homeless, fuck them.

There is a bakery across the street and a hot beverage sounds good, right now. It's fucking cold and not even the expensive coat Dave bought her is heavy enough. She climb to her feet and makes her way over. It smells sugary and sweet inside. There is a perky cashier behind the counter who is annoying and way too happy. She orders a hot chocolate and takes a seat by the window. It burns her lips and makes her shiver, but it’s good.

She thinks about going back and ordering a cookie, but there are too many people in line and she is not desperate enough. The paper cup warms her hands as she holds it. Maybe a brownie? She looks back to the counter and debates again. Her eyes then catch another set of eyes as she turns her head.

He looks away at first; caught. It takes her a minute, but as she look down at his shoes, she recognizes him. His eyes come back to her and she feels pissed off. She’s had stalkers before, but this was just…annoying. She would fuck him, he just had to say it. Tell her you want it. Rather than doing…this.

You know?

She gets up and walks to his table. He shifts uncomfortably, trying to keep his eyes on his laptop, but fails as she takes a seat.

“A hundred bucks will make this a lot easier. For both of us, Creep.”

His eyes are offended.

"I didn't mean to stare. I just thought you looked familiar and I was trying to place where I knew you from," he apologizes.

"This is the third time I have seen you where I have been. You really think I am buying that shit?"

He squints, looking confused. "Two."

"No, Creep. Three. The corner store, the cemetery and here. I can count. Three."

The man shakes his head. "I don't remember seeing you at the cemetery."

"Yeah well, I remember you, Mr. Shiny Shoes. You were there."

"Well it's a strange coincidence," he concludes.

"If you want something, just say it. I'm the real deal. You get what you pay for. I don't play games and don't worry about the Wifey. I don't need that drama anymore than you do."

He sighs and closes the lid to his laptop. "What is your name?"

"Whatever you like." She expects him to play along, but he looks unamused. She rolls her eyes, giving him a fake. “Samantha.”

He nods. "That's a lovely name. I'm Gabriel, Samantha.” He knows it’s a fake. She sees it in his stare. He offers his hand, but she doesn’t shake it. "I'm not stalking you, nor do I want any…favors. It's just a misunderstanding I'm afraid."

"Uh-huh. Just know this, Gabriel. Next time I see you where I am, I am calling my friend Cal and telling him all about these little ‘misunderstands’. I'd watch where you go from now on, if I were you."

Gabriel calls her name as she stands up. “Samantha? I come here on Fridays, usually. Sometimes on the weekend, too. I can't give you a time, though. It varies."

She considers herself warned.

Saturday.

There is a stick that cannot be right, but the Hotline number says it is. She stares at it and can't breathe. She wonders of the names of the men she’s been with and tries to recall mistakes. Mistakes. They were all mistakes right? She counts backwards and tries to match the date with the person, but…she can’t.

There are just too many.

Sunday.

She is fucked. She is so fucked. There is a parasite inside of her and she is so fucked. She walks with a strict purpose towards the Women's Clinic and steps inside. She has never messed up this badly before. She is careful. She uses only men who are wealthy and clean and dignified. She is chanting words in her head. All eyes turn to her as the door closes. The room is quiet and full. She doesn't know what to do.

There is a window and a counter and a chart. She walks towards it, slowly. The woman asks her to sign in and she automatically writes her fake name. Her father would be so ashamed. She takes a seat, unable to focus on another clipboard the receptionist handed her.

The woman to her left has three children climbing all over her. She tries to smile and not seem annoyed, but one of them is stepping on her toes and it is highly fucking annoying. 

"Your first?" The mother asks and she nods slowly. "My limit is three. There's no way I am going for four." 

Oh.

"Have you done this before?" she whispers to the mother.

"Once. Accidents happen, ya know?" 

A nurse calls her in and she hasn’t finished her paperwork. It doesn't seem to matter. She asks her a series of questions and explains to her what will happen. The color must be gone from her face; She feels nothing there. Her fingertips are ice cold and numb. The nurse leaves and says she will be back.

She looks around the room. It smells like alcohol. Not the good kind. Sterile. The paper crunches under her as she shifts. It sounds ridiculously loud against the quiet. She tries to stay still, but cannot.

She thinks of the woman in the waiting room. Her child's face.

She gets up and leaves before the nurse returns.

Monday.

She feels this thing all the time. It is not noticeable to unknowing eyes, but she feels it. She knows it's there. It begs her for food and sleep. She wants to give it nothing. She needs to dance and make money. She has nothing left from the John earlier this week and that fuck Dave is officially gone.

She is at the club, but she’s scared to death someone will notice this thing she’s trying to hide. It is all in her mind - the bump – but the fear is too great. This outfit is too revealing and she is too tired and she feels herself shaking and freaking out.

Cal covers for her tonight, but doesn't ask why he has to. He just does it. She is in her motel room, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She’s naked and she sees it. They might not see it, but she sees it. It is hideous. It is disgusting.

She is disgusting.

She is low.

An accident.

It sounds so much nicer.

She rushes out of her motel room and to the edge of the steps. Her room is on the third floor; that would be a mighty fall. Her breathing is hard and she feels a tear sliding down her cheek. She closes her eyes and hears the preacher on the TV in her mind. Her body goes limp and she is falling.

They are falling.

[st4rving4ever]

ts is so good and low cal and filling af! it’s:

- konjac angel hair which is 10 cals for the pack

- chicken meatballs

- tomato sauce

- veggies like tomatoes, spinach and carrots

- i added hot sauce too and it’s so tasty and filling

[lurking4stars]

I couldnt refuse my mom when she said she saved some of her homemade meatballs/bulettes just for me

That's another 200+ cals

And I broke my f4st only 5 hours in

I cant fucking do this today, I have to ⭐️ve longer tomorrow

I'll have kimchi for dinner tomorrow, it's low cal

I hope I'll love it, I never tried it before

[fyreanddesire]

Chapter 3: c’est la vie

Monday.

There is a woman shouting in her face. She deserves it. Everything the woman is saying about her is true.  She’s low. She’s trash. She’s a home-wrecker. Dave is going to be pissed. How stupid of her; leaving strands of blonde-colored curls in the drain. She knew better. 

Shocking it even took his wife this long to find out.

Shrugging her off, she walks past the angry woman, continuing on her way to work. To please yet another woman’s husband. She can’t be late today. 

"You hear me? Stay away from my family!"

Sure thing, Mrs. Sure thing.

Tuesday.

She’s dancing on her bed, swaying back and forth with a bottle of the good shit in her hand as Rent's theme song plays. It's only a commercial on TV, but fuck, it's still so good.

"How do you measure, indeed." She tips the bottle to the screen and take a swig before plopping down. There is a small child’s dream on the bedspread. Nothing too great, candy and poptarts and popcorn. Dave hasn't called and she’s a little worried. Cash is running low and she only has one set on stage this week. Payment is due on her room.

She reaches back and grabs a joint that sat on top of the dresser. Moving to sit on the counter in the bathroom and sparking it up, turning on the ventilator with a pointed toe. She checks her face in the mirror and presses her fingers to the dark patches that grew under her eyes.

"Pretty as a picture." She rests the smoke on her lips and pulls out her phone. That bill would also be due.

Cals number is number three on her speed dial. She presses the key on her cell-phone and is relieved when she hears his voice.

"I need some dates. Dave is MIA." He doesn't ask what happened. It's not his job. He gets her private jobs and some dates on stage that will give her what she needs.

He's a good friend.

Wednesday.

This guy is not as gentle as Dave. He likes bondage and spanking. He doesn't give pet names and he degrades as he fucks her. He wants her to look at him as he tells her the truth about herself the whole time. Calling her every name under the sun. She is a whore. She’s nothing. She’s desperate. He's twice Dave’s size, in every area, and it hurts. He's paying twice as much, but she wants out.

She wants him out.

Thursday.

She’s with another man. This one? She meets on her way back to her motel from work. He is odd. Different. He asks for her time, and pays her nothing. She goes because he is brave to ask. They play some arcade games that he pays for. They eat food that he pays for. They talk, and he is odd. 

He doesn’t let her go back to the motel, not for the reasons that are usual to her. He wants her to be safe. The motel is safe for her. She knows no one, and no one knows her. The people that reside there couldn’t afford her, and the last place she would be sought after from the type of men who could afford her would be this shitty motel. Still he insists. He is odd. 

They have a good night.

Friday. 

She lays listlessly in bed, watching the light grow dim in the room. She doesn't have the TV on and it’s quiet. Her stomach rumbles, but she’s too too tired to move. It won't stop. She roll over and closes her eyes, but it begs for attention. So shoes are on and she’s up and moving. Her feet drag and the walk seems so long. She buys a hot dog from one vendor and a meatball sandwich from another. She sits on the street curb and eats both, not caring about who is looking at her. She’s not homeless, fuck them.

There is a bakery across the street and a hot beverage sounds good, right now. It's fucking cold and not even the expensive coat Dave bought her is heavy enough. She climb to her feet and makes her way over. It smells sugary and sweet inside. There is a perky cashier behind the counter who is annoying and way too happy. She orders a hot chocolate and takes a seat by the window. It burns her lips and makes her shiver, but it’s good.

She thinks about going back and ordering a cookie, but there are too many people in line and she is not desperate enough. The paper cup warms her hands as she holds it. Maybe a brownie? She looks back to the counter and debates again. Her eyes then catch another set of eyes as she turns her head.

He looks away at first; caught. It takes her a minute, but as she look down at his shoes, she recognizes him. His eyes come back to her and she feels pissed off. She’s had stalkers before, but this was just…annoying. She would fuck him, he just had to say it. Tell her you want it. Rather than doing…this.

You know?

She gets up and walks to his table. He shifts uncomfortably, trying to keep his eyes on his laptop, but fails as she takes a seat.

“A hundred bucks will make this a lot easier. For both of us, Creep.”

His eyes are offended.

"I didn't mean to stare. I just thought you looked familiar and I was trying to place where I knew you from," he apologizes.

"This is the third time I have seen you where I have been. You really think I am buying that shit?"

He squints, looking confused. "Two."

"No, Creep. Three. The corner store, the cemetery and here. I can count. Three."

The man shakes his head. "I don't remember seeing you at the cemetery."

"Yeah well, I remember you, Mr. Shiny Shoes. You were there."

"Well it's a strange coincidence," he concludes.

"If you want something, just say it. I'm the real deal. You get what you pay for. I don't play games and don't worry about the Wifey. I don't need that drama anymore than you do."

He sighs and closes the lid to his laptop. "What is your name?"

"Whatever you like." She expects him to play along, but he looks unamused. She rolls her eyes, giving him a fake. “Samantha.”

He nods. "That's a lovely name. I'm Gabriel, Samantha.” He knows it’s a fake. She sees it in his stare. He offers his hand, but she doesn’t shake it. "I'm not stalking you, nor do I want any…favors. It's just a misunderstanding I'm afraid."

"Uh-huh. Just know this, Gabriel. Next time I see you where I am, I am calling my friend Cal and telling him all about these little ‘misunderstands’. I'd watch where you go from now on, if I were you."

Gabriel calls her name as she stands up. “Samantha? I come here on Fridays, usually. Sometimes on the weekend, too. I can't give you a time, though. It varies."

She considers herself warned.

Saturday.

There is a stick that cannot be right, but the Hotline number says it is. She stares at it and can't breathe. She wonders of the names of the men she’s been with and tries to recall mistakes. Mistakes. They were all mistakes right? She counts backwards and tries to match the date with the person, but…she can’t.

There are just too many.

Sunday.

She is fucked. She is so fucked. There is a parasite inside of her and she is so fucked. She walks with a strict purpose towards the Women's Clinic and steps inside. She has never messed up this badly before. She is careful. She uses only men who are wealthy and clean and dignified. She is chanting words in her head. All eyes turn to her as the door closes. The room is quiet and full. She doesn't know what to do.

There is a window and a counter and a chart. She walks towards it, slowly. The woman asks her to sign in and she automatically writes her fake name. Her father would be so ashamed. She takes a seat, unable to focus on another clipboard the receptionist handed her.

The woman to her left has three children climbing all over her. She tries to smile and not seem annoyed, but one of them is stepping on her toes and it is highly fucking annoying. 

"Your first?" The mother asks and she nods slowly. "My limit is three. There's no way I am going for four." 

Oh.

"Have you done this before?" she whispers to the mother.

"Once. Accidents happen, ya know?" 

A nurse calls her in and she hasn’t finished her paperwork. It doesn't seem to matter. She asks her a series of questions and explains to her what will happen. The color must be gone from her face; She feels nothing there. Her fingertips are ice cold and numb. The nurse leaves and says she will be back.

She looks around the room. It smells like alcohol. Not the good kind. Sterile. The paper crunches under her as she shifts. It sounds ridiculously loud against the quiet. She tries to stay still, but cannot.

She thinks of the woman in the waiting room. Her child's face.

She gets up and leaves before the nurse returns.

Monday.

She feels this thing all the time. It is not noticeable to unknowing eyes, but she feels it. She knows it's there. It begs her for food and sleep. She wants to give it nothing. She needs to dance and make money. She has nothing left from the John earlier this week and that fuck Dave is officially gone.

She is at the club, but she’s scared to death someone will notice this thing she’s trying to hide. It is all in her mind - the bump – but the fear is too great. This outfit is too revealing and she is too tired and she feels herself shaking and freaking out.

Cal covers for her tonight, but doesn't ask why he has to. He just does it. She is in her motel room, staring at her reflection in the mirror. She’s naked and she sees it. They might not see it, but she sees it. It is hideous. It is disgusting.

She is disgusting.

She is low.

An accident.

It sounds so much nicer.

She rushes out of her motel room and to the edge of the steps. Her room is on the third floor; that would be a mighty fall. Her breathing is hard and she feels a tear sliding down her cheek. She closes her eyes and hears the preacher on the TV in her mind. Her body goes limp and she is falling.

They are falling.

[princessupgradesxo]

Hey my royal subjects,

Today was kind of an easy day, but I didn’t manage any work outs just a nice walk. It was a pretty nice day, just outwardly manifesting the whole day and projecting it to my household. You know the vibes xoxo

Only ate 900 cal today - I really wanted to do 400/450 but my uncle made dinner for the family and it was too awkward to say no. I had no idea how many calories the meal was but I took the smallest amount I could, I’m just going to assume rice and lamb meatballs ain’t gonna be low lool. Or I keep telling myself idk.

Ugh it was so good too, I really hate that I eat food for taste - it’s this sidereal chart cancer sun Taurus moon Leo Venus, I didn’t stand a chance I’m just a decadent food babe.

Anyways, I’m still intermittent fasting (16:8 - today I “accidentally” done 18:6). Im not going to weigh myself for a bit because im just trying to feel changes in my body, I keep telling myself my stomach already looks flatter but it’s not quick enough. I need to be a size 8 tomorrow like that’s how I feel. Really need to get into core exercises and some thigh shit because I need those two sorted. I don’t know if anyone knows any good ones for arms and chest, these big titties have GOT to go. It’s them or me at this point lool.

Anyways, I’m going to sleep!

Good night and love love love!

Princess x

27/10/23

[losing-my-own-weight]

May 21, 2023

so I was going to fast for 24 hours like I did a few days ago. instead, I caved after about hour 17 and ate some spaghetti and meatballs. this, along with some baked chips, a rice krispie treat, and a nutri grain bar, took me near 1000 calories for the day. with exercise, the net turned out to be around 750, which is still quite a bit. still, I got down below 283 today

tonight though, I went over that weight again, which I don't love. didn't help that I binged a little and ate some more spaghetti and meatballs with baked chips. it's around 750 cals total

my current diet

no more than 1200 calories per day

must bicycle at least 20 minutes and do at least 2000 steps (yes it's low, I know) per day. in addition, must pick up some weights most days

aim for less than 1000 calories per day

at least a 16 hour fast per day, if not longer

you can have anything you want, so long as it is under the calorie goal.

with this, I've lost 12 pounds in 13 days, and hopefully that kind of pace continues

[justcigarettesandselfloathing]

❌Tw ed!❌

Check in of meals this week 💕

Monday: Kale, tinned anchovies, lemon, garlic and chili (137 cals)

Tuesday: mashed potato + meatballs (508 cals 😬)

Wednesday: Konjac pasta, onion, tomatoes, herbs and Parmesan (200 cals)

Thursday: Konjac pasta, onion, tomatoes, herbs and Parmesan (200 cals)

Friday: Orzo, butternut squash, herbs, preserved lemon and sugar snap peas (452 cals)

Saturday: Orzo, butternut squash, herbs, preserved lemon and sugar snap peas (452 cals)

Sunday: Butternut squash mash, kale with chili and lemon, 2 low fat lamb sausages (337 cals)

I also have herbal tea for breakfast and an apple cider vinegar gummy at lunch everyday with 9cals .

For exercise I do a 30 minute HIIT workout every morning and 45 minutes of yoga and this week I did an hour long hike on Monday and Thursday as well :)

[pockpockpockie]

Okay, so soup

Soup normally doesn’t have a lot of calories but if you buy the permafrost stuff it’s not nearly as filling and has a ton of calories per serving. So I’ve decided to make a soup that per pot, is 816 calories. Which I know seems like a lot but you don’t have to eat it all in one sitting.

Ingredients:

One Roma tomatoe *35 calories*

One large white onion *64 calories*

Gold potato *110 calories*

Ground white pepper *7 calories for a teaspoon*

Ground black pepper *around 17 calories per tablespoon*

Sea salt *no calories*

Chicken broth (you can use vegetable or beef broth if you prefer I only had chicken) ~5 calories per cup~

Ground beef -optional (I used 9.5 ounces) *476 calories*

Olive oil *120*

~Steps~

Mince half the onion, 1/4 of the minced onion should be reserved for meatballs

Dice the entire tomato

Slice the round parts of the potato and make them into thin slices

Measure out four cups of the broth, and one of water

Reserved onions should be combined worth the meat and seasoned with salt, the ground peppers. Roll the meat into small balls

Heat a pan and add one table spoon of olive oil when pan is hot, roll oil around pan.

Place the meatballs one by one into the pan, wait for it to sizzle before placing another meatball. (That way there is less oil being absorbed.)

When they brown on one side, use a spoon or spatula to flip them and brown on the other side.

When they are browned on all sides, take them out and place in a bowl. It is okay if there is some pink.

Use a new pot, or just pour the oil and grease out of the pan and use a paper towel to wipe the excess oil. (It is up to you.)

Heat the pan/pot, then place the meatballs.

Slowly, pour in the broth and then the water. By boiling the meatballs, you ensure that they are fully cooked.

Wait a minute or two, then carefully place in the potato slices.

Wait 5 or 7 minutes before placing the tomatoes and onions.

Add any additional spices and cover.

Keep the soup at a low boil and if there is any over boiling, turn it off. Then turn it back on, after it settles, at a lower level.

Let it cook until the potatoes are soft.

Notes

You can add more vegetables, spices or substitute the meat. This is just a bare minimum soup that tastes pretty yummy. Serving sizes vary as do the calories per bowl, but per cup it should be around 165.

(Sorry for the lack of pictures of the process, I was too hungry and forget to take some!!)

[170toskinny]

My take on low cal spaghetti with meat balls and what I used! 🤗

1 bag of shiritaki noodles: 45 Cals

1/2 cup of rags simply: 70 Cals

5 huvudroll meatballs from ikea: 190 cals

Total: 305 cals

[anavegan]

🌱Vegan Low Cal Falafel🌱

These are only 14cal per ball! 6 makes a good portion and comes in at 84cal. Per weight they’re about a third of the calories of meatballs

Most falafel recipes include oil/flour/breadcrumbs/deep frying but this is a modifed recipe I’ve been experimenting with for a while

I make loads one go and freeze them, then cook from frozen in the oven/air fryer. This recipe makes 50-60.

🌱Ingredients🌱

2 cans of chickpeas in water (drained weight 480g) - 614cal

200g peas - 138cal

Lemon (zest and juice) - 11cal

6 garlic cloves - 12cal

30g fresh mint - 21cal

15g fresh parsley - 10cal

Red chilli - 6 cal

Salt, pepper, for seasoning

OPTIONAL: 4 tablespoons of a flour of your choice. Without the flour the falafels have a much more crumbly texture, but I usually leave it out because it saves calories

🌱Method🌱

Drain and rinse the chickpeas. Using a blender or potato masher, mash together the peas and the chickpeas. I get them fairly smooth but with some texture still

Chops up the herbs, garlic, and chilli finely. Add all the ingredients and mix it together.

The mixture should be firm and sticky, if it’s too dry then add some water. Use your hands to form the falafel into balls. I count how many I make and work out how many calories are in each.

Bake from frozen for 10-12 mins.

I usually use them in salad bowls, in wraps, as a meat substitute in family dinners, or as a snack with low cal Greek yoghurt. They’re really nice!

🌱🌱🌱