Families are great. Mine is wonderful (most of them anyway) and we all have this passionate love for food. While some can control it, there are a few of us (I'm raising my hand here) who have a serious weight issue and a compulsion to eat until we burst.
As my family got together this weekend I was determined this wouldn't be a repeat of Thanksgiving where I binged. There is the usual trip to the grocery store where I managed to just skip the shopping for the food orgy that was going to take place and instead ate a plate of sushi, California rolls with brown rice to be specific. It was my lunch and dinner was going to be a salad.
But then it happens. Conversation flows. Things are set out. Dark chocolate covered almonds, garlic bread, warm Brie but there are also good things too. Fruit of every description. Vegetables for the chopping. Salad makings.
The evening melts away and although I made a small plate of cheese and garlic crouton slices, I also had fruit on it. My hand only found its way to the chocolate covered almonds three times, each time just taking three of them. It wasn't as bad as I imagined.
To set some sort of record for my family, there were two lovely blackberry pies that remained untouched, still setting in my daughter's kitchen this morning.
I'm pleased to say that I survived the weekend. I survived the temptation to binge. The thing that really helped keep me in line is the thought that tomorrow I am PAYING to step on a scale. I do not want the numbers to get stuck because I'm doing stupid stuff in the kitchen, or living room or even on the porch. I want to control portions, food and really enjoy it, not feel guilty over it.
I think I have turned a corner...bring on the scale!
Priscilla
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