Sunday, April 13, 2014
Today I gave away a booklet of McDonald's coupons to a little girl at church who greeted me with the church bulletin. What a wonderful trade! My plan was to use a coupon to buy a fast food lunch and take it to the lake and eat there in the beautiful sunshine. The only problem was that the coupon for the 2/$3 Fillet of Fish sandwiches would have cost me over 2/3 of my daily WW points for the day. Sometimes I'm a fool for coupons and get lured into the overeating trap. I knew I couldn't eat just one fillet, and my mind was trying to devise all kinds of ways to eliminate one or both rolls and just have the fillets, sans the tartar sauce, of course. But I knew the temptation would be too great, once I was holding them in my hot little hands. It began to get really complicated in my mind. I know from the Bible that confusion is not of the Lord, so prior to church I stopped and briefly sought the Lord for wisdom on the matter. That's when the idea of a Wendy's salad came to mind. I remembered last spring how they had such a beautiful variety of delicious salads, and so I began to settle down and took the coupons with me to give to the first outstretched hand, or just leave them in the lobby for someone later on! That's when the little girl came running to meet me when I was being pushed up the wheelchair ramp. It was like God had it all planned out for me once I surrendered my will and my plans to Him. It was like a tremendous load was lifted from me. He truly did carry my burden today.I wanted to shout "FREE AT LAST! Thank God almighty, I'm free at last!"
And so , after church I stopped at Wendys and then found a lovely spot at lakeside and really enjoyed my Apple/Pecan salad, with the delicious vinaigrette dressing, blue cheese, and spicy pecans. It was just a dollar more than the fried fish food that would have destroyed my day, and my "JUST SAY NO" plan. And if that were not enough of a victory, I also passed up Wendy's little $1 key chain special that gets you a free small chocolate frosty. I put the frosty in the same category as my beloved Mcdonald's small vanilla cones, and my strength plan continues in full force.
Instead of Sunday being a day of destruction, it turned out to be a day of blessing, which is what the Lord's Day is supposed to be, and I am so grateful, and looking forward to my next weigh in.
Friday, April 11, 2014
The title of this blog is my new mantra. Every time I say "No!" to a temptation I get stronger. I won't let those tempting snacks and comfort foods creep in. My new strength is in saying "No!" I still haven't had a McDonalds small vanilla cone in several weeks now although my life has been filled with doctor's appointments and other health issues that in the past warranted a stop at McD's after every such visit. I've come to realize that it is my inner child that is demanding her little goodie for being a good girl and going to the doctor. No more, kid. Like I said to the child the other day after an afternoon filled with CT scans and MRIs, sit down, shut up, and go to sleep! I then turned onto the expressway and continued home, as the adult in charge. We went home to a meal that was all planned out ahead of time, ready and waiting. It was delicious, filling and very satisfying. And it came in under my points range for the day. With my new take-charge behaviors, I lost 7 pounds last week, following a 2.2 loss from the week before that so inspired me to start my Just Say No Strength Training plan. Just for today, it's going great and I feel stronger every day. although I didn't plan it this way, I will have surgery coming up and I want to be in as good health, physically, mentally and spiritually that I can be. If saying "No" to a tempting snack will get me there, then so much the better and worth every missed cone!!
Tuesday, April 08, 2014
I have, by the grace of God, remained strong throughout the past week, and put that inner strength to good use by abstaining from the compulsive overeating that had begun to become the norm for me. I continued to stay focused on the next weigh in and how I wanted to feel when I finally stepped on the scale at my meeting on the following Wednesday morning. For those of you who actually own a scale and live with the little creature in your home, you can just hop on and off whenever. But for me, I've got to make it through the week, all 7 days, without so much as a whisper of how the wind is blowing. Was that little snack a detriment? or did some activity burn it off before it permanently took up residence on my body? So I get to Sunday night, which seems to be the limit of my endurance, 4 full days, and I suddenly can feel my resources weaken. There seems to be something about the 4 day span for me; when I get 4 days out from a restart, I lose my appetite and gain strength, but when I'm in it for the long haul, 4 days out seems to be a cross roads time of "take the left fork, or the right fork! So this past week I've been picking up the right fork or no fork at all, and I think it's going to be good. Even though I've been on an anti-inflammatory steroidal medicine, I'm still very hopeful. Hoping to post good news in the next few days.
Wednesday, April 02, 2014
Today I discovered that the greatest motivator for me was to lose 2.2 pounds at my weigh in. I've lost that and more in the past, but today was different.
It made my days of struggle last week all the more worth while, because I did so well on my good days that they made up for the few days that I wasn't at my best. Those two pounds were worth their weight in gold today, and for the future, I'm even more inspired to do really well on the days that I have it in me to succeed because I never know what's in store for me tomorrow!
I guess that's true of so many things, but today that understanding really hit me. I guess it's what Oprah calls the AHA! moment! It's a new insight into something I've always been aware of on some level, but the light bulb only went off today!
Monday, March 24, 2014
IT'S OVER! I almost had a 100% victory but I caved last night and gave in to the awful powerful white powdery crumb! So I had a portion of the cake, a hefty strip and cut it into chunks, and then put the box back into the fridge. It called me during the night to try to get me to come back out to the kitchen and throw it away, but I KNEW THAT WAS THE trying to lure me back to the scene of the crime and the "piece de resistance. and I am SOOOOOOO WEAK at night. " I refused to fall for the scheme and put the demise of the cake off to the morning. Well, can you believe, the still tried to tempt me and tell me that I could have just one piece for breakfast?? Well, by this time my housekeeper aide had arrived and before she started her chores, I asked her for her help. She's also a WW so she understood when I handed her the grocery bag with the box of cake in it, and asked her to bury it in the garbage bag as deep as it would go, because I couldn't do it. She did so, bless her heart, and now, THE CAKE IS GONE. Via con dios, aufweiderseine, and adieu! And so ends the amazing saga of the crummy crumb cake, almost my nemesis, but now the victim of the garbage dump.
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