With Thanksgiving just around the bend, I'm paying a lot of attention to the things I should have gratitude for, and I feel that area is overly abundant! My husband and I don't make a lot of money, but we have jobs we really enjoy. Our kids are healthy and happy, and aren't having to do without anything. We have wonderful parents who help us when he need it, and give us space when we don't. We both got everything we wanted for our birthdays, and even a few surprises. Our bills are paid, our home is cozy and conveniently located, and our car is in great shape. Everything is not just as it should be. . . it's better!
As for progress on my eating binges, I definitely see light at the end of this 13 year tunnel! Yesterday morning I went to my mom's house and stopped at McDonnald's on the way. I know an Egg McMuffin is actually not a bad way to go for breakfast, but I stuck with a yogurt parfait instead. I got a couple of sausage biscuits, hash brown, and chocolate milk for the boys. I went ahead and gave the boys their hash browns for two reasons, bide their appetites, and banish my temptation! I ended up eating my yogurt parfait and half a sausage biscuit. Before I could have eaten 2 sausage biscuits (or 1 Egg McMuffin), a hash brown, yogurt parfait and a large orange juice.
For lunch I had some of my mom's homemade turkey chili. I didn't put American or cheddar cheese and a ton crackers in it like I usually do. I just savored the flavor of the chili all on it's own.
My mom and I went out together for a while. Sunday's have turned into a ladies day out for us. We ended up at Taco Bell for dinner, because they've brought back the Gordita Crunch, which my mom LOVES! She insisted I try one, (so I ordered ONE), and we split an order of cheesy fiesta potatoes. I can eat a whole "Bell Box" by myself!
Somehow though, what I ate through the day felt very satisfying. I'm sure I could have made healthier choices, but fast food is something I've always binged on, and for the first time yesterday, I didn't!
Last night on the way home, I decided to stop and get the boys something for dinner. We ended up at Wendy's, and before I pulled into the drive thru I asked myself "Am I hungry?" When the answer was no, I didn't even think about ordering myself anything. Before, not being hungry meant ordering a side ceasar, chili, potato, or frosty.
I know my kids and I ate fast food twice in one day, which we usually don't even eat twice in one week! I know there are better food choices that could have been made, but I'm proud of myself. I'm not trying to force myself to be the perfect eater, because I honestly don't believe there is such a thing. But I'm proud of the little bit of progress I've found.
And hey, I lost one pound this week, or at least that's what the scale at the convenience store said, so I'm proud! That's the goal anyway. . . one pound a week, or 5 pounds a month. And by this time next year, I'll be a knockout!