Saturday, February 05, 2011
I soooo know what you are talking about when you say you are tired of resisting your DH's snacks. I have chocolate wrappers left on DH's side table in the TV room calling my name (yes, we're on a first-name basis! Hi Diane, come and get me! Yum, yum, yum, I'm waiting for youhoo!) and the coconut jam rolls in the cupboards... next to DH's heart meds (!!!) and the maple cookies still waiting for the grandkids to return (but I put packing tape on those suckers to stop me from snacking in the middle of the night, you know, after I got up a fourth time to use the washroom) etc., etc., etc. Every once in a while when the b.... the b..... the beast in me has had enough, I'll have a good old fashioned fight with DH and accuse him of trying to lead me astray on purpose. When I calm down, he assures me that he's so proud of my progress so far and urges me to keep going. If that's the case, he sure has a funny way to show his support. But I know what you are talking about. It's the constant nagging those treats are for you, isn't it! One can resist only so long. Sooner or later, Iíll have a bar or little cake but I'm careful not to go berserk on those. Once I get this out of the way, I get back on track as soon as I can. What can I say other than "life happens" and life is not always perfect. One thing is for sure, Iím still ahead of the game because a few months ago, I would have had that snack every time my DH did.
I know too how you feel about often blogging about falling off the wagon. OK, I'm starting to really, I mean REALLY hate that expression. But seriously, this is why we are here. isn't it? We support each others when the hard times are here and help each others from making more bad decisions. The bottom line is that, contrary to the popular belief, we are not perfect and we will fall from time to time. The trick is to get back up and learn something on the way. Which brings me to last night.
After struggling a bit in January, I found again some of my initial motivation and I had a great week. I stayed pretty much within my calorie range, exercised daily, drank all my 8 glasses of water and a couple more. However... (you knew there was a but in there somewhere, didn't you) I had to attend a social event which lasted until 8 p.m. There was no food served at all and when I got home, I completely blew it; I mean doubled my calories blew it. And it wasn't the chocolate bars that did it; itís the fat content of the food I ate. I was so hungry that I ate the equivalent of a dinner when I was preparing the dinner. I ate everything I could put my hands on. LESSON LEARNED: DON'T EVER LET YOURSELF GO TOO HUNGRY. I should have brought a Nutribar or a fruit (or two) with me and I should have ate it on the drive back home. By then, my stomach would have had the time to register the food intake and the outcome would not have been so dramatic. And afterward, once I got to the food tracker to record all of it, I was first a little surprised at the amount of calories consumed. Then the feelings poured in: I was ashamed of myself (after the fact of courseÖ), I was angry at myself for not having the will to make smarter food choices - and I know better, I was disappointed at myself for slowing my weight loss progress that way. We are educated and smart people yet, how is it we keep on doing this? Is it sufficient to say that we need that break every once in a while, that we are human and are not perfect and that we make mistakes and will likely continue to make them. Iíd say that itís probably the correct answer(s). Iíd say that the difference here is that now we have learned to pick ourselves up as often as necessary and to keep on keeping.
For me today, it was all about damage control with double time on the cardio. Perhaps, pretty please with a cherry on top, the scale will be kind to me tomorrow. If not, I certainly know why!!!
No matter, KEEP ON SPARKING, you'll get there.
Me : ) ** Make it Happen in 2011 **