Thursday, October 11, 2012
Well, I wondered why I was so worked up about cooking Thanksgiving dinner and I finally figured it out. It wasn't just the cooking, it was the fear of pigging out on the traditional favourites. I wasn't perfect but I was moderate.
I didn't have to make the traditional things the traditional way. I suppose I could have made healthy versions and maybe gotten away with it. For instance, I made Martha Stewart's stuffing recipe that calls for white bread. However, I could have used whole grain. I could have lightened up many of the sides as well and still had lots of flavour.
As a result, of eating sugary thing, white flour, etc. I feel like I have been run over with a truck.
My head is foggy. I forced myself to go to Zumba and a group personal training section but it was like moving through molasses.
I have come to the conclusion that maybe I can't eat the way I did even on special occasions. It is not even about weight gain. It is more about feeling bloated, having stomach upset and lethargy. I must really ponder how I will handle the upcoming holiday season.