Friday, January 11, 2013
I'm not a fan of people on diets telling other people their weight loss success. The happiness in their eyes. I hate that. I found myself doing that yesterday.
I was at a work potluck, where I managed to eat a few berries and ONE pork egg roll (yum). I had to tell a couple people about my wonderful dinner.
My dinner the night before was spaghetti with chicken breast. This is one of our favorite meals and I measured out 4oz dry pasta, for my hubby and I to share; I flattened my chicken breast. I cooked the boneless, skinless chicken in a skillet, sprayed with Pam. When chicken was done I put a reduced fat Swiss cheese slice and 1/2 cup of sauce on top.
It was so damn good. And all I could think was how satisfied I was. I stayed within the recommended servings and I was full. I think back at how I used to cook the entire pack of pasta and use the entire bottle of sauce for three people. Sometimes we had leftovers but sometimes we didn't.
I've only been eating better since 12/29/12. Today is two weeks. I already feel like I've stopped the overeating train and it feels good to pay more attention to myself.