Day 213 comes to an end

I'm counting backwards. I started at day 215, which is 215 days from my family reunion in June. I have 215 days to lose weight and get in shape. That sounds like plenty of time, for normal people, that is, but for me....well...I digress on occasion so I need every day I can get. Okay, okay, I know it's not a temporary thing, this whole weight loss thing. I know it's not a "diet," it's a "lifestyle change." That's just code for "really long diet" in my dictionary. The only lifestyle change I have to make is to accept the fact that my lifestyle will always include being on a diet. Small victories are to be celebrated, however. I've gone three complete days now without varying one tiny bit from my healthy eating plan. The weekend was a cinch. It's always easier for me when I have time to cook and prepare the meals. It's when the busy work week rolls around that my car tends to roll through the drive-thru too often because I don't want/feel like/have anything to cook at home. It's all about the planning. I'm treating it like a project at work. In my job, I am the quintessential over-achiever. You want it done? Give it to me. It'll get done twice as fast and three times better than anyone else. So if I treat this eating plan like a work project, I'm hoping my natural over-achievedness will take over. It's worth a shot. That's one mind game I haven't yet tried on myself. I did manage to make it through the whole day without hitting the candy jar on my secretary's desk, however. Easy, you say? I think not. I have to walk by it about a thousand times a day. And each time I walk by, I look at it. Not glance, mind you, but full out stare it down as if it were going to jump up and start dancing or something. It's almost like a game of chicken between me and the candy jar. Which one of us will give in first? Usually it's me, but today I was cold and hard as steel. No candy passed my lips and that was a challenge because there were little Reese's cups, the mini chocolate candy bar assortment from Hershey's and Tootsie Pops. (I obviously looked long enough to take a detailed inventory). So now I have one apple left to go on my day's eating plan. Or maybe I'll have grapes instead. I'll ponder that grand decision for a while and blog about it tomorrow as if anyone really cares to hear about my eating obsession. Oh well, it helps me anyways. Day 213...a small success.