Wow, who knew cheating would effect me so much? I have been amazingly good staying on my diet, eating what I should and happily doing these things, but once I cheated this past weekend, I feel like 3/4 of my progress has evaporated. Yes, I may still be down the same amount of weight (not positive about that) and yes, I may be fitting SLIGHTLY better in my clothes, but those damn craving are back with a vengance.
In the morning, I have my breakfast cereal, and dream of an egg sandwich... lunch, a huge salad with dry tuna, delicious, but eat the wheat roll unassumingly provided by the restaurant I ordered from. Now I have plans for dinner with friends, and know what I should eat, and am also aware of what I want to eat. Two sides of the spectrum (believe me).
But I just checked their menu online, looks like great Thai food, my friend Christina swears by it, and there is a steamed veggie platter just calling my name. Hmph!
What do I really want? The cocnut milk soup and chicken satay dish... no bueno.
I have accepted this offer of double date night, because I refuse to become a hermit just because I am watching my weight. I refuse to make this change in my life something I loathe. Because believe me, I have been there and done that, and somehow I am larger then I have ever been. So those other hermit enducing, cabbage soup, grapefruit and black coffee diets are obviously not the trick.
I know what the trick is. Its just a matter of practicing what we learn. I have struggled with my weight in a family of excersize physiologist, marathon runners my entire life. Believe me when I say, I know what to do. Its almost this iinternal rebellion I have always struggled with, sometimes consciously, sometimes subconsciously. Either way it has ended up negatively.
No I am in love with the man of my dreams, and guess what? His major was excersize physiology... Do I run for the hills? No, I just need to start running the hills.
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