Ok. Breathe. My dear and well-loved friends are leaving tomorrow and I can send all the off-the-menu stuff with them. Before the holiday I was doing well with planning my meals and staying under 1600 calories (radical stuff for me). I am a little sad with myself for not staying more with the plan the last couple of days, at least in terms of exercise. I have trouble setting boundaries under these circumstances. If I were sure myself-- making plans to exercise, for example-- my friends would support me. But because I want them to feel celebrated and have a nice time, I don't feel okay about absenting myself for a couple of hours to do that.
It's all okay. Back in the saddle. I enjoyed my holiday foods very much, but I don't feel very good on them, so there's some feeling of relief about getting back to my prior routine.
One nice plus was seeing the pictures. There were my dear and beautiful family/friends and there was me, and I looked fine. Not gorgeous, but normal, the way I have pictured myself mentally for years-- isn't that funny? In my mind I've been twenty pounds lighter all along