Breakfast: protein shake
Lunch: turkey and vegetables, 1/4 piece of Naan bread
Snack: 1/2 cup homemade ham and bean soup (finally made some, turned out nummy)
Also: six or seven Marshmints and 2 chocolate covered cherries
So a normal, healthy diet plus five hundred calories of candy. Do I feel well on this? NO. Am I still gaining weight? Probably not, as I am Totally Off this week and getting in plenty of Zumba and walks. But I'm up three pounds which we all know takes me roughly forever to lose. And my self-respect is wobbly because I am not faring all that well in the siege of Me vs Christmas candy. The wise and obvious thing to do is to purge or stash everything. Some things have been purged, some stashed, some are now forming part of my fat stores. I found what my husband hid for me. So that has to be re-hidden :) It's funny how I went back to the way I regularly eat and exercise (habit), except that I still feel entitled to the candy (more habit? Pray not.)
On a more cheerful note I went shopping at the post-Christmas sales and have two more pairs of 12s in my wardrobe, and the tops I bought were mediums. So I can't really have ballooned as much as I have in imagination.
There is a very dear and moving post by Gina on Fit by 41 (see my sidebar if the link is wonky.) I think it's really to the point as we slide into the New Year. Where does the need to change come from? Not just the wish to do so, but that wall you hit where you realize, "Yeah, okay, that's it. I'm not doing it that way anymore." For me it was entirely health stuff. I had my share of embarrassing moments-- I recall being asked to demonstrate an outfit at one of those at-home shopping party hosted by a friend whom I may at some point forgive. It was these little knit tubey things and my body was just not ready to demonstrate knit tubey things. The saleswoman said something like, "Well, that's not how it's supposed to look, on someone ELSE..." Anyway, a stack of those moments didn't do it. I had to get to the point where I didn't feel good physically, where I had (have) real diagnoses looming if I don't do something.
Which is good to remember now, as I take steps into the new year and either hold my ground, make further progress, or get "comfortable" and let the sugar creep in and my weight creep up. Ugh.
So here's my line in the sand.
Off to go hide some chocolate :)