The first week back on the program is done! Phew… I made it, and I made it through successfully (for the most part.)
And, I lost 3.4 pounds my first week back!
Going into the first week, I felt optimistic and excited to be able to get back on track… and I’m so glad that feeling stuck. Feeling restricted or limited on what I can eat makes me crazy, but for some reason… this week just felt good. Normal.
There was one moment this week that was surprisingly rough: New Year’s Eve. And, I’ll be honest, it snuck up on me. I didn’t think it had a chance to get to me, but it did.
My friend LaDawn threw a party and put together a lovely time for a group of friends. Such a fun night laughing and celebrating the arrival of the new year! My Struggle: The New Year’s Spread.
I did exactly what I always do: I brought something that I knew I could eat. I ate my dinner before. And, I even loaded my plate with veggies – – filled to the brim. I added a helping or two of pineapple and only 2 saucy cocktail weinies, declaring myself the QUEEN OF NEW YEAR’S WEIGHT LOSS.
Sipping on a million venti ice waters, I felt like I was on top of the world and so conquering any challenge that came my way. 2017 was set up to be the best year ever!!!
And, then… it happened. I snacked a little on some chex mix while we were playing Catch Phrase… and then a little more. When we finished our game (my team suffering a surprising loss), we all got off the couch and headed back to the kitchen.
While I said no once, I didn’t have it in me to say no a second time apparently… and I thought I’d sample a few items. Of the three kinds of cocktail weinies at this party, I helped myself to two kinds… suddenly, I was eating half of a chewy brownie and scooping from the cheese ball.
Hold my crown, I was officially dethroned.
So… here’s the thing: I had enough willpower for one round of buffet, but with the food sitting out, staring at me, bacon wrapped cocktail weinies hitting the oven, and brownies whispering my name…. I caved.
In the end, I stayed on track the rest of the week, and still lost 3.4 lbs. So, I’m still ok… but there’s something to be said about that moment of weakness though. How do I do it better next time? How do I not succumb to the brownies on the next go ’round?
I’m going to face it again. It’s bound to happen around the next grazing holiday, whether a birthday or Easter.
How do you avoid the temptations?