I found out tonight that many of my staff are talented cooks. I had my first experience with tofu and it was damn tasty... I guess the way it was prepared was tasty :) We had our staff Christmas party tonight and there was an ENORMOUS amount of food. I knew this was going to happen so I made some decisions, pre-party, that I thought might help me out. I figured I wanted to try a bit of everything so I decided not to drink alcohol. Water only. My thinking was to (for lack of a better phrase) "spend" my calories on trying all the dishes. Some of them were pretty harmless : a wonderful cauliflower and garlic bake, chicken curry, shwarma sliders so fabulous. Everything was going according to plan... and then it happened. Nasty store bought cinnamon rolls with crazy gobs of cream cheese icing. I was not tempted in the slightest by lovely homemade chocolate peanut butter squares, chocolate cheesecake bites... none of it. Turns out my kyrptonite for the evening was this cream cheese icing.
Too may were consumed, I feel bad, whatever blah, blah blah. Except, I don't feel so bad. Don't get me wrong, I have a crazy headache over ingesting more sugar in one sitting than I've had in 17 days- but I went out with a plan and stuck to it 95% of the way. I refuse to beat myself up cuz I muffed up a lousy 5%. If I were writing an exam I'd be at the top of the class :) A different me would spend quality time berating myself for having no willpower and "totally blowing it". This me chooses to look at the sucesses and try to build on them.
stupid cinnamon bun isn't going to beat you...every day, a new day :)
ReplyDeleteI like this new girl. How does berating oneself help the journey? It doesn't. You just get bruises and hurt from beating yourself, you don't get healthier.
ReplyDeleteKeep moving ahead and see it as a learning opportunity. Having now had that experience, what would be your approach next time?
It's a journey, there will be bumps.
I am very pleased that you made a plan such as this is stuck to it.
ReplyDeleteI am even more pleased that you did not buckle under the pressure of having the cream cheese to just throw in the towel for the evening and have a drink or 6.
You are STRONG and I think I heard you Roar from where I live. GOOD GIRL.
You just keep those fancy little Wonder Woman bracelets on for future obsticles that come flying at you from nowhere.
You make me proud.
See you soon!