Yesterday when I blogged about knowing the menu for dinner and not wanting chocolate cake, it was true. For 10+ years this dinner has been BBQ with white beans and slaw. Last night I was shocked to see Italian food. We were served lasagna, pasta with primevera sauce and chicken, salad bread and tiramisu.
That really threw me for a loop. My plans were to load up on the pork and have a few white beans, lots of protein with some carbs and fiber thrown in. It seemed like a good plan. I'm not a fan of Italian food, mostly because it is so tomato based. Pasta, I can generally take or leave.
I immediately went in to my default defense mode and started serving. 65MD gently pulled me away from that activity. So, I had to eat. I took some of the chicken off of the top of the pasta. It wasn't breaded and tasted smoky. It was pretty good actually. I piled on the salad which was good too and drizzled just a little Parmesan dressing on it.
I thought I had pulled it off, when the hostess came and asked if I would slice the cake I'd brought. I agreed, but it was a huge mistake. I was in the midst of all those desserts talking to the people that had prepared them and they all looked great. That and the fact that the one Italian dish I love is tiramisu. I had a small piece of that, and that was all it took to break the dam. I had homemade chocolate ice cream. Both were two things that I would not just whip up for myself. Then someone asked if I'd split a piece of chocolate cake and I did. I think I ate more dessert than food.
It just seems like any time I mention in this blog that something is not an issue for me, what ever it is rises up and slaps me in the face. I need to remain diligent at all times. Once I let down my guard, I still have that 'all or nothing' thinking that leads to just a little bit of this and a little bit of that.
This morning the scales read 175.2, so I still have about 3 pounds to get back to what I weighed before my sister's visit. We still haven't quite decided what to do about birthdays/anniversary. I'm trying to get away from celebrating with food. One of us will think of something, I'm sure.
January 1, 2019: 187 Pounds... and a Plan
5 years ago
Oh you and me! I was cruising along until right before my trip. Talk about face slap. And I have an anniversary coming up too. Honestly, I'd skip a meal out. But I don't think my husband would appreciate it. Sigh.
ReplyDeletehow about a concert or play? perhaps tour a musuem or go for a boat ride. rent horses and go riding, sign up for a charity walk. there are so many wonderful things that are not food based i'm sure you'll find something fabulous to do! xoxoxoxo
ReplyDeleteThere is no new information in the statement I'm about to make and it reflects my frustration as much as I hope it reinforces the fact that yours is very normal. I am just so tired of EVERYTHING being about food. I honestly believe that if everything around me didn't involve food (either making it, talking about it and planning events where it's the primary focus), I'd be o.k. I told Mr. B as we were standing in the kitchen before lunch that every single statement he had made since we left church was about food. And that's the truth! I asked him if he couldn't find something else to talk about. You can imagine how well that went over. I just don't know how to stop it.
ReplyDeleteWow! What a rant! LOL!
Makes me crazy when I do stuff like that, especially if I've planned it all out and I bail out of my plan. Seems I do worse when I do that.
ReplyDeleteOh well.....Today is a new day.
Keep focused!
I'm just like that, we have candy every Friday at work. It is usually a specific type of assorted chocolates, and I've been able to stay off them lately. However, if there all of a sudden is a different kind of candy - well, all my resolve just falters. Don't know why it is so much harder, it is like I only have willpower enough to avoid ONE thing.
ReplyDeleteBut even though you had a lot of dessert, it is not the end of the world. You'll be back on plan in no time! :)