A Change of Heart?

Taking three trips in rapid succession like I did, really did a number on my routine.  I'm getting settled back in to my routine and am feeling pretty good.

I have managed to walk to the mailbox and back every day except for Sunday and that was because there was so much going on I just plain forgot.  I think that next week, I'll walk to the end of the block.  The problem is our driveway is on a slight incline.  Walking to the street is much easier than walking back to the house.  After my experience in Philadelphia, I am a little fearful of pushing too far and having the neighbors see the Tim Conway walk back up the driveway!  I'm taking it slow and easy for now.

I gained a lot of weight on this last trip.  I know that a lot of it was water retention from salt because my hands were quite swollen.  I've managed to lose all of that.  Another indicator that it was salt.  Still, something has changed inside of me.  I haven't followed any sort of eating plan at all since coming home.  I've eaten as I've wanted to - when, what and even how much.

I'm not wanting much.  When I am home alone, I can easily get lost in a work and hours have gone by.  I realize I'm hungry when I start thinking about food.  At that time, I want something quick.  This is a good time of year for watermelon so I'm keeping that on hand, along with various other fresh fruits.  I am eating all of those carbs guilt free.  Some times it is a sandwich on my homemade sour dough bread, and sometimes leftovers from the night before.

Our evening meals are more traditional -  meat and a couple of vegetables, that I cook.  Soon, we'll have some fresh veggies from our garden to add.  Every now & then we'll have a snack after supper. Sometimes even ice cream!  It is normal in my mind.  It is what I imagine normal weight people do.  They don't obsess about food.  They eat when they need to and move on.

I don't know how to account for this change of mindset.  I actually used the word 'miracle' when discussing this change with  65MD.  I freely admit that I have prayed over this issue in my life for years.  Mostly praying for the right plan.  Now, I don't have a plan at all and the change is inside of me rather than outside.  (Does that make sense?)  I'm not trying to control anything with regard to food, no counting anything.  I perceive that my intake has dropped dramatically because I'm no longer worried about it.  I am able to go with the flow with regard to food and my mind is so much more peaceful.

Time will tell, I've still got a lot of weight to lose.