I didn’t this week. And frankly, I loved every minute of the times I spent with friends socializing this week. But I’m still trying.
One of the most lovely things about being my age is that I can cope with a bad week, because I am absolutely sure that next week can be a better one.
Between my mother’s declining health and that fact that it’s the week before spring break at school, I’m pretty sure that next week will be a really bad week, but that doesn’t mean I have to drown my sorrows in food. It just means that I have to be as intentional as possible about filling my little cooler with good things to eat.
I’ve been doing pretty well with the witching hour between the time the students leave at 3:00 and the time I actually eat dinner at 6:30 or so. I have a stash of Glucerna bars in my closet, and usually have one of those. They are nice and chewy and chocolatey and satisfy that craving. I often have cottage cheese or one of the little yogurts then, too. I haven’t stopped for fast food on the way home for a month (since we’ve been doing Losing It Fridays), and I’m pleased with that success. I don’t even think about it now.
As usual, I’m sitting at my desk and looking outside. I just took a similar photo last week when the yard was totally spring green.
We’re having snow on the first day of spring, but like my week for dieting, I know this will pass. At the risk of offending you with a corny metaphor, spring snow is like my eating journey. The snow is an aberration; it will go away and so will my bad food behaviors of the past week. And like the way we anticipate spring, I already feel rejuvenated and excited about what’s to come. There are lots of skinny spring and summer clothes (well, skinnier) in my closet calling my name!
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