The slippery sundae slope
Monday, October 16, 2006
If I'm not extremely strict with my diet this week, I could unravel a lot of the good I've done over the past three months.
I caught myself avoiding thinking about the nutritional values of things I was putting in my mouth ("It's so small, I doubt it has ANY calories in it at all!")
Yesterday I slipped into some old, bad habits - doing things I normally wouldn't even question, like having a second (small) bowl of ice cream, and two extra Peek Freans.
And two nights in a row, we went out to eat. We've reigned in our dining out so much that it really feels like an extravagance now. It's so hard to know what's gone into a meal you didn't prepare yourself - and you pay more for the privilege of ignorance!
I am extremely proud to say that on both occasions, I skipped the dessert menu (after much contemplation and discussion with H). The first night, I'm shocked to recall, I actually turned down one of my favorite treats in the world: gelato affogato, a creamy, dreamy gelato-and-espresso delight made even more special at La Vecchia with a honey-chocolate-nut topping. Gah. But I said no, which means I can say no to other, less appealing temptations. Like the litre sundae at the Pickel Barrel.
This week, I'm aiming to keep things very, very simple. Lots of greens, fresh water, apples to munch on as snacks, and limited (or no) sugary treats. I know to make this work, I'll have to plan out at least some of our meals - and that's proved to be difficult for me. I just don't like thinking about dinner until I'm hungry. And that's how I got where I am! I don't want to be here (fat) anymore, so it's time to do something difficult.