Sunday, February 26, 2012

How Many Times Do I Have To . . .

Yesterday was a special day for a special little girl. It was my granddaughter, Katherine's fourth birthday. We celebrated on Saturday with her party, but Sunday was a day especially for Katherine. She had her favorite picks for all the meals today which weren't exactly diet friendly, but this was her day. I felt I succeeded, although there were some major temptations, as well as a handful of eligible excuses.

When I went downstairs I discovered Dunkin' Donuts. I'm a donut lover and like Katherine the chocolate frosted ones are my favorite, but when she asked me what kind I wanted I told her I was going to pass, so that I could have some other food later in the day. Kim did fix some eggs but again I was savin' up. I know that it's not a good thing to go without breakfast, but it wouldn't be long until lunch so I thought this one time would be okay.

We had lunch at CiCi's Pizza and I started with salad so I would have a feeling of fullness when I went back for pizza. I'm not that big of a fan for their pizza but for some reason it looked pretty good. I knew I wanted a slice of their BBQ pizza and also grabbed a piece of some kind that had ham and some other stuff on it. Both were the best CiCi's Pizza I have ever eaten. Two pieces were going to be my limit ... but. Out of nowhere the excuses started popping in my head. Hey, you're on vacation ... you've been pretty good, what's one off day going to do ... you're not weighing in on Monday, you'll have a whole other week. Those slices were on the small side. Nope, I'm going to do this, I've come this far and by golly this time I'm gonna finish what I started. I walked out of Katherine's lunch pick with my plan intact.

When we got back to the house, I caught up on some reading and the family played another round of games. On the counter by the table where we sit around for games, conversation, snacks, etc., has been a couple of bowls with candy ... M&M's and Junior Mints. I bet I've walked passed those candies 50 times this weekend. Did I notice them every time? Yep, pretty much. Did I have one ... no, not a one. Did I ever feel my hand reaching for them? Yep, a couple of times. How many times do I have to ask myself, do you really want that? Maybe until I don't notice it or don't feel myself reaching. I was holding out for another meal with my family. Our last one together this trip and I was holding on to those feelings ... happy feelings.

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