I have learned something about myself this week. I have such a hard time turning down food when other people are involved in the decision. I was great when it was my birthday because it was my choice. The fallacy comes in this...I stopped thinking it was my choice when it was Mark's birthday. So, it started Thursday night when Mark wanted to go out to celebrate his birthday. He wanted to go to the Asian Buffet in American Fork. I did great on portion size but there are not good choices at that place so I am sure I went way over my points that day. I justified it by saying to myself that I had my discretionary points so I was still fine for the week. Then there was Friday. I cleansed during the day and had gorditas in the evening. As far as I can tell I was within my points that day because of the cleansing. Then Saturday came and with it a baby shower for a good friend of mine. I should have brought back up food or maybe brought food to eat before I went in to the shower. Either way I hadn't eaten in hours due to shopping for a dress for my father-in-law's wedding and so I was hungry and it was a rough afternoon with food choices in good portion size but way high in fat. So, with all of that being said I gained .8 of a pound this last week. I feel ok about it for a couple of reasons. The first is that I am learning about how to take care of myself in social situations which is a hard battle. The Second is that even in the face of struggle I still didn't completely loose it which is a good step for me. Mark gained 1 pound, but we are both back on track this week. I have a dinner out with in-laws this week and my challenge for myself is to stay within a healthy point range even though we are eating out. I have a choice and I am always in control of my eating. Nobody else can make me put something in my mouth, it is always lastly about what I decide.
Last week was a really tough week for our Bishop and family. First, my husband went out of town on business and it happened to overlap with our daughter and her babies visiting us. So, three days that she was here, he didn't get to see her. Then, he flew back into town Wed. around town and then we drove our daughter to the airport Thursday morning at 4:30. Yes, that is early, and yes, we did go back to bed when we got home. ;o) Then he worked all day Thursday and I will spare you the details but it was a bad day. His non-boss boss was in a foul mood and he got the brunt of it. Thursday evening he had the yearly ward audit and didn't get home until close to 10. Friday was another fun filled day at work, and then Friday evening and Saturday were filled with youth conference which he attended and was a chaperone for during the entire event. Sunday was a rough "bishop" day that he couldn't talk about, and quite frankly, I didn't want to hear about. That leads us...
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