Happy Friday! It is a beautiful, sunny day here in Portland. I am supposed to be on my way to the beach. My road-trip partner is dragging her feet, so I am writing a post while I wait.
This morning was one of those weigh-in days where I just dreaded getting on the scale. I am convinced that the people who make up crap like “Nothing tastes as good as thin feels” just don’t like food. There are people like that, who see it as merely “fuel”. I do not understand their ways. Even when I was thin, I always had an appreciate for a well cooked meal. Only someone who has never eaten that Eggplant in Garlic Sauce at Than Thao or an Oyster Po’ Boy with remoulade at Tapalaya could come up with a lame slogan like that. The challenge for me is not losing my appreciation for the culinary arts (and, truly, it is an artform), it is balancing it with a healthy lifetsyle.
That’s really the challenge of losing weight, isn’t it? Moderation. It’s not like you can just stop eating altogether. No addiction is easy to overcome, but with some, you can at least try to avoid the trigger. Unlike alcohol, for example, you can’t last indefinitely without any food at all. Also, unless you run in certain circles, people generally are not trying to shove crack under your nose. Food is dfferent. It’s nourishment, but it’s also a social thing. We meet friends for coffee, grab a bit to eat while we talk, some of us even enjoy cooking and inventing recipes as a hobby. Oh yeah, and you need it to live. When food is your weakness, there is always this struggle between needing it and liking it a little too much.
It is definitely a work in progress. This week, I have been bad. Not “I sneaked a bite of chocolate” or “drank a small milkshake” bad, but really bad. Normally, I find McDonald’s disgusting (the food is poor quality, the level of sodium makes my feet blow up like puffer fish, etc.), yet I’ve had it twice this week. I also went to Red Robin and spent another afternoon sampling way too much at one of my lovely city’s many food card pods. And I swear I must have eaten a whole stew pot work of peanut turkey noodle soup. It’s not so bad as a serving (9-10 points), but you cannot eat it for every meal plus snacks and still look anyone in the eyes and say you’re on a diet. Even worse, vegetables that are not in french fry form and I seem to be on a break. And let’s face it, potato, you are kinda borderline as vegetables go. Do not look at me like that with all those eyes, you know what I’m talking about. Deep frying. Butter and heavy cream sauce. Need I say more??? I am confident, however, that less rooty vegetables and I will get back together. I like your less starchy brethren too much to live without them, but I digress…
By all rights I should have gained weight and wonder of wonders, I actually lost. How it happened is a mystery to me, but I still am thrilled. Maybe it is retribution for the week that I actually did stick to my diet and only lost a half a pound. Maybe the scale has me confused with someone else. Whatever the reason, I will take it.
Goal: 16 lbs
Progress: 7.2 lbs
Remaining: 8.8 lbs