“Aha,” she thought to herself, as she typed the title of this post. Unlucky 13.
And therein lies the clue to how my week went. Week = weak. Yep, temptation overload led to food overload. Luck (or lack thereof) had nothing to do with it; I accept full responsibility.
I started off my week of celebrations and food pretty well. But slowly, momentum built. First a little fudge. Oh, my mother-in-law’s fudge. I can’t even tell you what all I ate because my mind is a blur. But, it was not good. Not good at all. (And speaking of “not good,” have you ever noticed how the more crap you eat the less tasty it is over time?) So, there were several days of “no goals met.”
I could have done better. Much better. Or even a little better would have been nice. I could have done things differently. Shoulda, woulda, coulda is the story of my dieting life. But I am drafting a new story for myself:)
And that, my friends, as the saying goes, is all she wrote.
- Eat more vegetables.
- No junk food or sugary treats.
- Water, water, water.
- Curtail snacking.
For those of you who celebrate Christmas – merry, merry, happy, happy:)