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sherry
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....and I passed .
I've mentioned that my husband and I were going to have one of our
infrequent dates to the casino for breakfast and nickel slots, and today
was it. We were dismayed when we got there to discover that they no longer
serve breakfast, but rather have a brunch. However, that made my options
even greater! I'm a sucker for V8 juice, and always get some when I'm
there, and know that 8 oz is 10 carbs according to their website. So there
went half my day's carbs (no worries, we only eat one meal on casino buffet
days!), but I was SO excited to see a massive bowl of peel'n'eat shrimp! I
have about 20 of those puppies (31-40 size), and a salad with lettuce,
cheese, and bacon bits. Since I wasn't expecting salad I hadn't done my
homework on salad dressings, so I just drizzled a little ranch over it
because they didn't have vinegar and oil. And I ate one of my husband's
brussels sprouts because he's been telling me I'd like them if I'd just try
them because I love cabbage...anyway, that was all I ate today until a few
minute ago when I had some pork rinds (not many because I'm sick of them
but like the crunch).
This did something mentally for me today. I've known I'm dedicated; I've
known this way of eating "feels" good and I feel so much better since
starting it; I've known I'm determined, and - at this stage of the game
anyway - not easily swayed. I sat and watched my husband eat crispy fried
chicken and ribs dripping in BBQ sauce and fried potatoes, and was able to
enjoy his pleasure in what he ate, while I thoroughly enjoyed my own meal.
And it feels now that I crossed some sort of bridge where something clicked
and there's an acceptance that my great foods may be different from
everybody else's great foods, but they are still the foods that are right
for me. And, for the first time in maybe my entire adult life, I realized
that life isn't all about food...and there's probably enough for another
post but for now, I'll just savor - in all humility because pride cometh
before a Twinkie attack - what I learned about myself today .
Sherry
360/?/195 (day 14)
I've mentioned that my husband and I were going to have one of our
infrequent dates to the casino for breakfast and nickel slots, and today
was it. We were dismayed when we got there to discover that they no longer
serve breakfast, but rather have a brunch. However, that made my options
even greater! I'm a sucker for V8 juice, and always get some when I'm
there, and know that 8 oz is 10 carbs according to their website. So there
went half my day's carbs (no worries, we only eat one meal on casino buffet
days!), but I was SO excited to see a massive bowl of peel'n'eat shrimp! I
have about 20 of those puppies (31-40 size), and a salad with lettuce,
cheese, and bacon bits. Since I wasn't expecting salad I hadn't done my
homework on salad dressings, so I just drizzled a little ranch over it
because they didn't have vinegar and oil. And I ate one of my husband's
brussels sprouts because he's been telling me I'd like them if I'd just try
them because I love cabbage...anyway, that was all I ate today until a few
minute ago when I had some pork rinds (not many because I'm sick of them
but like the crunch).
This did something mentally for me today. I've known I'm dedicated; I've
known this way of eating "feels" good and I feel so much better since
starting it; I've known I'm determined, and - at this stage of the game
anyway - not easily swayed. I sat and watched my husband eat crispy fried
chicken and ribs dripping in BBQ sauce and fried potatoes, and was able to
enjoy his pleasure in what he ate, while I thoroughly enjoyed my own meal.
And it feels now that I crossed some sort of bridge where something clicked
and there's an acceptance that my great foods may be different from
everybody else's great foods, but they are still the foods that are right
for me. And, for the first time in maybe my entire adult life, I realized
that life isn't all about food...and there's probably enough for another
post but for now, I'll just savor - in all humility because pride cometh
before a Twinkie attack - what I learned about myself today .
Sherry
360/?/195 (day 14)