It’s not diamonds, but it’ll do…
Happy Mother’s Day. My gift to myself was not eating the homemade dinner rolls dripping with butter, not reaching for the bowl full of potatoes and carrots and only eating part of a small slice of ice cream cake. My Mother’s Day dinner was spring salad, vinagrette dressing (which is surprisingly tasty!), and zesty herb chicken breast. And while I missed the dinner rolls and the butter and the huge slice of cake and I also missed the buttered popcorn and pop at the movie yesterday, I didn’t miss feeling crappy about myself after eating it. I didn’t miss the internal rationalization. I didn’t miss the stuffed feeling. In fact, I found myself thinking that next Mother’s Day, maybe my gift to myself would be something designer, in a single digit size. Who knows?
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Yay! That sounds great!
I can totally relate!!! I went to my sister’s for lunch. We had a great meal…but I was aware of everything I was eating. I even brought some low fat sour cream for my potato.
They had cake too…and I didn’t want it. My neice held a peice out in front of me…and I said, I don’t want any (she was in disbelief)…I just wanted to make sure i met my goals. I matter now…more than all that stuff that I used to use to console, entertain, and comfort me!
Instead I had a nice big crispy apple a couple of hours after dinner…and that was what I really wanted!
And like you…I feel gooood too!
physically and internally!
Thanks for sharing…and I am with you.
I want something in the single digits next year too!
Awesome job staying on track on a day you could have easily indulged in!!!