
Hello again – two posts in 24 hours! I know! Get me!
Anyways, I just wanted to briefly update the old Slimming World story.
If you remember I was hoping to lose 1.5lb last week, to take me to my first stone award. By some unexplained miracle, I actually lost 4.5lb, which took me to my 1 Stone award and beyond, 1st 3lb to be precise. I also won Slimmer of the Week again and Slimmer of the Month (my group must think I’m so greedy hahaha), for losing 12.5lb in Aug. I couldn’t have been happier I tells ya!
However, I knew this past weekend was going to produce some really tough challenges. Ben’s grandma turned the grand old age of 80 this Monday and to celebrate we had an afternoon tea on Sunday, with all the gorgeousness that comes with that (bread, cake, cream!) I’d discussed it with my consultant and spent time thinking about it and decided to join the festivities in a limited fashion, without feeling guilty. I was going to have a small amount and enjoy it. I did and we had a wonderful time (apart from Oscar running round like a loon, but that’s another post!)
What I wasn’t prepared for however, was having someone cook sausage sandwiches for me the day before. I took them, I ate them, I didn’t enjoy them. I spent the rest of the day (actually weekend) veering between being annoyed at myself and being baffled as to why I just didn’t say “no thanks, not for me”. I don’t think it was a lack of will power, I really didn’t want them. It was like I went along in a daze. It really was peculiar.
So what was going to be a weigh in that reflected choices I’d made around a special event, is now going to be effected by a meal I ate almost without realising.
I think I did it to be polite and that is a serious behavioral issue I am going to have to work on. We’ve already put something in place for Ben to help me. When I appear to be making unwise choices, particularly seemingly unthinking ones, Ben’s going to say the word “Rubarb?” to me. Almost like a culinary safety word, just to give me those two seconds to step back and think. But he’s not always going to be with me and it’s something I need to practice myself.
I’ll update you as to how the weigh in goes tonight, but I have a feeling I may not be taking the bag of fruit home tonight 😉