Angel Food (lowfat)

There’s a chill in the air here. Ok, not a “chill” exactly but at least a freshness of fall. When I was a kid, our family always looked forward to fall because it meant that mom would start making her chili again. Yesterday, I was doing well sticking to my WW points. I squeezed in a cardio and attempted to go to yoga, only our flaky yogi didn’t show up for the 2nd time this month. That’s where things went wrong. Not only did I miss the yoga practice, but this poor woman in my yoga class told me a sad story about how her husband had suddenly left her last month. The pain and hurt this woman was clearly feeling unnerved me.

Perhaps it was this unnerving that prompted me to call my parents. Staring in the face of an engagement soon (hopefully) with my boyfriend, I needed the reassurance of a happy, long marriage. My parents have been growing old together for 34 years.

Just as she did when I was younger, my mom had celebrated autumn by making her famous chili. Mmmm. So comforting. I semi-resolved that I’d only eat one bowl. I ate one bowl and thought, “I’ll just have one half bowl more.” Of course, I wound up eating a whole second bowl. It’s Tuesday and already my weekly flex points aren’t looking too good!

The moral? Well, I usually haven’t considered myself a comfort eater (although something must have been driving me all those years to eat more than my share). Last night was a big wake up call for me. Also, semi-resolutions don’t work. After dinner I was over-full and annoyed with how I ate. I fully (not semi) resolved not to let the evening be a total wash and did a yoga DVD before going to sleep. The yoga helped to ground me and made me feel strong again.

This week’s resolution: to keep counting points and to eat only one serving of a dish per meal.