Posted by gum232 on March 30th, 2011 |Filed Under ME |
It’s amazing sometimes how plans can change in an instant. Long story short, I’ve not always had the best relationship with my parents. Nearly 12 years have passed with rare, awkward and sometime heart wrenching communication. This past October something clicked and know we’re talking! Yay! My kids have Grandparents now:)! They are my parents and I do love them. I’ll talk about the eating habits growing up another day.
Back to the present… as the situation was we were going to be stuck at home for Spring Break with the kids. Things took a turn and we were able to take a trip to see them. The best part is that they live in Largo, Fl! Yep! We got to go to Fl for a vacation.
Ugh! Vacation! What? Oh my! What am I going to eat?? Man we’re going to Florida! Man, seriously, what in the world am I going to eat? I was so torn. I had not told them anything about my current eating program. Then came the personal debate. Do I tell them? What am I going to do? I had to call them and tell them that we were coming. Through the excitement he mentioned something about eating out. After a breath and short prayer - here it goes…. I spilled my new found lifestyle, my eating habits and limitations. They were supportive and have been since I told them! After discussing what I had been doing and where I had gotten to they even wanted a copy of my “program” so they could go shopping.
Well I had to plan and plan and plan some more to figure out what I needed to take with us for 5 days of eating. The trip was great and the weather was amazing - duh! Loved the beach. I did it. This huge hurdle was before me when we pulled out of the driveway. Not only did I have to face eating out at numerous places I had to face my parents from whence I gained some of the worst attitudes towards food and habits that I am still struggling with daily. I don’t blame them for my problems at all because they never tied me down to force-feed me. I just had bad habits that I intend to defeat NOW. The worst part was the vacation schedule and not eating on “time”. We ate breakfast at the house and then some meals were out, including the meals while we were traveling to and from.
One situation was going into a buffet. What? No way?! I took in my scales and seasonings. Upon approaching the bar I walked along carefully scanning and scoping every container of food avoiding the dessert/pastry bar without a plate. After the return walk and taking a second look I chose plain salad shrimp on spinach with some steamed brocoli and strawberries. Plain and simple. I survived. Another meal was at a Greek restuarant where I ordered dry chicken and a plain salad on which I cut up an apple. I was so proud of myself.
On the trip home, the morning we left the hotel was THE WORST eating day since I started my program. First off this guy got the last boiled egg at the bar at the hotel - the only thing that I could have possibly eaten thus I wound up eating a meal replacement bar. Then at snack time this guy was taking forever to order anything at a sub store and I wasn’t patient enough to wait- argh! Then, yum, we stopped to eat at a nice restuarant at which I ordered dry salmon and a salad. The salmon came out oozing in oils so I sent it back. Then when the next one came out, as I cut into it, it was raw! I had to fight tears of anger/madness. We didn’t pay for the meal and I wound up going into a store for some cottage cheese. Needless to say, I ate dry chicken and steamed brocoli at several meals.
Finally, it was good to be home and then the worry worsened. How was my weight loss going to be affected? Had I gained? Had I lost? I had to face it one way or another. My nerves got to me and I had to go face it, with my tan! Hehehe, yeah, Florida was nice. I conquered! I prevailed! I lost 4 pounds on vacation! For a total of 36 pounds since Valentines. That was a definite convidence boost. My path is a long one. I have to do this for me. I am doing it for ME!
Oh, one last thought to share… as I was in a discussion with my mother at one point I made a remark that has reverberated in my head since I verbalized it “I am feeding my body.” Stop and think about that for a minute. Really - stop for a minute and meditate on this thought. I am feeding my body. It’s almost like an out of body experience. What crossed through your mind? Do you have thoughts like that which come along every once in a while that make a big difference in your life? The understanding that I am alive because of my body and what I choose to put in it is so deep. I’ve not really ever had that thought before and I hope that this view will stay with me for a long time through the numerous hurdles and obstacles that my passage will encounter. Let’s read each others blogs and support each other along the way.