We were away at the cottage last week. One morning, right after breakfast was over, all I wanted to do was eat. I went over what I had eaten the day before and determined that my craving wasn’t carb-related, so I wondered “what gives?” I gave it some thought and realized I wasn’t hungry, I was stressed about something.
That is the first time I have ever paused and figured it out
before I proceed to eating anything that isn’t nailed down. I determined I was not going to let this stress sabotage my weight loss efforts. I fought off the craving until we went out for our daily snowshoe trek, and made sure I kept busy until I banished the stress.
While I very much enjoy seeing the pounds go, these behavioural changes mean a little more to me because they tell me that I am changing the way I think about food-related things, and that reassures me that once I reach my goal, I will have a greater chance at successfully maintaining.
Oh, and another small goal has been reached, it seems: I can now add smilies

I have been coveting that dancing carrot ever since I first saw it!