Hi, turtles.
For those of you who are joining us for the first time, we have taken the tortoise in the story "The Tortoise and the Hare" as our mascot and mentor. The hare was fast, but the tortoise won the race! Please join us; we don't bite, and we welcome all fellow tortoises on this journey.
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Listen up, boys and girls; here's your lesson for today. It's called: How To Be a Turkey (... or, how to gain 3.5 pounds over Thanksgiving weekend). [NOTE: I wrote this on Monday.]
1. Don't count points on Thanksgiving. Give yourself a day off, for heaven's sake! We're only human. Eat a lot of stuff you'd normally never even be interested in, just because you CAN! Swear you'll start counting again tomorrow.
2. Thanksgiving is so much fun, why only celebrate it for one measely day? Have Thanksgiving dinner again the next day! Thank heavens you saved those leftovers. Note the sunny skies outside, but decide you'd rather just stay indoors and relax. Put aside those walking shoes. After all, you had a big day yesterday with all that running to the kitchen. Start decorating the tree instead. Swear you'll start counting again tomorrow.
3. The next day, go up north with some friends. Road trip! Bring loads of leftover snacks from Thanksgiving, plus a few new ones. Don't let their dogs eat any. Stop at Cherry Republic, ostensibly to buy Christmas gifts for family. Wow, check out all those free samples! Try everything at least once, and grab big fistfulls of chocolate-covered dried cherries each time you pass the bowl. Free food! Excellent! Pick up a pounder bag, ostensibly for your dad. Top it off with dessert at the ice cream place next door. When you get home, decide you're too exhausted to cook and order pizza. Don't forget the scotch! Swear you'll start counting again tomorrow.
4. Sunday already, where does the time go? Decide to eat moderately. Think about skipping lunch. Skip dinner instead; just snack a bit here and there, because everyone knows there are no points in food if it's not on a plate. Aren't you clever to have cut calories this way! Hey, aren't those the cherries you bought for your dad? Oh, go ahead and have a couple; he won't notice. Besides, you didn't really even have dinner, right? Do something else while you're eating them, like read email or surf the web, so you won't have to think about how many you're actually eating. OK, so maybe you had more than a couple. Maybe, in fact, you ate half the bag and now feel completely sick. What were the points in chocolate covered dried fruit again, anyway? Something astronomical, wasn't it? Feel absolutely horrible, and ... (wait for it; here it comes ...) swear you'll start counting again tomorrow.
And that brings us up to today. Weigh-in is tonight. Think of a million reasons why you can't make it. After all, your cats miss you when you get home late. Not to mention your husband. You still haven't finished decorating for Christmas. There's laundry to be done. You've got to finish writing that article for one of your clients. And you're right in the middle of a totally gripping John le Carre' novel. Besides, you can lose weight before *next* week, right? So why bother to go to weigh-in tonight, when you know you're way up and will feel embarrassed yet again and don't want to deal with the disappointment that the weigher will no doubt feel on your behalf since you've just gained back all the weight you've lost since recommitting a few weeks ago and really, who needs all this grief??
You go anyway.
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Followup note: When I went to weigh-in, I had a funny/horrid moment. I noticed when I stood on the scale that the needle vacillated a bit between two numbers. So I told the weigher to use the lower number. She said "Oh, I'd rather use the other one; I just love using BIG, ROUND numbers." As soon as she realized what she'd said, she immediately felt just terrible and thought she might get fired. Fortunately I thought it was hysterical.
How is everyone else doing?
Onward and downward,
Lauren
274/215/DOWN




instead of sadness. So, I'm on Core and staying there. As far as bringing baked apples, I fell asleep instead. With dd and db here, my sleep has been way off or non-existent. However, sometimes we get a "save" in life. My friend had snacks I could eat--olives, shrimp, as well as some I avoided. Her dinner was close to Core and dessert was a small sliver of some pretty awful angelfood cake. I came out unscathed and managed to knock off all but .2# of my Thanksgiving binge. So, I've got to stay upbeat, get the things done that need to be done and relish the nice home improvements that have been frustrating, but pretty.
Also, your remark on 'big round numbers' ....I have moments when I speak without thinking, so I know how she felt.
You are absolutely right about doing some damage in a short amount of time. This week I finally got the scale to budge south by eating 1500-1800 calories a day and (of course!) WRITING IT ALL DOWN!!!...and in two days of eating whatever I *@&^# well please I gained back 3 of my 4 pounds lost. Sigh. WHEN will I learn? Sheesh.
I'm not sure how much I'll be checking in this coming week, though I'll try -- it really does get busy this time of year, doesn't it?