This morning my daughter patted my tummy and said, "You're getting bigger, Mommy!" She was excited -- imagining becoming a big sister. As I informed her that there is no baby, I thought ok it's time for something to change.
Bad habits have a way of creeping in over time. A little ice cream here, a glass of wine there, and then slowly instead of a half sandwich at lunch -- you find you're eating a whole sandwich (maybe with some chips and a cookie).
In the short term it's no big deal. Over time, if it becomes the norm, then slowly your clothes don't fit as well as they used to.
I haven't gotten to the "I can't fit into my jeans!" breaking point, but I am heading there. So I felt that kernel of resolve start to form in the base of my throat. It's like suppressing a scream from within that is calling out, "No!!!!"
After a momentary frenzy of plots and plans - No more ice cream, No more alcohol, No more bread, No more you name it I calmed back down to focus on what I need to do.
So when Eric asked me what I wanted for breakfast I asked for a salad, and he made one with greens, watermelon, melon, and white nectarines. It was delicious. Then, I had a nice snack of a banana with some flax seeds. Cabbage salad for lunch, and now a nice cup of fennel tea.
I also bought some Birch Oil Toothpicks. I am dubbing these my stress relief alternative to chocolate, alcohol and other late night snacking.
Next plan will need to incorporate exercise back into my daily routine.
I am going to re-read a little of Martha Beck's Four Day Win and start out focusing on setting mini-goals that I know I can achieve.
I know I can take this last excess weight off, and keep it off forever. And that is exactly what I am going to do. Starting now.