What a sticky course to navigate! You cannot take a person that has eaten everything sweet, sticky, fattening and greasy, then give them a free ticket to eat on someone else’s dime. I used to think that. As I transitioned from my old job of 18 years, I had offer on top of offer to go out to celebrate. All offers involved eating. Because people started to notice I was losing weight but wasn’t exactly sure what I did, I don’t think they were paying attention that these offers would challenge the very skills I had learned. I wasn’t shouting from the roof tops that I was starting a weight management journey. Why didn’t I tell? I wanted to see if I could do it. I don’t like to start and fail. This is a personal journey so I only really let my family and closest friends know. I pulled out my Fit Mind Fit Body manual, yes, I did. This was serious business. 2-3 weeks-worth of breakfast, lunches and dinners could thwart all of my hard work. Sidebar- I love the word thwart. So, I brushed up on my skills and got together a plan of attack. This weight management is war. I attended the office breakfast with donuts, juice, bagels and sweet sticky things. I planned the week with loop holes to help me enjoy the items without blowing my goals. I had my favorite, a jelly filled doughnut but instead of eating a few back to back or throughout the day, I had more conversation than doughnut, more water than juice and a prepared snack instead of a bagel. Battle of the breakfast – fought and won. I attended one luncheon at the Mexican restaurant and had my favorite, a fajita burrito. I split it with a girlfriend that is also maintaining weight so instead of having the whole thing along with a bowl of chips and salsa, I had a few chips and a sensible portion. Battle at Cinco de Mayo – fought and won. When I arrived at my new job, one of the ladies surprised me with a welcome meeting and brownies. Brownies with my favorite, crunchy toffee bar and fudge icing. Oh my goodness! This was not in my plan for the day. I gulped on my water, made small talk with my new co-workers while taking tiny bites of a half of brownie. I have often described my ability to resist as standing up on the brakes while my tires burn a hole in the pavement. I have eaten recklessly for 40 years. I have been managing my weight for 5 months. You would think the scales would be stacked against me, but there is a twist. I have an arsenal of weapons now. I have some success under my belt and I don’t want to lose it. I have the factors that motivate me in my mind daily. I made it through each of the breakfast, lunches, dinners and snacks. My resistance muscles are getting stronger. I am down another 1.2 pounds, 25 pounds total. Perhaps those pounds were lost sweating and gripping my hands to keep from reverting to my old ways like swollen hair in the humidity but pounds lost nonetheless. Boy was it a challenge, but I did it. I stayed the course, fought the war and won…victory sprinkler dance…running man…snake to the left…snake to the right…freeze. Feel free to follow my progress and comment on how you have been able to maintain your weight despite being put in treacherous food situations.
Written by PurplePearls