I just happened to get SICK! (HaaChooo!!!)
So last time we "talked" I was confessing an emotional GAIN and brutally honest and transparent for two reasons:
1. Accountability
2. Support
It wasn't so much for YOU to keep me accountable, although I appreciate it when you do...however, it was for ME to be accountable to myself. Like I said, if I'm truly convinced that this HAS become a lifestyle change and giving up is NOT an option, why not openly "face the facts" and keep on moving. Why be ashamed or embarrassed about my start and current weight when I know it does not define me or discredit who I'm becoming. SOOOO...Thank You all for your comments and again supporting me on this LONG, hard, yet enjoyable journey that is more than worth it because I am worth it!!!
NOW...
Some of you may be wondering, "So what does this all have to do with a 'No Food or Drink' and 'Just Say No' picture?" Wondering how I cheated and/or messed up AGAIN? Why I opened by paraphrasing my last blog?? Am I beating around bushes???
NOPE!
I filled in for a retirement center branch last week which is always a pleasure because the residents have so much to offer in conversation. Well, the head chef stopped by the bank office while I was working and "generously" dropped of a slice of KEY LIME PIE (while I was ON THE PHONE of all times)!!!
I nearly had a panic attack when I ended my call because I was now faced with a perfectly sliced piece of KEY LIME PIE on a ceramic saucer (this is an important detail) that I KNEW I had not budgeted for NOR should I be eating. I was now faced with the question: "To eat or NOT to eat?" I now faced whether I "politely" accept this kind gesture from "retirement chef" or do I stick to my day because after all, "If you fail to plan, you plan to fail..." and if you PLAN and don't stick to it...well, you still failed.
(It's okay to laugh at that comment...it was supposed to be funny...SMILE a little!!!)
So back to the story!!! The fact that this sweet treat sat on my desk on a CERAMIC SAUCER is a major detail folks! The retirement branch closes at 4pm at which time I lock the doors and am well on my way. This means...RETIREMENT CHEF will likely be back before 4pm to retrieve this dirty dish and inquire about my satisfaction. Lying wasn't an option...but for that days eating itinerary that piece of pie wasn't worth the $$price$$. So many decisions, so little time and it felt as though the WALLS themselves were staring at me waiting for this CHOICE. At that moment I drew what seemed to be a great conclusion: "When RETIREMENT CHEF returns, I'll simply tell him I'm dieting and I really shouldn't be eating that pie but 'Thanks' anyways."
PERFECT!!! (...in a "picture-perfect" world...)
This is when my thought process is interrupted by none other than Mr. RETIREMENT CHEF!!! With a glistening piece of pie still awaiting my appetite I immediately pitch my line. Right when I felt the invisible "pat on the back," he replied with: "GOOD! It's sugar free," and was well on his way before I could react and with this ceramic saucer remaining on my desk.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME!!! Some may say, "Rock on, that's great!" Oh no, not me...now a bad situation just got WORSE!!! Folks, just because something is SUGAR FREE does NOT constitute CALORIE FREE. Better option...sometimes...but this doesn't void the fact that this TREAT is calories you EAT.I am PROUD to say that I resisted the temptation and eased away from the wall I felt backed against by discretely disposing of the pie to avoid an offense and simply *SMILING* as I handed him this empty ceramic saucer and proceeded to appear too "busy" to engage in conversation. (Okay, maybe a little deceptive...but it worked alright!!!)
MISSION COMPLETE: "It's all about choices..."
Verse of the Day: Titus 2:11-13
For the grace of God that brings salvation has appeared to all men. It teaches us to say "No" to ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright and godly lives in this present age, while we wait for the blessed hope—the glorious appearing of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ,
