I have much to be thankful for this year:
- My health, which has improved greatly since June. I am hopeful it will continue to do so.
- My doctors and other health professionals, without whom I would not have been able to return to the healthy state I’m currently in.
- My work, without which I am pretty sure I would not have purpose. I am fortunate in that I love what I do, and I love where I do it.
- My friends, without whom my life would be far less rich and a hell of a lot less fun.
- My family, whose support of my decision to have WLS has meant so much, and without whom I would be truly lost.
- Most of all, I am thankful for the unconditional love and support of my husband as we go through this path to better health hand in hand.
Even though I spent the better part of the day in bed feeling unwell (thanks, nature, you suck), I’ll call today a success.
I pre-logged today’s meals last night in MFP, and ate what I logged and nothing more. I added the Isopure at the last minute because I was lower on protein than I like to be. I had the room in my calorie budget so I didn’t feel bad adding it to my day. And I was still under 900 calories on the day. SCORE!
Tomorrow will be a busy day–I need to grade a ton of student work and finish off letters of recommendation in advance of the December 1 deadline for many applications. Thankfully, nearly all the letters I have to write are easy ones to write and ones that can be submitted online.
Today’s nutrition numbers looked like this: 85 grams protein, 45 grams carbs and 39 grams fat. The pecan pie tartlet I ate bumped my carb count up, but it was worth every bite. I didn’t go over my calorie allotment, and I kept my portions small. So today was a victory in more ways than one. I’m proud of the way I ate today, and glad that I don’t have to say those dreaded words, “I’ll get back on track tomorrow” because I didn’t get off track. Go me!
I “budgeted” for dessert today by having the 3 regular meals I eat (breakfast, lunch and dinner). The pecan pie tartlet was dessert. It was a tiny pie! So cute. So delicious. And best of all? So satisfying. I don’t find myself wanting another, or more of the same.
What you see in the picture is what I ate, and it was enough. This is a totally new feeling for me. For a 3″ diameter mini-pie to be enough…that’s big for me. Last Thanksgiving, when we were in New Orleans, I remember eating a couple of desserts, and that was AFTER I’d eaten turkey, veggies, mashed potatoes, stuffing, ham, and a bunch of other things from the buffet at Redfish Grill, where we’d gone for the past 3 Thanksgivings.
About an hour after we ate lunch, we did go for a nice brisk walk as the day was gorgeous. We now know that it is nearly a mile round trip to the local elementary school–good to know for future walks/runs. Still just a 24-minute mile, but only because I walked the entire time. Had I felt like running, I’d have cut my time some, but I wasn’t feeling terribly well and not really dressed for running anyhow.
Next Thanksgiving, I’d like to do a Turkey Trot of some sort, whether we are here at home, or on the road. I thought about doing one today, but had already registered for the Gobble Hobble and didn’t want to overdo it with two races in one week. Besides, the Turkey Trot was a full-on 5K, and I’m not quite ready for that yet. I’m toying with the idea of registering for the Luke’s Locker 9 to 5K January program, but the fact that I break out into hives in the cold is really making me reconsider that choice.
I’m slowly learning that the holiday is not just about the food, and that really, it’s just another day on the calendar. You just happen to have to eat on that day, but you don’t have to eat to excess. Eating smaller portions of quality food, and eating them mindfully feels so much better than mindlessly eating mass quantities of food that make you feel groggy and overstuffed afterward. And the feeling of victory that accompanies knowing that you stuck to your eating and activity plan for the day? Priceless.