Or at least a slice of pie. Whoops. That would probably defeat the purpose.
You see I made it through the entire holiday weekend without a SINGLE slice of pie. No pumpkin. No apple. Nuttin’. I didn’t even have any cookies. Or cake. Or anything sweet. Go me!
I didn’t even have any bacon! Even when a plate full of it sat just inches away from me, I resisted the temptation to grab a slice.
This is pretty major! I mean, not that long ago, I wouldn’t have thought anything wrong with having a slice of pie for Thanksgiving, another slice the next day, and then another slice the day after that. Bacon with breakfast? Of course! Why not!
Well, the “why not” is that it really isn’t very good for you. And it’s so easy for me to fall down that slippery slope. Right now, I want to lose weight and the best way I know how (besides getting more active) is to stop eating things that have too much fat/calories/etc. This often means I have to cut out things that I truly enjoy. But I figured if I could make it through Thanksgiving without giving in then I would be on the right track.
And you know what? It wasn’t really that hard. No, not really. Every time I refused a slice of pie, I felt a small sense of accomplishment. It’s baby steps. It’s moving in the right direction. And it’s setting me up for the BIG TIME Christmas season. I mean, fudge is on the horizon. I might have to make an exception for a piece of fudge. But right now, I’m thinking I’ll be able to make it through Christmas and stay on track.
Yeah, I’m almost EXCITED about it. Go me!
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