Growing Up

I realized something this weekend.

It is time for me to start growning up. At 33 years old I still find myself inclined to devour (sp?) a batch of cookies instead of eating one or two. When I make spaghetti for dinner I want to pile my plate high and go to town. How about ice cream? Who needs a bowl when you can just eat 1/2 a carton?

These are the tendencies and urges I battle on a regular basis. Pretty juevenile. When I look at my kids I completely understand their childish urge to guzzle a 24 oz bottle of Coke. I, as the wise mommy, know to temper that desire because it isn't good for them. Yet I struggle daily to do this with myself.

I'm getting better at telling myself no, but am struggling with the emotions that this brings up. Case in point: we had friends over Sunday afternoon. It was a really nice afternoon. They have six kids as well, about the same age as ours. the kids played nicely and we, the adults, were able to relax and visit. I made a huge veggie platter, a delicious (if I do say so myself) fruit salad, and hamburgers on the grill. We also had chips and potato salad for everyone, not necessarily for me. My friend brought dessert . . . her famously delicious cookie bars . . . which I renamed "sin in a pan" last summer. I did good. I ate lots of fruit and veggies and allowed myself a cheeseburger. I even ate one serving of the potato chips (Lay's tomato and basil, to DIE for delicious!). But I knew I couldn't eat one of those cookie bars. They are so good but SO fattening! I persevered and did not indulge but it was SO hard! I actually felt a LOSS when she left and there were none for me to eat. My head knows that this is irrational. But, this is the hurdle I am trying to get over right now.

I call this hurdle growing up. So if anyone knows any tricks to getting over this hurdle I would LOVE to hear them! For now, I will have to say no. I sent the chips to work with Eric so I wouldn't be tempted by them.

I'm down 3.8 pounds this week! This was a big shocker as I was expecting a 1 or 2 pound loss. Just 21 more pounds to a big goal of mine . . . 100#'s lost.

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