Last week we had a benefit lunch for White Five at work. I was totally blown away by the generosity of so many people. I couldn't have anticipated the amount of love that really shown through in the process, from those who donated items to those who gave donations, those who helped serve, and those who totally overpaid for their food. I was choked up many times. I may not care for my job, but I really do love some of the people I work with. I have to say, I'm just really proud to work with people with such an overwhelming sense of community and love. Going into this, I thought we'd make a couple of hundred dollars, but between the lunch (walking tacos, cake, soda) and a company donation, we made $1,340. My heart is full just thinking about it.
Thanksgiving was really a great day. We went to the Lambo's house and of course there was great company, but there was also fantastic food. I tried to be smart with my food and portions, but of course I probably ate more than I should have. There was cranberry sauce on the table, and I couldn't quit staring at it. Oh, how I wanted some of that sauce. I know how many calories it has, so I knew it had to be off limits. For those kind of calories, I was going to choose a little slice of pie. It was tough though...the temptation...like it was mocking me, right there on the table. Choosing not to go for seconds was actually a bit emotional. I really wanted to cry. I think more than the food, it was the fact that I got myself into a situation where I can't even really enjoy Thanksgiving the way I always have. That was a hard thing to accept. This weight is a hard thing to accept, every.single.day. At the end of the day, I was proud of myself, though. I wouldn't have felt well if I totally over-did it. I was proud that I had self-control, which is not an easy thing for me.
I guess this leads me to the weigh-ins. I don't think I wrote last week. I was only down half a pound last week. I was surprisingly okay with it, though. I knew I'd eaten out more than I should, but I was still smart about what I ate. I wasn't able to move real well with my stupid back, so I got no help from steps, either. Of course, I hoped for more, but at the same time was relieved I didn't gain. I knew I really had to buckle down after that. Thankfully, I've also moved much better this week. I was even able to do some light hiking on Sat and Sun. It was really nice to be active with great friends. It always makes it easier. The past two days my back is feeling really close to normal. I'm still afraid of lifting anything, but I'm almost there! Anyway....I was down 3 pounds today! I'll take that anytime, but especially post holiday. I told a friend about it today, and she was like, "you must be so excited!" Excited....no, relieved yes. I'm still working on embracing my baby steps. I'm making them, which is a feat in itself. I guess if I look at it that way, I am proud. I am proud of each little baby step. Maybe I'll even get excited about it one day.
I hope this Hump Day finds you well! We are on the downhill slide, to a well deserved Friday.
I'll leave you with a song I've been diggin on lately. I love a song with a story, and a heart you can feel through this guy's voice. Enjoy.