(Now I've got a lot)
(To get what I want)
It's Sara...Ms. Miller if you're nasty. That's right with this little ode to Ms. Jackson (apparently I'M nasty!), I'm having another epiphany. I didn't realize it until just this morning, but I've been out of control. By ceasing tracking & "not paying attention" to what I was eating, I had been giving control of my life to food.
I was feeling weary of having to jot down every bite & analyze every choice, & I
In the absence of conscientious choices, I wasn't starving. I was still eating, I just wasn't making active choices, which often (but not always) leads to poor choices. I was eating according to the mood of the moment, which is just a whisper away from emotional eating.
This week I no longer ceded control. I took it. I made good & thoughtful choices (read: not all "healthy," but all appropriate & moderate) & I tracked every bite. Food isn't controlling me when I'm thinking about it, it's controlling me when I'm tricking myself into NOT thinking about.
I shed 2.6 lbs this week. In 1.6 lbs I'll be working on "new" weight & in 12.6 lbs I'll be at goal. Control.