I learned a powerful lesson Labor Day Weekend. I need to eat every meal or my body will revolt.
Saturday my husband and I worked at a street fair - which meant breakfast before 7 am...but then no lunch. When we finally had dinner 12 hours later, I knew I was a little more hungry than usual, but I didn't think anything of it. I had skipped meals pre-liver diagnosis days, in fact, many meals. Sometimes I noticed that my sugar levels were a little off, but most of the time it wasn't anything TOO unusual. I just ate what I wanted until I wasn't hungry anymore...usually some fat laden food. But on Saturday night, I ate as I have been these last few months. A good, healthy meal.
Sunday was horrible. For the first time since I've started this healthy eating lifestyle I was starving. ALL DAY LONG. No sooner had I finished breakfast when I was contemplating what else I could eat. Unfortunately I also had a very light lunch, and though I was trying to make it until the start of a BBQ dinner being offered by the campgrounds where we were staying, I couldn't hold out. When my willpower was strong, I ate some grapes. When it wasn't, I nibbled on chips. As the day went on, I became more and more obsessed with eating. By 5 pm I was into the crackers (whole wheat and reduced fat) and hummus. By 6:30 I had piled my plate high with pork BBQ, coleslaw, potato salad, boiled potato, two different broccoli salads, corn on the cob. I grabbed a lemonade - the first sweet drink I've had in 2 1/2 month. I ate until I could no longer (yes, loved every single minute of it, but believe me, it was a total meltdown). I started convincing myself how good I had been. I skipped the hot dog. I didn't put butter on the corn. I left the roll behind. I didn't even look at the dessert table. I only drank half of the lemonade before replacing it with plain water. Oh yeah, all this while my plate is full of mayonnaise, and we won't even think about the caloric intake. But I had felt miserable the entire day - craving food like crazy - and this was all delicious! Suddenly though I was full - ridiculously full. My stomach wasn't too happy with me, but that still didn't stop me from nibbling on some more chips and dip later on at a neighbor's campsite.
It has taken all of Monday and Tuesday to get back to normal. One bad meal does not change the weight loss - as documented by this week's numbers. What was really my undoing was skipping a meal on Saturday. This is the first day I feel okay again - once more in control. I've had to take a deep breath and say "okay, we learned a lesson here. No skipping meals." It had wrecked havoc with my system - metabolism - whatever you want to call it. Which means in a little over 2 weeks when my husband and I work a 2 day festival, I have to be sure that I have a healthy lunch - something with me that I can eat when I need to. I've come too far to do this again.
Weight Lost This Week: 0.8 lbs.
Total Weight Lost: 13.0 lbs.
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