No matter how many times I start this journey that is called weight loss and no matter how dedicated I claim to be, I have one obstacle or flaw I can't seem to get around. Food at family gatherings.
First of all, I have a pretty large family on both my maternal and paternal sides. On my father's side of the family, depending on the family member, there will be healthy (sometimes exotic) options available, so I can work around the pastas, rice and fried foods because there's usually some sort of vegetable, fruit or seafood.
Yesterday, I had to conquer food offered during a gathering on my mother's side of the family. Now...let me just add this little disclaimer. This gathering took place in deep south Louisiana..and if you know anything about "The Boot" then you know we live to eat and food is involved in every gathering. I mean EVERY gathering. I'm not talking cute little finger foods and little cups of punch. We are talking heaping plates of food. So..I gave myself a stern "talking to" before I left that morning and even gave myself several reminders as the afternoon went on that I was to control myself.
I did pretty well for the first 20 minutes or so but then the hunger pains hit because I didn't eat breakfast (that was a genius move) I had to venture my way into the kitchen where the pans of food were located. There they were... crawfish pasta, dirty rice, barbecue chicken, potato salad, cake...no green in sight. So I managed to take one piece of chicken and a little turkey. Not so bad.
So my cousins and I were sitting on the porch laughing and reminiscing about the good old days. Everybody was drinking soda, beer and what not and it was HOT!! That heat beat us up something terrible..so I grabbed a root beer. 160 calories, sugar..good grief! But it was sooo good and cold.
About an hour later it was time to go, I had no plans to go back in the house but this one pan of Sock-it-to-me cake kept beckoning me. Before you know it, my hand was in that pan and a few seconds later I was wiping crumbs of cake off my face and hands. I ate it so fast and I can't remember the taste.
Things sorta went downhill after that... I will just leave it at that.
Yesterday ended up being my cheat meal day as well as my rest day.
I can tell myself I will strategize my approach to food at family events, but time as proven me wrong. I won't be fooling anyone but myself if I say I will prepare a "healthy" dish and bring it with me. But what I will do is accept that one day won't hurt and remember it's just that, "one day" and move on to the next day where better choices will be made.