A NSV & A stupid choice

In my attempts to come clean and hold myself accountable I'm getting ready to prove that I tell yall everything.

Yesterday was a beautiful day and a co-worker and I walked for 30 minutes at lunch time. We did 2 miles. While I'm tickled with that in itself I'm really thrilled by her remarks and observations about out walk. Last year before surgery she was encouraging me to walk and would go with me. It was all I could do to make one lap around the pond out front. (5.5 laps = 1 mile) and if/when i would finish a lap my legs and feet were on fire and aching. Yesterday I made sure I stretched before and after our walk and then we got serious. We were able to talk but I noticed she wasn't as talkative as normal. After we got back she told me she was having a hard time keeping up with me and that it had proved difficult to hold the pace and talk. And she told me that I'm now 20 lbs lighter than her. WOW!!! She knows that I've made a committment to exercise daily in October and she's joined my efforts.

Now the stupid part.........................Candy Corn.......... Oh what on earth was I thinking???? David had a bag of the demonic goodies on the coffee table and I unwittingly grabbed a handful (like 10 kernels or less) and devoured them. WHY???? I wasn't hungy. I wasn't bored. They were just sitting there minding their own buisness and I swooped in like a vulture. Now not many foods bother me and I haven't dumped in quite some time - until last night.

Yes my friends Oscar my Pouch still rules supreme. Oscar did not like my choice and chose to punish me - quickly and severly. It started with the sweating. Then came the gurgling gut syndrome. Followed instantly by the racing heart & the woozy head. Sitting on the toilet felt unstable and apparently I turn a very odd shade of pasty white. David was not impressed. He thought a call to 911 was going to be in order. Well, I fessed up and told him what I'd done and that I really thought I needed to go to bed. It was not even 8 p.m. So he hovered over me while I assumed the fetal postition in the middle of the bed and mercifully fell fast asleep. I woke up a little after mid-night and felt fine.

Needless to say - No candy for me. I'll be limiting myself to tricks only this halloween. No sweet treats for me. But as long as it makes Oscar happy then everybody will be happy.

- Iris

Hi

Congrats on the incredible improvements you've made in your quality of life and sticking to your commitment to get moving. KUDOS are definitely in order. It's great that you've recruited a buddy to work with you; I'm sure that you'll both help on another meet and maybe exceed your goals. 

I wish that my pouch would remind me how to behave. As long as I stay away from walnuts, it seems to be happy no matter what I throw at it. I guess it just means I have to think of other reasons to take care of me. 

Thanks for sharing your successes.

Bubbles taught me a lesson similar to what Oscar taught you.
I was trying out different TINY deserts for a BBQ that did not happen last weekend.
I made up some so Bake Cheesecake batter with soymilk.
It was very tasty indeed.
So the other night I fixed myself .5 cup and OMG I was dying Bubbles gave me my correction learned my lesson.
I used to love Candy Corn.
                                                     Annie

Yikes.  I will keep away from the candy corn..
I am glad you are better..

Kelly

I feel for you girl, but I like the dumping thing because it keeps me straight. I just spent time in my home town up north, and my children begged me to bring home our favorite pastries from a small Italian Bakery we used to frequent. I knew I could not handle it, not even if I duct-taped the boxes shut and hid them in the trunk. I felt sooo guilty that I was not strong enough to handle it, but I said NO to my children, they understood and I am glad. 

It's amazing what  a little dumping situation can do for ya. All weekend long I've walked past the candy dish on the coffee table and cussed those little orange sugar/corn syrup triangles. I can honestly say I haven't been tempted to plop one in my mouth.

Live and Learn.

- Iris