Posted by Jen:
Starting a new weight loss program means breaking some bad habits or, in my case, a lot of them. A real whole lot. A lotta lotta lot.
Such as, having dessert after breakfast. Okay, not often, but I have been known to chase my Wheaties with M&Ms.
Or, having a pick-me-up snack at 10:30 a.m. Often, more chocolate. Or possibly, chips. I don’t have just a sweet tooth, I also have a salt tooth. (Or whatever it should be called.)
And then of course, dessert after lunch. Why yes I do believe I will have a ginormous bowl of Java Chip ice cream.
Later in the afternoon, another snack of Pringles, with a chaser of Kit Kats. Again, the sweet and salty combo.
After dinner, I do believe I’d like another big bowl of ice cream.
Later in the evening, after my children have been tucked in bed, I remember the M&Ms and decide to have some while I read. And then some more and then more.
On the weekends, it’s worse. Who needs lunch when I can just graze all day, alternating between sweet and salty? While reading a book, my hand starts seeking out a snack that I can eat mindlessly while I enjoy the latest John Grisham. Or, I wake up from a blissful nap, thinking of salty buttery popcorn — again with a chaser of chocolate.
And then there’s the stress eating. Last week, when I had already started Weight Watchers, one of my dear friends had to go to the ER (she’s fine now). I met her and her husband there and collected there three children, tossed them in the minivan with my two girls (Yay! Impromptu playdate!), and brought everyone back to my house. My first thought upon walking in the door was, I really really REALLY need some chocolate. NOW. NOW. NOW. Pre-WW, I would have dived face first into a pool of ice cream. Or climbed a mountain of Oreos. Or traversed a field of Hershey’s Kisses. Instead I nibbled on a carrot stick while I fixed the children some juice and pretzels.
I have so many bad eating habits to break, that it could seem overwhelming. Surprisingly, it’s turning out to be much easier than I had thought it would be. I just have to be mindful, very mindful, at all times and not let my hand just reach automatically into the pantry for something yummy. My brain still tells me, “Ooh Jen! You know what would taste really good right now? A handful of M&Ms. There are some in the pantry.” But I just ignore the impulse and remind myself for the eleventy squillionth time that I don’t need the damn M&Ms and that what I do need is a healthier, much smaller body. If that doesn’t work, I remind myself about all the cute clothes I’m going to buy when I hit my target weight. THAT usually does the trick.