Ten days from today my family of nine is flying to the other side of the world to spend three weeks with our families in the US. I am sure that we are going to have a great vacation. I am also sure that I am going to gain a ton of weight.
“Don’t be so negative,” you might say. I’m not. I’m being realistic. My kids have been eating foreign things for 10 months and although our family is the number one reason we are going home, food is a close second. Very close. Photo finish, close. Yesterday we all got giddy at the thought of having Kr*ft macaroni and cheese with hot dogs cut up into it. How sad is that? Every time we discuss what we are going to do in the US, it dissolves into what we are going to eat in the US. Every event has a food plan attached to it. A night at the movies starts with dinner at a steakhouse, college football is planned around nachos from a Mexican food restaurant, and you can’t have an open house without a big sandwich, right?
I have read a lot on this site about planning ahead. O.K., here is the plan. I am going to start exercising this week and I am going to continue exercising all through my trip. Hopefully that will off set some of the eating. I am going to avoid the cookies and deserts that go along with the season because for me, the meals will be the treat. When I want something sweet I am going to eat oranges. Nothing says Christmas in Arizona to me like bags of oranges straight from the orchards. Finally, I am not going to freak out when I gain weight over this trip and I am not going to lie about it. The plan for next year? Change my family’s pattern so that our next trip home is more about fun and less about food!
This week I stayed the same. I am so surprised and amazingly happy that I stayed the same because I have been eating away my stress. That has got to stop. Maybe I could ride away my stess. Stationary bicycle, here I come!