Suffering Consequences

There are many people who think that the Weight Loss Surgery is my own personal magic wand – and the weight melts off with ease, and I don’t have to do anything else. The truth is I have to think about every single bite I put into my mouth. I have to choose to eat the right things, in the right quantities, for the right reasons. Most days, this happens. Yesterday it didn’t.

Before anyone panics (including me) – let me remind myself (and everyone else) that I am still committed to this journey. I’m not giving up – I’m not way off track. But yesterday, I made poor choices. I voted last night after work – so we were rushing around trying to get something to eat before heading off to a practice. We chose to eat subs, thinking that we wouldn’t have time to cook anything. Even when I eat a sub, I can make good choices – turkey, roast beef, chicken – eat just the meat/protein parts of the sandwich. But I didn’t. I had the Italian meats – all of which have very high sodium. I only had the smallest size, but I chose to eat all of it, including the bread. Another bad choice. Then, last night after rehearsal, I had some crackers and dip. These are things I am certainly allowed to have, but again, more sodium than I needed. The result? My weight is up a few ounces this morning. I don’t feel very well today – nothing major, but it is a direct consequence for my actions and choices yesterday. And it’s frustrating.

Fortunately, no long term damage has been done. I know what I need to do to get back on track. I am more determined than ever to make good choices for me. There are those who might argue that going off the path occasionally can even be a good thing – so that it doesn’t feel quite so much like a burden to eat what I know I should eat. While there might be a little merit in that thought – I know that I feel better when I make the right choices. I have more energy – I’m not kicking myself. One would think that all of the good that comes from choosing what I should versus all the bad that comes from not making good choices, it would be EASY to ALWAYS make the right choice. Obviously, I can’t say that.

I debated about blogging about this today – but when I began this journey, I made a promise to myself that I would be as open and honest about everything as I can be. And sometimes, that includes those things that I’m not proud of, even though it would be easier. But I spent many, many decades not being honest with myself about my food issues, and I paid dearly for that. So, I’m putting it out there, and asking that you keep praying for me.