Feeling good

We had a great weekend! Saturday we drove up to Massachusetts and spent the day in the gorgeous Berkshires, visiting Norman Rockwell's home, studio and museum, and the picturesque town of Stockbridge. Lots of gorgeous fall color to share with my mother-in-law Marlene, who is visiting. Beautiful up there! We missed the ferry back to Port Jeff, but good old Tim, our trusty chauffeur, took us home via Manhattan.



Sunday was a busy busy day, but I'm starting to feel good about this challenge I'm on. Not that the weight is dropping off so quickly, but I am starting to feel a better balance, and more in control of my eating, esp emotional eating. Meaning, I'm not emotionally eating right now. I'm preparing meals, eating smaller portions, choosing better food, not depriving myself, eating half of the portions when I eat out, all that good stuff. And I also don't feel like a failure when I have dessert, because it's okay to have it every so often.



I started out on Sunday with half an apple and half a string cheese, something I wouldn't ever have considered "fuel" or breakfast before, but I was running a 5K and I didn't want to eat too much and feel yucky while I ran, and honestly I wasn't all that hungry. So I ran a 5K in my best 5K time ever, which was 35:38. I was trying to get 34, at Tim's encouragement, but my time didn't suck. It was a flat and relatively easy course, for a good cause, and it got me up and exercising, so it was worth it!



Had time to rush back home, shower, and head to my First Place 4 Health meeting, where the focus was yielding to God, and evaluating fitness goals. I weighed in at 186.9, not a great big loss this week, but again, feeling balanced and on a good path. Ate a breakfast bar for breakfast, headed back home and got ready for our afternoon/evening in Manhattan!



I knew we would be having an early dinner at Victors, our favorite Cuban spot on 52nd St in the City, so I didn't eat anything before seeing Jude Law as Hamlet. We loved the show. I felt zero guilt eating the lechon, dirty rice and beans, yucca, two mojitos (!) and a guava cobbler with vanilla ice cream for dessert! One, I had eaten sensibly all week, and two, only ate half my meal because I was full only halfway thru. But I kept trying to go back and eat it, just one more bite, because it was so delicious! That was the hard part, looking at it on my plate, knowing it was delicious, but also knowing I was full. I won't even lie and say I was worried about starving children in Ethiopia, I was not, and I didn't care about the waste of food, I just wanted it because it was good, and it was there. Finally Tim finished it, and the waiter took it away, and the agony was over! But I felt great afterward! Full, but great, proud of myself!!