I hate it when people say, "You're so small."
Yes, I understand that I am in good health. My weight is fine for my height. But here's the deal--I am a perfectionist, and I know that I can always do better.
I love cupcakes, I love to bake them, read about them take pictures of them, EAT THEM! I feel like I am in hog heaven when someone says, "OHHH, I love your cupcakes!"
This week I had to donate a trash bag full of clothes--not because they were old or worn out--but because they didn't fit me anymore.
A little more than a year ago I lost about 10 lbs, and I felt awesome! I was able to wear sizes I had previously scoffed at when looking at size labels. I could say to myself "No, you don't want that 3Musketeer's" But then one day something changed, and I started eating and eating and eating. Here's something funny; people say, "I never see you eat anything but healthy food!" Well that's because I put on a show; in actuality I eat whatever I can get my hands on. If I'm at home I'll take a spoon to the pantry and eat spoonfuls of peanut butter until my mouth is glued together from the paste-like goodness. When I really want a treat, I'll find the bag of miniature marshmallows and shovel handfuls into my mouth until I am dizzy with a sugar high.
Saturday evening I was with a friend, and I noticed she was so skinny. She told me about the South Beach diet, and I was envious of her success. So, the next day I ordered a book about it. My husband said, "Do you want to try this diet?" I am a newlywed, and I was thinking--WHAT AN AWESOME WAY TO START OUT! So, tomorrow I am sending a list with him to the store and we are going to get his ball rolling on Monday.
We have been eating our supply of sugary cereals this week--chocolate covered shredded wheat, honey bunches of oats, fruity pebbles--along with our inventory of fruits and sweet yogurts. I am a frugal shopper, and an obsessively neat person--nothing is ever in the right place. I can't ever have every dish cleaned. My closet is never organized enough.... and I can't imagine throwing away perfectly eatble food (although I have pumped kitchen soap into jars of frosting and bags of marshmallows and trashed them in order to avoid yet another binge).
Monday we will begin our South Beach Diet journey. I only need to lose about 10-15 pounds, but I am confident that I can learn to control my sugar cravings. I already eat lots of vegetables, so the hardest part will be kicking my sweets in the patootie. Each time I have a bite of a peanut butter filled Easter egg I think, "I will miss you so much!" And I get teary eyed when I see my collections of cupcakes and other sugary treats displayed on my social network page.
Before I leave today I have to say that I think DIET is another "four-letter word" that I hate to say. The word diet makes me envision carrot sticks (which are not allowed on phase 1 THANK GOODNESS) and water and miniscule bites of steak or chicken. I want to change the way I think about food...and I need a better thing to do in my free time than baking cupcakes and doling them out to folks.