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Well.  People are beginning to notice. Holiday parties are a great place to meet people who haven’t seen me for a while. Now that I have lost 15.5 lbs  I am beginning to get comments. And I like it.

Unfortunately holiday parties are also very challenging. I’m still struggling to lose 20 lbs and the last few pounds seem to be highly resistant. I have no one to blame but myself. 

Yesterday I went to a lovely event.  Every year a group of volunteers get together to fill cigar-box sized cartons with all sorts of toys and small books for young children. Then we wrap the boxes in Christmas paper. These gifts are distributed to needy children in South Florida, many of whom would otherwise get NOTHING for Christmas.

The Treasure Box Project was organized by my friend, Suzy Hammer.  It has grown from a small effort to help needy children into a major success.  It feels so good to spend a few hours knowing that it will bring happiness to a child.  It is also fun to meet with old friends and acquaintances. Did I mention that I got noticed? Some of these folks haven’t seen me for a year. They couldn’t have been more complimentary.

So what could be bad about something so good? Hmmm. Let me count the ways. Did I mention that sandwiches, pizza, dips, snacks and lots of yummy desserts were out in abundance to help motivate the workers?

(1) Despite the fact that I had eaten a sandwich before I came to the event, nevertheless, I succumbed the moment I saw pizza.  It has been soooo long since I have even allowed myself to look at a slice. My hand reached out even before my mind realized what was happening. The pizza’s deliciousness filled my mouth as all thoughts left my brain. And in that moment of pure taste sensation there was nothing else but pizza! When consciouness returned I was holding a piece of crust in my hand. At first I looked at it as if I couldn’t quite identify what it was.  Then I recoilded in horror as I understood what I had done! I quickly grabbed a Diet Coke, threw the remaining evidence of my sinfullness into the trash, and hurried back to wrap some more gifts.

(2) When I finished my can of soda I got up to throw it into the recycle bin. Where was the recycle bin? Next to the table laden with cookies, pies, cake and other desserts. My eyes came to rest on a box of small chocolate covered cookies, no bigger than a pinky finger. Surely one taste wouldn’t hurt. The first cookie melted in my mouth with such pleasure that another one was demanded.  Then another. And another. And another. I don’t know how many disappeared as I stood there telling myself that I really shouldn’t be doing this.

Luckily I had weighed my self BEFORE I went. I was so proud that I had lost a half a pound this week! But now I feel as if I have blown it. I know my weight is up, but I am afraid to look at the scale. My plan is to be really, really good for the rest of the week so that by next Saturday my weight will at least be the same.

The struggle continues………

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