I am home from the wedding, and despite some real
fear to the contrary, the gown zipped up. A little too much flab
hanging over the back (but I won't keep or post pictures taken from
behind) but I did feel great! Here is a picture of me and my daughter:
The
three days before the wedding, in Florence, I was really scared to eat
because I knew there was barely enough fabric to go around, but just as
well. The food there was wonderful and it would have been easy to
overeat. Instead I ate till satisfied, and was rewarded - not just with
the fact that my dress fit, but I was not sick from stuffing myself. I
did, however.... enjoy every morsel after the wedding!
What I found very interesting is that each morning there was a HUGE breakfast served at the hotel and I did eat whatever I wanted (but not breads and pastries) and I did not feel like eating until dinner. A few days I had a small gelato for lunch. It was just very interesting that with no clock (I travel without a watch, camera or phone, believe it or not!) and eating when, where and what we felt like eating, we all ate good solid breakfasts, little or no lunch, and a late dinner. How is it when I eat the same thing for breakfast but am sitting at my desk in the office, I can't wait for lunch and eat dinner the minute I barge through the door at night?
Anyway,
I am meeting with my counselor this afternoon. I had such pangs of
wanting to go back to dieting when I got home, but have been resisting,
and promised myself that I wouldn't until I saw her this afternoon. I
know that dieting is not the way to go (I am good lately for less than
24 hours!). I also know that no number on the scale or size on the
dress truly reflects who I am, how my relationships are (picture of me
and hubby above), what a valuable member of society I am, or how I
relate to my children.
I am going to try to recreate the way I ate in Italy - it was such a free-spirited way to be, and there is no reason I cannot recreate that at home. Of course it helped that we walked miles and miles (and DIFFICULT miles) every day. It would be nice to recreate that as well.
I am looking forward to my appointment this afternoon because... guess who is turning 60 on Friday?... and I cannot go through another year the way the past 50 have played out with my eating habits. (Maybe even longer - I was fat way before age 10!)
Anyway - welcome back to me!
Miriam
The
three days before the wedding, in Florence, I was really scared to eat
because I knew there was barely enough fabric to go around, but just as
well. The food there was wonderful and it would have been easy to
overeat. Instead I ate till satisfied, and was rewarded - not just with
the fact that my dress fit, but I was not sick from stuffing myself. I
did, however.... enjoy every morsel after the wedding!What I found very interesting is that each morning there was a HUGE breakfast served at the hotel and I did eat whatever I wanted (but not breads and pastries) and I did not feel like eating until dinner. A few days I had a small gelato for lunch. It was just very interesting that with no clock (I travel without a watch, camera or phone, believe it or not!) and eating when, where and what we felt like eating, we all ate good solid breakfasts, little or no lunch, and a late dinner. How is it when I eat the same thing for breakfast but am sitting at my desk in the office, I can't wait for lunch and eat dinner the minute I barge through the door at night?
Anyway,
I am meeting with my counselor this afternoon. I had such pangs of
wanting to go back to dieting when I got home, but have been resisting,
and promised myself that I wouldn't until I saw her this afternoon. I
know that dieting is not the way to go (I am good lately for less than
24 hours!). I also know that no number on the scale or size on the
dress truly reflects who I am, how my relationships are (picture of me
and hubby above), what a valuable member of society I am, or how I
relate to my children.I am going to try to recreate the way I ate in Italy - it was such a free-spirited way to be, and there is no reason I cannot recreate that at home. Of course it helped that we walked miles and miles (and DIFFICULT miles) every day. It would be nice to recreate that as well.
I am looking forward to my appointment this afternoon because... guess who is turning 60 on Friday?... and I cannot go through another year the way the past 50 have played out with my eating habits. (Maybe even longer - I was fat way before age 10!)
Anyway - welcome back to me!
Miriam
