Little Victories

There's that saying about the journey of 1000 miles beginning with a single step - in my case it's more like the journey of weight loss beginning with little victories. If I don't celebrate them no matter how small I'm likely to forget that this is a journey and not an instantaneous event.

I'll celebrate resisting hot dogs. I know, seems silly but I love Nathan's hot dogs. I know they are not the best for me, but darn they are good on a New England roll with mustard, onions, relish, and sauce. Mmmmmm.. I can usually eat 4-5 of the long ones for dinner along with baked beans and some fries. I try to limit that meal to once a month or so since I can just wolf them down. Well, this evening was the meal and I'm proud of myself for only eating 3 plus the beans and no fries and a diet Pepsi.

Over the course of my readings about weight loss I've encountered articles about waiting 20 minutes in between courses. Ya, right! How about waiting a little bit - say 5 or 10 minutes. So I tried that - taking a break between courses for a few minutes and then resumed. At the time I stopped I wanted another couple of hot dogs. When I resumed I ate one but then started to feel full so I stopped, finished my Pepsi and then cleaned up. I did peek at the carrot cake I made yesterday but didn't have a piece - yet.

So, I'll give myself another atta boy for pausing between courses, eating 1-2 less hot dog than usual and not eating dessert right away - and I walked for 40 minutes even though it was threatening rain outside.