I stopped by my parent's house this evening to fix their current computer issue and before I was done with the computer I had polished off 3 mini-bagels, with cream cheese. So I'm still debating whether its my parents house or the fact that I was alone. See I tend to be a secretive eater. I have been all my life. I can remember stealing Little Debbie Snack Cakes from the kitchen, sometimes two or more at time, and rushing past the TV room door upstairs where I could eat them without getting caught. Those Little Debbies were for school lunches only; we weren't supposed to snack on them at home. I'm not sure who I thought I was fooling since I'm sure my mom knew just how many were supposed to be in the box by the end of the week.
The scary thing is that I still do this behavior. I often eat as much as possible when my husband isn't around so that when he is I can appear to be right on track with my diet. Again, who am I fooling? He knows I've gained 40 pounds in the last two years. Those 40 pounds definitely aren't from eating just salad and grilled chicken.
Anyhow, so lesson one is obvious. I've got to get a handle on my secretive eating. No more burying wrappers in the trash can. No more quick stops at the gas station to get rid of any evidence of snacking in the car.
I'm confident I can make this change if I just trust myself to do it.
Dinner: 3 mini-bagels with cream cheese, salad, chicken with curry seasoning, cottage cheese and Almonds.
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