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Wrong Direction

Earl and I went to a wonderful party last night.  It had all the components that wonderful parties have:  great friends, good food, sparkling conversation, and yummy chocolate rum cake for dessert. I had mine with double whipped cream.

But a gnawing feeling crept over me as we left.

I’d worn my new jeans, the ones that fit perfectly in the store.  The ones that weren’t washed yet, so I couldn’t accuse them of shrinking in the dryer.  The ones that felt as if I had put on some weight.  It must have been the rum cake.

So I stepped on the scale this morning to learn the truth.  It was ugly. I double-checked to make sure the pointer was on zero and then tried again.  Still ugly.  I weighed three pounds more than I did on New Year’s Day, and this was a mere four weeks later.  That’s three-quarters of a pound a week.

I’m not one to launch a diet on the spur of the moment, but that’s exactly what I did. Earl and I are going to Europe mid-April, and I want to eat with abandon.  Which means I better abandon my current pre-holiday, no foods barred ways. Now.

My refrigerator wasn’t stocked for this. So I quickly made a list and headed to the grocery store for provisions.  It’s always easier to stay on a diet when you have the appropriate foods on hand.  I hid the kettle chips and crackers, stowed the M&Ms, and swore off potatoes, rice, pasta, and bread.  In their places, I’m planning to eat more protein, fresh veggies, and salads until I’m at a weight that can accommodate a European trip.

In the meantime, I’ll probably dream about that rum cake.

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One response to “Wrong Direction”

  1. Cheryl says:

    Sorry about the rum cake… it’s safely in the freezer now and can’t harm you.

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