Cabin fever

After an almost sleepless night Friday (that's a whole other story...) I woke up ready to take on my Saturday UBC workout with a positive attitude. It was the best way to start a fun, relaxing, and tempting weekend; I headed down to the Santa Cruz mountains to stay at a friend's family cabin. There was a warm fire, friends, kids, and A LOT of food and wine.

The worst part was the cookies - they opened the box and I got a whiff. It's like crack. But I stuck to it.

I felt a bit awkward eating chicken breast and an orange while others had German chocolate cake; then enjoying my salad and tuna when everyone else was eating steak and bacon-laced roasted vegetables.

In the end, it wasn't that hard - I told everyone what I was doing and stuck to it. In fact, I find the most difficult times are when I'm alone. No one's looking... But, eventually, I will face the truth. The scale, the way my jeans fit - those don't lie.

Today was "playday" - a day in which I can eat and drink whatever I please. First on my list? Coffee. It was delicious. Going off of it made me enjoy it and savor ever sip, rather than gulp down cup after cup as per my usual morning ritual. The light bulb went on. That's why this program has a "playday".

I'd almost forgotten. It's not just about resting, mentally and physically, it's about remembering how to enjoy food and beverages rather than gorge on them without a second thought.

As I take on week two, I'm committed to paying more attention to my food preparation and enjoyment, rather than seeing it as a means to an end.