So how’d everyone do at surviving Thanksgiving? I did a pretty good job of following my own advice, actually. Tasted a little bit of everything — including sweet potatoes and green bean casserole — but didn’t go with any extreme serving sizes so by the end of the meal I felt pretty satisfied. I had a simple but protein filled breakfast in the morning and since I was in charge of dessert (mini pumpkin cheesecakes from this month’s Vegetarian Times) I knew it was something I could indulge in. I even managed to lighten the dessert up by using egg whites instead of whole eggs and it came out splendidly!
Wednesday night I met up with friends after work and didn’t get home until close to 2 am and for some ridiculous reason I was wide awake by 7. Like, there was no hope of going back to sleep so I didn’t bother. Truthfully I think it was my body’s way of reminding me that I said I was going to go running before Thanksgiving dinner and my body didn’t give a flying fig what time I went to bed, I was going to stick to this plan.
So, after doing my Sun Salutations and #plankaday I went out for a run.
Of course, I’m fairly convinced there has to be something wonky with the GPS on my phone ’cause when I got home and looked at my split times I saw this.
No. Seriously. What?!
I’m just blown away and while I have no doubt the times on the rest of my run were accurate, that first mile has me totally flabbergasted. Even looking at the map on the app and seeing the mile marker and thinking Okay, well, now that I think about it, it really didn’t take me that long to get to that spot… Still, that’s way crazy and I’m not entirely convinced. (I also only went for a 3.12 mile run, not 4. That’s just how it shows up in the app.)
Remember when I said at the beginning that I did a pretty good job of following my own advice? That sounds silly, but here’s the thing with holidays and food obstacles: sometimes we go in with a plan, we go in with the best of intentions and it all goes out the window at the first sight of that big ol’ bowl of mashed taters. It has happened to all of us, really. Nobody is perfect all of the time and those of us who share our journeys, we mess up sometimes, too.
As my friend Alan has said, we won’t have a perfect record, all we need is a winning record. In other words, if your Thanksgiving didn’t go as you had hoped, that’s okay. Don’t dwell on bad food choices or coulda, woulda, shouldas. What happened happened and there’s no changing it, all you can do is move forward. Every day is another chance to get it right, so just refocus and try to make better food choices today. Don’t do anything crazy, like starving yourself to balance out all that you ate yesterday, leave yesterday where it belongs and treat today like the fresh start that it is!
I have a lot to be thankful for: supportive family and friends, a job I enjoy, a life I love. My health, of course, is the big one. So many people take that one for granted, I think, not understanding how just being alive and functioning isn’t quite the same as having your health. But I am also very thankful for all of you, dear readers. When I started writing about my weight loss journey I never imagined I’d have so many people who would continually want to read about it and having found the healthy living blogger community has been tremendous for me in having a place and space to share my story. So thank you, to all of you, for, well, just being you!
Enjoy the rest of your holiday weekend! Reminder that I’m having a Black Friday sale in my Etsy shop: Now through Monday night, ornaments are 10% off and I’m offering FREE worldwide shipping on all jewelry!
Love from the ashes,