Will power. Last resort of a badly planned day.

Yesterday I was a force of nature.  An immovable object. A…nah, just kidding. I totally screwed up in my planning and prep and I had to fall back on will power to save my day.

I spent the afternoon from 2-5 over at the Sheraton in a conference room meeting. I’ve mentioned these meetings before? They are fully catered. Like, I’m not sure if the point is the meet and share ideas or to fatten us all up for the slaughter. Usually it’s easy to ignore when I’m on a focused diet program like now because – cookies and brownies? Yeah, no question those are off the plan!

Yesterday though…well, I got there at 2pm, after having a late lunch around 1pm, so I was a little behind on my food schedule. I wasn’t prepared to go straight through until 5pm and I didn’t expect that the meetings would go straight through so I didn’t have any food with me. But of course they did. And of course at 3pm the caterers brought in mounds of beautiful fruit (off my plan for now – I told you this program was hardcore, nothing but shakes for now) and they were extremely enticing. I love fruit. And then…oh, they brought in big, soft, doughy pretzels. And mustard. MUSTARD! The bastards. It’s like they were targeting me and my diet specifically for ruination.

Normally I’m a sweet-tooth kind of girl, but I’m a total sucker for a hot, soft pretzel.

I’m not a fan of willpower for dieting, but willpower is a last resort kind of tool, and yesterday was a last resort kind of situation – I’d failed to plan or prepare myself, I was hungry when I got there and becoming hungrier as I went the full three hours, and having to pay attention and be sharp the whole time.

Here’s how I talked myself through it: First things first, every time my mind started down the, “But there aren’t that many calories in a bunch of grapes…” path I’d shut it down. “It’s not the point. Get some water.” Then my mind would wander to the pretzels. “Oh my god how I love pretzels, I haven’t had one in ages, they are so good, as cheats go they’re not THAT bad…”

I dug deep. I thought about all the work I’ve been doing so far. The results I’ve had. I reminded myself that once I got to my goal, I could plan to go out and have a GOOD pretzel, not a hotel catering pretzel – in fact, if I wanted to, I could get a ticket to a hockey game, where they sell the BEST pretzels, and have one in the right setting! That would be WAY better than a chintzy hotel pretzel. I thought about that for a bit, about rewarding myself for vigilance with not just a better pretzel, but a whole experience – I’d even get GOOD tickets, splash out for lower bowl, maybe near the glass!

When the hunger sprung up I got another glass of water. I reminded myself that a few hours were minuscule in the grand scheme of life and next week, even later tonight I wouldn’t even remember that I was a little hungry in the afternoon one day this week. I would get through. I focused really hard on the meeting topic. I got through.

And this morning I walked to work, and I’ll walk home, that’s a full hour of walking. Where do I apply for my bonus points?

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5 Responses to “Will power. Last resort of a badly planned day.”

  1. Kaaren Says:

    You go, girl!

  2. Katie Says:

    awesome!! thank you so much for sharing! i’m trying to get up the courage to start a major weight-loss program, and reading stuff like this is so helpful! and encouraging!! thank you for being an inspiration!

  3. stephenedwards425 Says:

    You rock (as always)…I contend it is these small successes in life that make us strong. Best wishes to you and yours…have a great weekend.

    Be encouraged!

  4. Caron Says:

    Very cool. Good old water saved the day plus your will power. I read the other day that cold water hydrates better and room temperature water will stop hunger better. I drink both depending on where I am. I don’t know if it is true but it is interesting. 🙂

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