Well I did it. I made it through Christmas without cheating on my program. It was harder than I thought it would be, and yet it made Christmas easier on my psyche than it’s ever been. In truth, I’ve never before done what I did this year – make it though the entire holiday season while on a meal-replacement program.
I’ve said for a long time that when I’m on this sort of program food doesn’t really tempt me, and I may have finally been able to put words together to describe why. Food is kind of a minefield for me mentally – every time I’m confronted by it I have to make the mental calculations to figure out if it’s something I can eat, something I should not eat, or something I can eat if I do X (x being some extra bit of exercise or later meal I can skip/pare down). Every single time. Every time a coworker brings in candy, every birthday cake, every dinner out at a restaurant, every spur-of-the-moment snack, I have to do a fairly extensive calculation to figure out approximately how big a hit it will be calorically. Then and only then can I decide whether to eat it or not.
Except when I’m on a meal replacement program. When I’m doing this, food is just…a decision I don’t have to make. It loses its power because I don’t need to do anything to figure out if I can eat it or not – I already know that I won’t. Easy!
So I enjoyed yesterday visiting with friends without any of the constant calculations I would normally have to make. And I left feeling no guilt, no exercise debt, no heartburn from overeating, nothing but happy and content.
I did an unofficial weigh in this morning with my home scale and I appear to be down another 1/2 pound this week. Excellent.