Yesterday I practiced patience. I assumed the French way of eating three meals a day and cut out my snacking.
Breakfast was coffee and a yogurt. Lunch was 2 pieces of whole-grain baguette topped with brie and cucumber slices. Dinner was chicken and sauteed mushrooms, onions and peppers.
I wish I could say that was that. But before I ate my dinner, I was cooking my daughter’s spaghetti and had a few bites of it. And after she went to bed I took a couple bites of her leftover Nutella sandwich.
If I can learn to control my relationship with food (my over-obsessive, over-eating relationship!) then perhaps I can get back into losing weight. I especially want to keep my food intake to a minimum healthy amount because my birthday dinner is coming up this weekend and I know I’m going to have a cupcake or two…
