I’m chatting last night with a woman that I’ve recently met, and we were talking about… what the hell were we talking about?… dancing maybe? I don’t know, but she was talking about this one woman that was “bumping” her in an aggressive way, and she said “when you are little like us…” and I have no idea what she said after that because I was so caught up in the “little like us” of it all.
I know I’ve lost weight. I know I’m not fat. But every once in a while it is SLAPPED in my face. (in a good way!) Especially when I’ve not been great about my routines. Note: have you seen any workout updates recently? No? Me, neither. Dammit.
But then someone makes a statement like that and all of a sudden it’s forefront of my mind again. And I realize that I need to KEEP it. I need to remember where I’ve come from. And the tools to keep me from going back there.
GODDAMN HUSBAND!!! How many times have I told him that when I’m typing like mad, I’m in a moment and don’t talk to me. Rotter. Lucky he’s cute. He hears that a lot.
Anyways… where was I? Oh yeah, talking about me and how I’m LITTLE. LOLOLOL
Tonight I have a Christmas party to go to.
You know, I was told my whole journey to eat beforehand, so I am not tempted to pig out. Here’s the thing… I have done that, then ended up feeling completely nauseous after the party, because reality is, I’m going to eat the yummy goodness. So for ME (and not necessarily saying it will work for you), I have a very light snack before the party. Just enough so that I’m not walking in the door yelling “bring on the eats”. But not enough that I can’t try a tidbit of everything and not feel like a bloated whale. Make sense?
I know… it goes against everything that the “experts” say. But I’m an expert on me.
Okay, I should run. Lots of blogs to read. Lots of procrastinating all the shit I gotta do today. *grin*