So thankful...

For a fairly high metabolism...

I say this with all the respect for those who don't... but I just have to say it.

Because if I didn't, I would be next in line for the Biggest Loser.

These feelings started like this.

I knew today was going to be a loooong day. A difficult food day.

I started it at 6:30 this morning,

with the need to get everyone ready, pump, and get Tommy's stuff packed plus passport and documents and be at the gym by 8:30. Remember, I volunteer on Fridays from 8:30-12 so I can get a free membership. Well from there I had to go straight to Tommy's school, and take him to the airport for his 2:10 flight to Dallas. It's only for the weekend, he is home Sunday afternoon. But, it is still really hard, no fun and a tad scary!

So... I start out eating well. A balanced 3 1/2 point breakfast. Pack an apple and a kashi bar for snacks and head out. Well, I plowed through those and by 1:15, with Tommy heading to the flight, and this emptiness inside. More from saying goodbye than anything, I head over the get a "healthy" sandwich. Kind of hard to do when your not at home. So I get a sandwich (all veggies since they are free on weight watchers). Then I start thinking... Hmmm, how many points would this be? Lets say 4 for the bread, 2 for the cheese (I should have said no cheese), and 1 for the sauce. So 7. Okay that's fine... then the brain started going and the time before the flight leaves is DRAGGING. So I say, you know what? I've been doing really good lately and I am having a rough day, plus I don't really know how many points that sandwich was so... I'll throw in a 3 musketeers bar (they are usually lower fat/calories than other candy bars). Get to the gift shop and see that all they have is a king size. Well, I think... can't say no now or else you will feel deprived. I enjoyed every bite!

5 min late... GUILT! I hate that feeling, I don't usually have that feeling about food. Weird!

Well, we head home and I start figuring in my head how many points I have left for dinner. But in the meantime, Kyla hands me her smarties because she doesn't want anymore (I obviously need to learn a few things from my two year old). So, with the earlier guilt gone and figuring I have messed up my points anyway... I eat a handful of smarties. Only 1 point for 10. I probably had 20!

Head to sobey's to get pizza sauce for pizza night tonight. I can make a KILLER 3 point pizza - with basil, tomatoes delish! Well, on the way out I pass by the banana's, I grab two bunches (I had plans to make some banana bread for some ladies at church until my son and his friends ate them all yesterday!) But, I do love banana's especially when they are a bit green... So I eat one for my pre-dinner snack, plus a handful of saltine crackers (just cause they're sitting out!)Seriously, I am not even hungry. Just trying to feed the emptiness and have a hard time saying no once I've made up my mind!

So, hubby will be home soon and I will most likely eat a DELICIOUS homemade pizza - instead of the 0 point weight watchers soup I also picked up at sobeys. Because after all... it's pizza night, a new tradition and I can't break a new tradition!

I know you are thinking... big deal. But it is when you are trying to get back into shape after baby # 3 and you've made a bunch or BAD BAD eating choices. It feels like a big deal.

Heaven help me!

I hope you found this funny and not frightening. I promise I am not like this every day.

I have actually lost 6 lbs in 3 weeks.

But some days I just have to say what the heck... eat it already! :)