The last 7 days I've been detoxing from all the sugar/caffeine/processed goodness* in my body. We did inadvertantly eat sugar yesterday at Mimi's Cafe since we hadn't eaten lunch and they put a basket of bread in front of us.
There were no survivors.
We were celebrating our fabulous mamas, and I won't even lie, I went to town on my dinner. But we didn't eat lunch, so I think it balanced out (it wasn't on purpose; we don't skip meals normally). The french fries on the menu were staring me down though, and my heart said "YES! GET IN MY MOUTH!", but my face said "nope. not happenin'."
Know what happened because of decisions like that over the last 7 days?
I lost 6 lbs. Boom.
|I don't care how old I get, this will always be one of my favorite movies.|
It's freeing, really. I weighed myself a few times last week and at first I felt those old tremors of anxiety creep up on me, until I remembered that the scale isn't what matters. What matters above all else is how I feel about my body, how my clothes fit, and then my measurements. Don't misread that I don't take my health seriously, because I do, but in terms of my self love, my measurements are a little low on the list. :o)
As for what we're eating, there's been lots of overnight oatmeal for breakfast, popcorn, fruit, and cashews for snacks, and we finally made the peanut butter banana ice cream. Yuuuum. It's not the same as the ice cream I'm dying for inside, but it'll do. =)
We're going to Toronto next week for a few days (we have people housesitting; don't come stealing our dog! =P ) next week, and I am psyyyyched. We're making arrangements for snacks for the trip, and are probably going to take overnight oatmeal for breakfasts so we don't have to eat out as much. But oh-ho, Tim Horton's. We will be together.
|I'm comin' for you, sweet thaaaang.|
*Note: Yes yes yes. I know. There's no "goodness" in processed foods. Other than their tasty, tasty, chemical makeup. I'm lookin' at you, Cheetos.