Actually listening to my hunger level, this is what I left on my plate. This freaks me out. This was the eye opening part. I sit here typing this, and I am maybe one carrot over the comfortable line. I could have stopped two carrots ago, comfortably.
But here's the thing.... I go into the kitchen to wrap this up, knowing that if I don't deal with it immediately, I will pick at it until it's gone, and what do I automatically do? Reach to eat those carrots. There's only two. It's silly to wrap them. I ACTUALLY thought that as I reached for them. Then I pulled my hand back and out loud said "NO" to myself. Then I chuckled, and reached for the saran wrap.
And here is my afternoon snack, all ready for me. This was harder than I thought it was going to be. And I realize how easily I can slip back into my old habits without even trying.
It just goes to show how vigilant we must be, especially when we've made it to goal. The fight isn't over. Not until we are dead. For the rest of my life I will have these moments. I'm sure I'll slip again, and I'm sure I'll pick myself up and revisit the tools that work for me. That is life.
And I'm living it, baby.
Thanks for listening,