Don't eat the popcorn
Posted: Friday, Jul. 06, 2012
Photo by: Nathan Abplanalp Photography
Becca Thiessen is a senior Elementary/Early Childhood Education major at Anderson University who is looking forward to making a positive difference in children's lives. Becca is having a blast planning her wedding, which is scheduled for next May, with her fiance, Jason Perry! Contact Becca here.
Happy 6th of July! Hope everyone had a wonderful and safe Independence Day!
I regret to say that I declared my independence from my diet for the 4th. It started with Dunkin' Donuts, which my future father-in-law brought us for breakfast. I dutifully went to the Weight Watchers website and calculated how many points this sinful delicacy would cost me. Since I didn't want to fork out 10-15 points, I cut one in half and loaded up with fruit: Round 1 and I came out victorious. For lunch, we went to the movie theater... well, you can imagine the temptation. Sweet, salted and butter-smothered popcorn, hotdogs twirling on a rotisserie skewer, and a candy collection Mr. Wonka would have been envious of all called out my name from over the counter. Jason grabbed a large popcorn while I settled on Welch's fruit snacks. All was well, Spiderman was kicking butt and the evil Dr. Connors was wreaking havoc on an unsuspecting city, until Jason offered me some popcorn. Knowing better, I declined, but after the second offer, I succumbed. I limited myself to 3 pops. Fatal mistake. In that moment, I felt as if I myself had been injected with a serum that would transform me into some terrifying creature. I ate... and ate... and ate some more. And it didn't stop there. Dinner rolled around. What was on my plate? A small salad and fruit salad but more than that, a HUGE cheeseburger smothered in condiments, super healthy amounts of coleslaw and baked beans, an enormous glass of pink lemonade, two scoops of frozen yogurt with cheesecake bites, and half a Dunkin' Donut. I was not full, I was STUFFED. I would have felt disappointed but I lapsed into a food coma.
I admit defeat and wave the white flag. Weight Watchers, take me back!
Tomorrow is weigh-in day at Flex + Fit and needless to say, I'm nervous. Not just because of the 4th's destruction but because of camp's weeklong beat-down on my diet. But in the words of Gloria Gaynor, I will survive. We'll see what the damage is and work from there. I'm determined to get back on track and get moving with this weight loss. I keep postponing dress shopping because I want to lose some more weight but at this rate, I'll never be ready. I seriously have to get on the ball, ya know?
I would have loved to have been able to tell you how great I was on the Fourth and how I stuck to my guns and stayed on the straight and healthy, but I'm human and I have moments of weakness. I think it's okay though, to share when things aren't perfect. It makes you reflect and learn from mistakes and strive to be better. I didn't gain all this weight in one day and I won't lose it in one day; I have to keep working and aspire to reach my goals!
I would LOVE to hear about your moments of weakness and how you got through them. Is there a particular holiday that brings you down, making you make the switch from jeans to sweats? Please share!
Lesson learned this week? Don't eat the popcorn.
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