I have big food issues. I just love it. Totally.
I hadn't told you that I returned to Weight Watchers. (I am a lifetime offender) That was 3 weeks ago. I lost three pounds the first two weeks. This was a disappointment because I followed plan to the T. (Usually the first week on program is a bigger loss.) Could it be as I inch closed to my 40th b-day the weight is just getting harder to take off? Yes, I know three pounds is an accomplishment. I, in true Coedith form, chose to celebrate my losing with lunch of french toast after weigh in. Of course I know I could have simply tracked it and kept to plan...but.....
Of course it didn't stop with french toast, or the fries, or the goat cheese with lemon curd and marscapone (to die for!) So I skipped my week three weigh in, ya know to get back on track before weighing in the following week.
No I will not be going this week either. I am officially off the wagon.
What to do?
All this is happening at the same time my squirrel mama instincts are telling me to stock up for the winter. I have been menu planning, recipe searching and discovering the world of cooking once and stocking my freezer with hearty homemade meals to be ready in a flash. I want us to eat real food, balanced food and enjoyable food.
Food is more than nourishment for me. I know that can be seen as an "issue". It is a way to bring people together, to connect, to share to give and to receive.
So that is where I am with food. Wanting to be a size 10, just not enough to give up french toast- or is it the love...