231!! and a Revelation

I stepped on the scale this morning with dread thinking that I'd be heavier than last week.  My basis for this was that I haven't been working out.  So when I saw that 231 I stared in shock.  Then I ran out to tell Pete. 

Last week I was 233 and upset thinking how much lower it would have been had I been working out. 

This week I'm choosing the positive.

What I've realized is that I can control my weight with my eating.  More importantly I can control my eating.  Let me say that again, I Can Control My Eating.  I can east meals that are sensible, filling and still lose weight.  Now has my eating been perfect?  No.  I strive to have a portion of meat/protein, a portion of starch and lots of veggies/fruits at each meal.  I strive to eat a piece of fruit when I crave sweet instead of chocolate.  I no longer keep candy or pieces of chocolate in the house.  I no longer bake something sweet each Sunday as a treat for Pete and I.  However, when the sweet bug hits me I have about 10 of these Dibs or 15 really dark chocolate chips.  And I feel ok about it.

I think I'm figuring out how to eat to sustain my body and still be happy about what I eat.  I think I'm on the right track.  I hope I'm on the right track.

And the best part?  231!!