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Also, we had a large snow over a week ago and the sidewalks got plowed under with 6 ft ice mounds which, going from past experience, will last until some time in 2018. It has turned my otherwise walkable community into Death Race 2000, which has made exercise more difficult. When exercise becomes more difficult, I tend not to be the guy who rises above and finds a way.
So all I can really do now is recommit. I'm off to a good start this morning, even though it's a migraine day and migraines make the brain ask for sweets in order to help boost serotonin (which is why, they now think, chocolate gets blamed for causing them.)
One thing I like doing on a morning like this is read the Amazon reviews for the No S book. They are SO inspirational! They really speak my language -- some of them say it's the feeling of control they needed, more than even the weight loss. That's me! I want that! I'm guessing a few of you even wrote those reviews, so I thank you. I am also going to re-read the book itself, probably this morning if possible.
Oh. I want to mention my husband's office Christmas party I didn't want to go to because I'd gained so much weight this year. Very lavish thing, which is not really me but okay I can pretend to fit in. Had to buy a new dress and shapewear, but okay. I thought I looked all right. It was all turning out to be pretty nice and then this one lady who saw I was eating the special dinner they had made for me (that was nice) said, "But I thought all vegetarians were skinny." Not the worst thing anybody ever said about my body but probably the worst I've heard since becoming an adult. Or maybe I just felt broadsided because it was at such a fancy place and in front of a crowd of people important to my husband's career (several partners heard). I half wanted to tell her, "and I thought 60 was the new 40" but I just sighed and thought, "she's right. Why did I even show my face here."
Ah well, what can you do.