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Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Hard? Let's Talk About What's Hard

You know, I have always talked about how hard it is to maintain control of my weight and what I eat. Yes, it is hard. Most people never maintain their weight loss because the "call" of sugar, salt, and carbs is so great, and weight lost eventually becomes weight gained.

But it is not nearly so hard as what I saw this weekend. This is hard. I saw a dear family member lying in a hospital bed, bloated to the point of almost being unable to move because dialysis has been unable to keep up with the fluid his body is collecting. He has a blood clot in his leg because he lives his life in a wheel chair. All this is due to diabetes. Living with this is hard.

Another family member is nearly blind and is also on dialysis due to diabetes. Living with this is hard.

In comparison, eating so as to avoid having to live like this one day is not hard. I know that I will have future moments of weakness. I know that I will not always have the picture of the way some of my family lives clearly in my mind.

However, I do hope that from this point on, I will be able to keep my perspectives straight. Avoiding brownies and other such foods so that I can avoid dialysis or blindness, is not hard. Living this those serious things is very hard.


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Take that, #%^%# Brownies!

What those brownies meant for bad,......ok, well, that's going too far. However, while eating the brownies last week was not good, it did not destroy my diet. In fact I have lost almost 3 pounds since that day! So take that brownies. I am still the victor!


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Saturday, February 4, 2012

Those #%}£¥ Brownies!

I was not prepared for brownies. They were just sitting there on the table with all the other desserts. They were made just the way I like them. Oh, dear. What to do? What to do? Just a small taste. Yep. That would be ok, I told myself. Just a small taste. I have just a small taste and that will be all.

Well, I had a small taste. Then another one and another one. That first small taste became several small, well, not so small, tastes. I'm sure my blood sugar soared. Sigh.

This was just another confirmation that I have no stopping power when it comes to sugar and chocolate. Just how many confirmations do I need? One small taste is at the same time too much and not enough.

The good news? I did not totally crater. I am still counting points and exercising, and my weight is still heading the right direction. Yea!


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