I went to a women's conference at my church this morning. The theme was "when life hands you lemons". Life handed me a dieting lemon that very same morning when the lunch buffet was set out and there wasn't a thing there without mayo except dessert. I chose a small chicken salad croissant and a piece of lemon cream pie. Not a lot of food. When I was done I was stuffed and not only that, I felt sick. It surprised me a lot. I've only been on this new way of living and eating for about 6 weeks. During that time I've had snacks, and I've had ice cream. It isn't like I've just been eating vegetables, but I guess I've been eating healthy enough that the sweet pie and the fatty croissant was enough to make my body go "ugh! what are you putting in me!" It was a sign to me that I was on the right track. If my body is rebelling over moderately unhealthy eating in small portions then I must be giving it some super good nutrition somewhere. Yay me! I am going to give the credit to my breakfast shakes. They are so stinking healthy compared to anything else I've eaten on a regular basis in many years.
Anyway. I consider it a small victory that my body was unhappy with me and I knew it. I had a protein shake for dinner just now. I feel a lot better. My sister in law just brought over pizza and I couldn't care less. well, mostly. I love pizza, I just don't need to eat it. To me that's close enough to "I couldn't care less" to be a slam dunk. Yep,Lemons can be sweet.
