Quick trip to Atlanta – feeling free and happy

I am at the airport waiting for my plane to Atlanta.

I just ate breakfast at a Boingo (I think).  You put your order into the little ipad on the table, swipe your credit card, and your food comes out.  Might be easy for some, but I couldn’t figure out how to do it.  Luckily, the waitress was kind enough to go through it with me.  And, that made it kind of cool.

It’s not cheap, but I’m still sitting here with unlimited coffee refills, so that’s not a bad thing.

The problem became that I had to run to the bathroom.  And, I wasn’t finished using my wifi and free coffee refills.  So, rather than soil myself or lose my spot, I came up with a bright idea.  I told the girl I’d be back and not to clear my spot.

And, when I returned from the little girls room, my mug was still there and she even brought me some more when I sat down.   Now that was nice.

Then my mind started thinking that someone could have poisoned my remaining coffee when  I was gone.  I decided to drink it anyway.  So if this is my very last post, you will know why.

That all being said, that’s not why I’m writing.  I have been very upset about my lack of weight loss AND my lack of having fun.  Instead of going out, I thought that by staying home and being “good”, I would be losing weight.

And, I wasn’t.  I have gained 8 pounds over the course of a couple of years.  So it’s not even working.

I’m trying a new strategy.  Eat what I want, have fun, but only use points that I really want to.

Last night, I ate delicious salmon and salad, plus the scoop of potatoes or something that went with it.  I had two glasses of prosecco.  But, when they wanted to know my dessert order, I didn’t like chocolate mousse or cheesecake so I said none.  When they were delivering the orders, the nicer waiter asked what he could get me.  I asked for fruit and he brought me a beautiful parfait glass full of it.  I was happy.

This morning, I ordered an egg sandwich.  I forgot to change the bread and it was a huge roll instead.  I ate about a third of the roll, had asked for only a little cheese, and turkey bacon instead of regular.  So, it was less points and real food that was satisfying.  I feel free because I ate like a normal person.

I am enjoying sitting at this counter, typing, fully satisfied and enjoying my new freedom and happiness.

I can trust myself to make good choices, carry food so I am not STARVING (then I’ll make REALLY BAD CHOICES BECAUSE I DON’T CARE), and continue to feel healthy, fit and young at heart.

I know I’m in good shape and can feel proud instead of ashamed.  AND I WILL!!!

(As long as I remember to – that’s why I’m writing about it – so I don’t forget).  Have a great day!  Gotta catch my flight.

Disclaimer – I don’t have time to edit this!!!  Hope it reads ok.