I didn't cave in.....

This isn't a super huge success story as it relates to amount of weight lost or anything, but it was a small personal success for me.

Taking the advice from a friend of mine who has unbeknownst to her become my official unofficial weight loss buddy, I was at the grocery store this morning to pick up a few things. I've never been good at eating healthy. I've done everything from binge eating to damn near starvation at a point where I would only have a couple of bites of chicken every two days or so. I don't think I've ever been at a point in my life where I was disciplined enough for ready to give up all the craptacular foods I enjoyed. Over the past little while it wasn't really a matter of how much I was eating, as it was a matter of what I was eating.

I admit, I'm still having some struggles. Like wheat bread.....ew. But I am getting better and I noticed that this morning while looking for what my friend recommended (ground turkey, seasoned and mixed up with brown rice, just in case you were wondering lol). I was shopping hungry as I had just gotten off work and my job is quite physically demanding so what I had eaten was all used up by this point. Usually this is a very very VERY bad idea. Everything always just sound so good! I walked by the chip aisle and kept thinking "oh man some potato chips with french onion dip would be awesome right now!", and then of course where I shop, the sodas are kept in the next aisle over so the next thought was "and I could wash it down with a cold Sprite!!" There were a few other similar instances when I passed the locations where they were kept but I walked by....okay I'm lying. I may have stopped and stared....but the main thing is....I DIDN'T CAVE IN! It's always easier to buy the food that is bad for us because it's cheaper and lets face it......eating is an expensive necessity as of late, but I didn't do what was easy and I didn't buy what I knew would taste good.

Other things I've noticed: The stairs at work don't kick my *kitten* anymore. I'm still slightly out of breath when I reach the floor I work on, but I still take the stairs at work when can.

I'm slowly getting used to the foods I am trying to get into the habit of eating. I've never had turkey bacon for example and I actually find it to be quite good chopped up in my scrambled eggs. I adjusted to skim milk years ago, and now I'm adjusting to the taste of low fat 1% cottage cheese.

I move better and feel better. This may sound a little weird but yesterday I was forced to endure a 1 hour and 45 minute meeting on asbestos and since there were no chairs, I sat on the floor. I was able to sit with my legs crossed Indian style and they didn't hurt like they would have a couple months ago and I didn't have a hard time breathing when I pulled my legs up close to my chest.

Sometimes I think its the little victories like this that keep people going, that make the sacrifices and snackrifices worth it to the big goal in the end.