Back from visiting the inlaws…

…and I had a better time than ever. It used to be I was all obsessed with not being skinny, but since I have beaten the stinkin’ binge eating disorder, I am learning to live with all of me, and enjoy my life as it is today. Funny, my being obsessed about not being skinny is about as rational as a fish being obsessed that it can’t breathe air. Never been skinny in my life - no reason to expect it to be different now.

As a consequence, I was far more relaxed than I usually am. Even got a little drunk, until my daughter took away the cognac. LOL I’m not a big drinker, but we were in a large group, and it just started tasting extra good. So I enjoyed it, and let myself have a couple extra. By 4 p.m. though, I was definitely done. Didn’t drink anything except water and coffee the rest of the evening, and plenty of water then next day. I think the last time I was really on a bender was way back in Tennessee, when I drank myself under the table on Long Island Tea. Geez, that was more than 15 years ago.

I’ve actually kept up with my exercise goal!!!! Yay me! An hour every day during the vacation. It’s my plan to give myself some exercise habit-building and some practice at setting and meeting goals. Christmas Day we took a long walk around the inlaws’ village. I climbed a hill that I normally avoid, and was panting when I reached the top, but I made it. Yesterday we did a little post-Christmas shopping and I walked my feet off. I was really tired, but got through it. Today I gifted myself with some calisthenics, iPod music and strength exercises. Tomorrow I’ll hopefully go swimming. I even settled on a goal if I succeed at this effort 100%: I will buy myself a fur hat/earwarmer. I’ve wanted something like that for a long time, and it’s time. That thought was the only thing that got me up off the sofa tonight, so I’m going to keep this promise to myself. For less than 100% performance, I’ll give myself a private afternoon at the movies.

And tomorrow I weigh in for the first time since the 25th. I fully expect a gain, and I refuse to worry about it. At no time did I stuff myself, at no time did I beat myself up over what I did or didn’t do, so it’s a success regardless of the scale reading.