I Bet 25 WW Points on the Superbowl . . .

I Bet 25 WW Points on the Superbowl . . .I hate to gamble.  I hate to get nothing for my money.  I  went to a casino once, lost about $12 then decided it wasn’t for me. My mom and other friends said I did it all
I hate to gamble.  I hate to get nothing for my money.  I  went to a casino once, lost about $12 then decided it wasn’t for me. My mom and other friends said I did it all wrong. They said I should have gone with a certain amount of money, prepared to lose it all and consider it money spent on an entertaining evening…much like going to a movie or play.  Well, this concept made a lot of sense to me even if I have no desire to go back to the casino, so I put this theory to practice today for the Superbowl.
I ate well all week and saved my extra points.  I went into today anticipating using all of my points and 25 of my extra points.  I ate like a kind, queen really, and enjoyed the day.  I didn’t stress abut points at all but I DID track my points like a good girl 🙂
I made a luscious Irish stew with dark beer and butter eve.  I made nachos later in the day and had the two I allotted for myself.  My children made homemade rice krispy treats.  I had a little of everything and went over in points — just like I had planned.
This took the stress out of the day.  Just like at a casino, I knew that I was willing to bet on the superbowl — 25 points.
Now weigh in is tomorrow and I probably won’t see a big loss if any, but I’m still okay with that because if I’m going to make this lifestyle change and not feel the deprivation associated with DIET than I need to feel in control and not the least bit tortured by my chosen life.
With this technique, I will master life’s celebrations which are usually accompanied by food and learn that I am controlling what I don’t eat just as easily as I can control what I do eat.  This is my journey.  I will learn not put myself down or have any internal negative speech for blowing it and it makes the approach of tomorrows weight in nothing to be afraid of.
I have a friend who ate super clean today for the superbowl.  I am so very proud of her — but no more proud of her than I am myself.  I had a plan lived it, rocked it. Totally socked it.  Yay me. (and way to go Packers!)
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