11: 11, 2009 Diet Blog

No rest for the weary as they say. I got up at the usual time. I had breakfast with my husband- well, he had breakfast I had coffee and saw him off to work at 6:30 am. I had another cup of coffee, a hot shower and began the laundry ritual that would last pretty much most of the day because of the party last weekend. I ran out of detergent and as luck would have it, had not gotten any when I went grocery shopping yesterday after work. I ran to the grocery store, got it and bleach for my whites and buzzed through the check out. Sadly- the bleach ruined one of my favorite shirts...but I digress...
There was a very large man riding in one of those store owned motorized carts with the grocery basket on the front. I stuck my thumb out playfully and said, "going my way?" He laughed gently and we went about our business. I headed for the fruit because they hadn't had any good green grapes the other day. They had lots today. Cart-man was there too. I offered to reach some for him. He thanked me but said that he could do it himself. He struggled to get up from the cart. I waited my turn as his cart took up all of the space in front of the shelves. It was then that I realized that his handicap was his weight. He was obese. 500 pounds, possibly more. My heart bled for him. That must be awful.
I waited my turn and got through the check out without a hassle. On my way out I pushed my cart past him. He smiled at me. I said, "you know, we've just got to stop meeting like this," he belly laughed.
"That's right," he said back,"People are going to think there's something going on." We laughed and went our separate ways again.
He was a nice person. I wonder how often he is judged...or misjudged by his weight? He seemed apprehensive at first and then after seeing me around and my remaining friendly, he seemed more relaxed. I pray that I never judge someone on something like that.
"There, but for the grace of God, Go I..." There is much truth to that statement.
For breakfast I had a lite n fit yogurt, for lunch I had left over multi grain noodles in sauce and sausage. For dinner I had chicken breast and green beans. Now- I had to use my battle plan today.
The reason that I had to use the battle plan was that I trapped myself in the house with all of the goodies we will be using to make the father-son special creative cake with my nephew for the cub scouts. We were supposed to do it last night right after I purchased the items but he fell ill and so we are not doing it until Thursday. The goodies were put away, but I still knew they were here. I ate one weight watchers one point chocolate cake for early snack, and one for 3pm snack. It worked! I'm VERY happy with myself.
I was able to control the urges for the sweets. Like I said- chocolate is my downfall. Stress and emotional upheaval is my catalyst. Hubby is going away, I'm going to take him to the airport at 4; which means I'm up at 3am. My little sister is sick and I'm going to Long Island to see her this weekend; I have to bake the cake with my nephew in his stead and I don't want to catch anything; I had to blow off my Blairstown BFF and singing this weekend to see my sister. She was very understanding but I hate doing that.... the list just goes on and on...anyway- the catalyst is taking its toll on me too. That was the point. I beat it though.
The day ended with me finishing the laundry, cooking dinner and then going to body conditioning class. I did great. 40 minutes again. I'm kinda proud of me tonight. I am going to sign off here however. 3am comes early. I have to work tomorrow- then bake the cake... Tomorrow is going to be rough. See you next Blog! ;-)