Thanksgiving, heck the whole holiday season, has always been fraught with dangers for me, especially as I have become an adult and moved away from home. It is a time of relaxation, boredom, family, football, and vastly overeating due to all of those factors. As the holiday season progresses, the eating continues over a number of holiday events, and my propensity to pack on the pounds increases as well.
This Thanksgiving I was determined to try and avoid that get a good start to the holiday season. Wednesday started off well, sort of. My planned day at school was waylaid by the fog and a day of not having to worry about having access, and time, to eat in an unhealthy manner for long stretches became clouded by a day of working in my office, with access to snacks brought in for our staff that would now go uneaten, unless the small group at school all chipped in. I am proud to say that while I did indulge in some cheese and crackers and some great cocktail meatballs, I avoided the cupcakes arranged and frosted to look like a turkey dressed as a pilgrim. That evening, instead of heading home when school was cancelled for the day, I stuck around and went to yoga class to kickoff my weekend.
Thursday morning came, and the eating fest began sensible enough with an fried egg sandwich for breakfast. Lunch, not so good as I watched my fantasy football team’s defense (Houston) get torched by the Lions, and drowned my sorrows in a small plate of homemade nachos. Thanksgiving dinner was a better performance for me, as I ate sensible of the turkey, stuffing and other Thanksgiving faire, but the double helping of desserts was probably not a wise idea on my part. I woke up the next morning, just hoping I had not gained 5 pounds. Amazingly I lost 1. I credit the better digestion created by some of the yoga poses Sam Boys had us do on Wednesday night.
Friday was another odd day of eating, as I did well in the morning, not as well in the evening as I cooked my wife’s favorite meal, Italian Chicken Bake, which is fettucine noodles baked with chicken, onions, and mushrooms that have been simmered and then topped with parmesan and mozzarella cheese and a cream sauce. It is decadently good, but not really great low in calories. I had one small bowl, and then picked at my daughter’s leftovers.
Saturday brought the most bizarre eating day. I had nachos for lunch again, while watching football-notice a pattern yet-then consumed a whole tub of popcorn and a box of raisinets while watching Lincoln at the movie theater. I rationalized this over consumption fest by having a Diet Dr. Pepper, and the satisfaction that it was a really great movie, with the most realistic portrayal of Lincoln I have ever seen.
Sunday brought dinner at my mother-in-laws, and more moderation in eating, with no dessert this time. Monday morning I stepped on the scale, be delightedly find I had lost another pound to make it 2 for the week of Thanksgiving. Unfortunately, I am not sure what I did to do so.
As I sit eating a salad for dinner tonight, prior to our game against Triton, I am hoping that I can continue whatever streak my metabolism was on last week and continue to lose weight, while I gain great moments with my family this holiday season. The reality though is that it will not happen by mere luck for too much longer. With this in mind I will be back in yoga on Wednesday night, and will be adding a Monday cycling class to my workout regime, as well as looking for a Thursday afternoon class that I can join as well. Or maybe I will take Sam Boys challenge and join him on a Wednesday night for yoga, followed by Bodypump, and then restorative yoga...