I didn't realize it had been quite so long since I'd updated... Thanksgiving went well, though there was some (okay, a lot) of bitterness over the lack of pumpkin pie consumption. The days following weren't great, but I'm not calling it failure. A friend ended up in the hospital over the long weekend, and the night he was admitted I got home at midnight after spending 4ish hours in the ER and having not eaten in something like 13 hours. My brother in law fixed me a plate of food- open faced grilled cheese- and I ate it fairly robotically. I wasn't in a frame of mind to be thinking clearly about food choices. I did discover that night though that I had lost 7 pounds in 8 days.

I'm down 11 pounds now since November 16th. My food has consistently been within my food plan and I'm feeling good about my abstinence. Now that the food thing is getting easier, I need to start pushing myself harder in the exercise department and the pounds should keep melting away. On Nov. 16th I tried on a pair of brand new jeans that have been in my dresser drawer for 2 years. They're a size smaller than the ones that I'm currently wearing. I had about 2 inches to go before they'd button. I tried them on again yesterday, and I've got about another half inch to go. If I had tried hard enough, I know I could have gotten them on, but why force it, right? It'll happen.

I had a hiccup and a moment of triumph last night. I got tickets to the ballet of Edward Scissorhands at the last minute and there was a flurry trying to get to BART in time to ride it up to the Orpheum. My best friend went with me, and since she works 2 minutes from the BART station, she ran out and grabbed us some food. From Burger King. Which is strictly off limits on my food plan. I called a friend from program stressing out a little bit. It wasn't something I would have chosen, but there was no time for anything else, and there weren't really any other options in the situation. I decided that I'd eat my chicken sandwich and leave the fries, and that'd be a good way to keep things under control, so that's what I did.

After the show we decided it'd be a good idea to pick up a box of doughnuts at the Daly City Krispy Kreme to take home to her mother who had babysat her son on incredibly short notice. I stared into that case and almost bought doughnuts for myself. I almost ordered them twice, but managed to make it out of there with just a bottle of water and a carton of milk. But it was close. I still sort of can't believe I made it out of there without buying or eating any sugar. Something's working...

(Firefox's spellcheck doesn't flag "donuts" but does flag "doughnuts", which is the proper spelling. Sad.)