I decided to reintroduce the cucumber to my morning juice. In this concoction: a heap of spinach, a good bit of Kale, three apples, three carrots, half a cucumber, three celery stalks and 1/2″ of ginger root. This was the final result:I should work on those cuticles.
This was not utterly disgusting and all of the other flavors really killed the cucumber so I am glad I put it back in. To be honest though, I did not finish the entire thing. I was SO close when I started retching and was also being pushed toward the shower by a usually very punctual wife. My produce was reaching the end of it’s life-cycle so I tried to dump it all in this juice. I feel rejuvenated after a semi-horrible weekend that led to a zero weight loss weigh in this morning.
Friday night was lock-in night for our church youth group. Nikki is very involved with the youth group so the girls had their lock-in at the Williams house! That also meant that I had to (gleefully) flee the residence, so I went to help with the boys lock-in at a hunting cabin out in the woods. You know what that means: hamburgersOh, and here is a look at what dripped off those hamburgers:Can’t imagine how much of that is still working around my insides. There was also chips, dips, cookies, cake, and soft drinks. Needless to say, there were many “successful failures” this weekend. Add to that the fact that I came home to a refrigerator full of left over taco meat and junk food and you have a very unhealthy eating weekend.
The lock-ins aside I have had so many temptations in the past week. The kids from the campus nursery school came by and trick or treated so we bought a bunch of candy in anticipation. The cute kiddies came and went and this was left:I have to pass it several times a day and every time it is like Satan pokes me in the ribs. I have yet to partake so I can boast of one victory! I hear my co-workers come up all throughout the day and dig through there and take what they want. Some even come back several times throughout the day! I want so bad to plead with them. “Please don’t do this! You know that is about 500 calories that do nothing for you! They are killing you!” I told Nikki yesterday that watching other peoples food choices is like watching them hold a knife to their chest and push it deeper with each bite. I can do nothing about it. I am heavier than some of them; who am I to tell them how to eat? Especially when I don’t have a handle on it myself.
How do you deal with these temptations? Should I have packed my own dinner before I went to the lock-in? Also, how do you show others that you generally care about them without being a complete jerk? I really think there is no easy way to talk to people about their food choices. I tend to think that the only way to handle it is wait for them to come to you. It just feels so negligent on my part. I am very interested in your feelings on this matter. Please let me know in the comments.
I’m off to eat my peanut butter sandwich and cast hateful glances towards the donuts someone left in the break room. Until tomorrow!