Confidence

I like rewards.

The only problem with being me is that it's hard to deny myself things I really want, so a reward could become meaningless.

I wanted to go out to dinner with some friends, but they were going to a pasta place where I knew I could easily consume a day's worth of salt, fats, and carbs in one meal. I can do this by not eating the other two meals, or eating only half of this meal, but I went there a few weeks ago and it cannot become an everyday thing.

So . . . I decided if I met my weight goal for that day I would go. It seemed a sure thing.

Only it wasn't. I woke up and was over a half pound too heavy. I stayed home.

It wasn't easy, but it will mean more if I make it tomorrow and can go to the coffee at Starbucks, because I will know I earned it. Two different sets of friends. Two different venues. Both are fun though.

These decisions make me more sure of myself as I progress down this road to healthier eating. I feel like I am going to be able to maintain this weight loss for the long term and that is important.

Confidence is a secure feeling and I like that.