Adjusting My Sails

The journey continues and I am pleased to report that I am winning my bout of bronchitis and feeling human again.
Yesterday was the first time I have logged my weight since being sick as I was afraid of what would be the result. I feel like I had some near misses in my eating while I was sick, sometimes I did not want to eat at all and sometimes I would want to eat every comfort food known to man, the good news is the cupboards have long since been stripped of any junk. I do have stocking stuffers of my grown daughters favorite candies but I did not break into them ( phew).
Usually when I am sick I drink a lot of juice, tall glasses of orange juice, this time I ate the orange. I had chicken soup as frequently as I could and rested. It sounds like I ate well, but I will tell you one day I had two bowls of buttered pasta with salt and pepper, to me that is comfort food of the Gods.... what I realized later is, it was whole wheat pasta ( thumbs up) and light butter with canola oil. This is a great testament to the advice of removing junk and unhealthy foods from the house!
So yesterday I came online changed my weigh in day to Saturday so I could get on the scale accept whatever the weight was, log it in and move forward. I want to be have a full week of the New Program, I want to own the damage and move on, no looking back, I was sick and my focus was to rest and get better. I have not seen the inside of the gym for TWO weeks, I look forward to going tomorrow.
I weighed in and guess what? I lost a pound! I was surprised, pleasantly surprised.
Should I have been surprised? Probably Not.
I have learned over the last year to eat mindfully. Even when I was sick I still did that, I ate an orange and skipped the multitude of tall glasses of orange juice. One day I ordered in take out, fat laden foods to feed my soul, one or tow bites and my stomach that was used to good healthy meals straightened my head out and I gave away that food and heated up a can of healthy chicken soup.
Friday night I went out to dinner and ordered blackened fish and baked potatoe, salad, dressing on the side, passed on the bread. The meal came and in the very busy restaurant, I got rice pilaf instead of the baked as ordered. I told the waitress and the service was less than and she never corrected it. I will eat rice pilaf, I do not love it, and I have no clue how many points, my guess is many! I adjusted my thinking, I pushed the rice aside and opted for a piece of bread with a pat of butter, equal to a baked potatoe. Eating mindfully.
All this said I am behind where I wanted to be with my first mini goal, I wanted to see 60 pounds gone by my anniversary date, of December 26th and I am at 53. To lose 7 pounds in two weeks seems impossible but more than that it feels like the trying would riddle me with frustration and for what? I am on track for losing all my weight and hitting the end goal, a healthy me. I have another mini goal and that is by Jan of 2011 to b under 200 and that seems doable, 9 pounds away. I am readjusting my sails, that what a journey is about, when you face challenges you handle them, and when you can not meet them against the odds, you adjust them. I do not see this as a failing moment as I see it as great progress, my goals are to motivate me to reach my final destination and through out this process I have set goals that are just a little bit out of my reach, and seeing that I see in the past I have always set myself up to fail, and than I would give up. I will not give up and I will learn what an acceptable and achievable goal is, even if it is with trial and error!