I am usually the girl that has one of each dessert. But I decided I didn't want to be that way, and I wasn't. Will it always be so? Probably not, but at least I have something I can build on. Each time I am successful, I get a little bit stronger. Plus, I have been trying to reprogram my thinking a bit. I mean, I have eaten all of the goodies before. I know what they taste like. I know how I feel after I indulge too much. I can remember the good tastes, and avoid the yuckiness that follows.
I really want to get rid of the baby gut I have been carrying around as a result of two consecutive pregnancies. I know I am never going to have washboard abs, but I know that I can do better. I am just hoping I can make it through this holiday season relatively unscathed.
I am just going to do my very best, and I will be happy with it. The small things really do add up.