I spent the majority of yesterday beneath a mountain of blankets on the couch, anchored on either side by a fluffy cat. Miserable and sick, yet capable of impressive levels of boredom, I watched daytime TV until my brain started to melt a little bit.
Itching to alleviate the boredom, I gathered myself together and exhibited my only smidge of culinary prowess: cooking soup.
I'm not exactly known for my skills in the kitchen. I can make a delicious breakfast, a bang-up cup of tea, and the occasional salad excursion. But my true (and only) talent lies in the soup pot. I make a tasty soup. Using a book I had picked up at The Strand bookstore in NYC - Soup for Every Body. Boasting a selection of low-carb and high-protein soups, complete with illustrations, this book was perfect for Chris and I and our picky little eating habits.
And it was only six bucks. Good deal, this. AND the soup ended up being delicious. Chris claimed it's "restaurant quality." Let me assure you, this is not a compliment often offered up, so I did a little sicky-jig of happiness.
I've been thinking about eating habits a lot lately, especially with the holidays coming and my will power on a bit of a hiatus. As I wrote in my dLife column this month, the whole "special occasion" caveat during the holidays is tricky for me. With so many parties and events, it's easy for me to succumb to "Oh, just this one time," and have that piece of cake/glass of wine/forkful of creme brulee. Next thing I know, I'm indulging at every turn and my jeans don't fit as well as they did a month ago.
Never one to react to a problem, I'm trying to take a more proactive approach to this holiday season. Enter: Operation WillPower. (Similar to Operation Thwart.) Now that I'm two days into the antibiotics for strep and well on my way to being fully mended, I need to take control of my eating habits and get my act together.
Back to heavy workouts. Back to low-carb meals. Back to paying attention to all the bits and pieces of diabetes management and readying my body for that wedding dress. (Which, by the way, is being delivered in January and I'll be having my first fittings. In less than two months. Holy crap.)
So long, delicious treats! I miss you already.
Commence Operation WP.