Year Four, Day 271: Still Smiling

Good Evening Friends:

I am still smiling from my wonderful visit with my boyfriend last night. I met him at the airport. I was early, since I bribed my son-in-law with gluten free cookies for a ride. But I didn't mind. I had a book to read. And it is so rare that I have time to sit. So I sat. And I people watched.

But I was buzzing with energy. I had not seen him since my trip to Vegas, over a month ago. I was wearing my new jeans. But I was worried because my belly is still an issue for me. My sweet man has told me many times that it is not an issue for him, that if I am choosing to lose weight and get in better shape for my own satisfaction, he is happy for me. But he also said I am beautiful the way I am.

Geesh - how lucky am I!

Well, his plane was delayed. I tried to relax and read. But I was nervous. Although it was in a good way.

(Who am I kidding, I get excited and a bit nervous just to talk to him on the phone. And I hope it stays this way.!)

I so enjoy feeling alive again.

But the minute I saw him, my nerves dissolved. So comfortable am I with him. And I hope him with me.

Even though the nervous energy buzzes, I feel like I can be myself with him. Even let my crazy out.

That's a very good thing. At least for me it is.

Anyway, I am still smiling. :)

I did not get a chance to weigh myself or hoop this morning. So I just did an evening hoop. It's pretty dark out there, even with the porch light on. But it is accomplished!

I allowed myself to eat beyond my window last night. It is important to me to be flexible enough that I can have dinner with friends and family and make them uncomfortable with my diet. But I got back on track today.

Had a lovely pho for lunch. Tomorrow will be an interesting test. I am going walking very early in the morning with my mom. We have decided to cut back on our breakfasts out. So we will be driving through McDonald's after our walk. I plan on ordering a breakfast sandwich without the bun. I made my own muffins out of chaffle mix (egg, cheese, a pinch of flax seed meal and almond flour, and garlic powder).

No hashbrowns for this woman. And no sugar in my coffee either!

That's about all I have to report today.

I am still on my path.

And still smiling.

Have a lovely evening!

Talk to you tomorrow.

Love,

Zita

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