It is NOT the Eating Olympics

Here we are on the eve of the biggest eating day of the year. My childhood memories of Thanksgiving is about watching the Macy day parade on TV, not having any breakfast because we are told we are about to eat a giant meal and waiting and waiting and waiting until about 3:00 to eat what has been promised to be the best meal of the year.

By the time 3:00 rolled around we were so hungry and actually so bored from the waiting that it would not have mattered if we were being severed cardboard as long as it had gravy on it. And everything had gravy on it.

In truth I think my sisters and I liked the pillsbury crescent rolls almost the best since it was a treat reserved exclusively for thanksgiving and our parent’s dinner parties. We never got to eat at the dinner parties, but we got to have the crescent rolls for breakfast as we scavenged for food while my parents slept late after late night partying.

The big mistake about those childhood Thanksgivings was the not eating breakfast part. It was a long time from waking up until bird time and that made us throw down the stuffing like we had never had a meal before. I think that there was so much concentration by the adults on all the holiday food that they actually forgot to calculate how much more milk or eggs we needed and did not want us to consume them and thus be short for the sweet potato casserole.

This year we are having Thanksgiving at 2:00. That is a long time from the dinner I will eat tonight. My plan is to try and sleep in a little so I can eat my daily high protein Special K and raspberries at about 10:00. That will give me a four hour window before the main event. If I limit myself to one serving of the good stuff, hold back o. The potatoes and bread and eat a slice of crestless pumpkin pie I should be OK.

The potential pitfall time will be the 8:00 PM leftover-a-rama. It will be too soon for me to have made some healthy turkey soup so I’ve come up with a plan to have an arugula salad with sliced turkey and cranberry on it. Still in the theme of Thanksgiving leftovers but not button popping. The key is for me to have a plan so that I am not tempted by a new food idea. I keep reminding myself that Thanksgiving is not the eating olympics. Friday I will report if I am able not to medal in Thanksgiving.


2 Comments on “It is NOT the Eating Olympics”

  1. Divermomma says:

    OK, Dana. This is where you are wrong.
    You are not wrong often. Tomorrow is the ONLY day in 365 days a year, and only 80 some of 30,000 lifetime expectancy days that It Most Certainly IS the Food Olympics.
    You will not fall off the weight loss/maintenance train if you MANGE (as
    my Italian grandmom said).
    So eat your skinny little heart out, Honey!!
    Friday is another day….

  2. Stuart Wright says:

    Dana I have sent an email to you at the only address I have for you but to ensure you see my message I’m also trying this route. Cheers

    Check this out: http://www.theglobeandmail.com/life/health-and-fitness/fitness/how-i-lost-it-your-inspiring-stories-of-weight-loss/article4484383/


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