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27 November 2007
It was my first day back from Mexico (vacation) so when I stepped on the scale I was basically dreading the number. We were in Mexico all week and I had many forces working against me, including being faced 100 times a day by some of the best food on the globe. Do you realize street vendors sell whole cobs of hot corn dipped in cream and coated in cheese...on a stick? Don't even get me started on Tacos el Pastor (spit-roasted shaved seasoned beef hugged by a piping hot, freshly homeade corn tortilla--topped with a tiny slice of fresh pineapple). Gawd.
By far the more significant challenge was staying eight days with my husband's 2 sisters and mom. This trip really isolated something we all suspect is true but rarely have a chance to prove--that a
stress
trigger for food abuse is far more powerful than the
temptation
trigger (smells/sight). At least, for me it is.
I realize now also that the issue is mostly my husband's older sister. She is a smart and good-hearted person, but being around her exhausts me! She is incessantly over-coordinating things, hen-pecking, and can be downright despotic about doing things her way. If you hesitate or pause for a moment to think about what you're doing or a problem your trying to solve, she takes over whatever you're doing. If she's not taking over, she's watching--ever vigilant for the opportunity to take over what you are doing. If I'm exhausted being around her it must be truly exhausting to BE her. lol! It was like spending a neverending day in a store where you really just want to look around, but the clerk sticks to you like glue; pointing things out as if they have any idea of your taste or budget...telling you you should try this...try that...asking you questions, making distracting small talk, etc. But also imagine this clerk insists that you do this this way, or that. Compound it that most of the advice and direction you recieve is about how you parent your son.
I couldn't really even get a moment alone with my husband because even when we're in a group I notice my sister in law sort of evesdrops on our conversations--looking for opportunities to weigh-in and share knowledge. And on the four hour car ride back to the city I made the mistake of asking her something about Mexico's history. I had planned to listen to my music or watch a movie on my laptop for the car ride but that innocent question triggered a two hour long review of Mexico's management of water, sanitation, immigration management in the US, etc and so on. So much for netflix sitting longingly in my bag...
There is so much more. Honestly this trip was commical in how you can reach such high levels of annoyance and frustration just being around people too much. Mostly I was paying attention to how interactive tension or relational stress influences my food behaviors. Although it didnt' completely restore my control, the awareness was helpful and impactful in that I didn't gain.
One thing that really helped me was to eat a very low calorie and healthy breakfast every day so that I wasn't starving for lunch. I also limited meals out to once/day. We were travelling so it wasn't possible to have my JC meals regularly so that was the compromise. I tried to continue to "decide" between alcohol OR dessert as well.
Well, Thanksgiving hurdle is overwith. Bring on Christmas! Hope everyone else had a great week!
Weigh-in:
202.0 lb
lost so far:
48.0 lb
still to go:
47.0 lb
Diet followed reasonably well
(6 comments)
steady weight
23 November 2007
Driving Miss Dizzy...
Today we set out for the city of Guanajuato, which is supposedly about 30 minutes away from where we are staying. It was about 2 o'clock in the afternoon. My husband programmed the GPS and we got on the road! After driving for 3 seconds, my MIL insisted that we stop to get gasoline right away (even though we had over half a tank and plenty to get there). Ok, not a bad idea.
As we pull out of the gas station there is a sign pointing clearly the way we need to go, so my husband heads that direction. Immediately my MIL contradicts him, the direction, and the GPS. He defers because she has "been here before." And we are trying to be polite. Around 3:30PM we realize we're nowhere near the city so my husband finally turns around, and to my amazement we STILL have people from the peanut gallery claiming to know the way to go. We head back the way we came and it is around 5PM and the GPS just keeps saying "Recalculating. <pause> Recalculating." The backseat drivers who managed to get us NOWHERE are still chirping and now they are actually accusing my husband of not listening to them! When we got back to the house, we checked a map and he was going the right way in the first place. Needless to say, we never made it to Guanajuato but we did (again, at their urging) go to the nearest mall where they tried to get me to eat in the food court. I put my frigging foot down over that one! With about 1000 amazing restaurants and places to eat well in this town hell if I'm going to a frigging food court. They're insane.
When I got home I had a shot of tequila (medicinal purposes) and a tablespoon of beans with fried plaintain. I couldn't stop myself! I tried to eat healthy for dinner and I passed on the dessert as well as the flan everyone ate when we got home. I had a decent day but make no mistake emotionally I wanted to chow down.
I know I sound like a huge, picky complainer. I really am not a complainer -- honestly. It is just sooo built up that if I don't vent somewhere...well...I will have to euthanize myself before I get into the car with them again ;)
If everyone who reads this wouldn't mind telling someone who annoys YOU to bugger off this week I would love to live vicariously through you. I just can't do that with this family -- it would be a critical setback after a lot of progress over the past 2 years.
Over and Out. And I will try to keep my damn spoon out of the beans.
(4 comments)
22 November 2007
Help, I'm trapped in a Mexican Prison...
Well, not exactly. But I have survived six days nonstop with my husband's family and have 4 more to go. I declare, I'm drained. And our baby is teething so at night (when I might presumably have some sort of reprieve) I just am managing to a new series of chaotic events. Basically, my son has declared Jihad on sleep. And because he's sharing the same king size bed as my husband and I on this trip, our sleep as well is somewhat staccato, to put it mildly. And of course every morning the rest of the crew is outside our door bright and early to start the day. Usually, I get to answer 500 questions about what I would like to do, like for them to do, stupid decisions and choices. All of this before I've had nary a sip of coffee. And I think my silence is working until I look over and have all these big sets of eyes staring at me for an answer...
A major cultural difference is this: In my culture, when someone is constantly taking over what your doing and offering unsolicited help, advice, and input -- it is sort of a tacit signal that they think you're not capable of doing it, or they can do it better. My husband says it is a cultural difference and they are trying to be helpful. But honestly, I don't need help and questions for every single F-ing thing I set out to do all day -- from getting my son a wipee to deciding he needs medicine.
For example, I got all this resistance by way of "alternatives" when I brought up the absurd idea of actually giving him some tylenol. Nevermind that two of my critics don't have children, and my husband's mom (bless her) last took care of a baby around the time Seymour Cray was inventing the first supercomputer. Needless to say, remedies and the technology of making a teething infant more comfortable have come a long way.
My son is now so spoiled that if someone dares walk by him without making a ridiculous fuss, he let's out a huge walloping wail. I am the only (native) English speaking person here and I tend to be more of a "writer" and a "thinker" than a talker -- so needless to say my son now speaks Spanish. Also great about this scenario is that if I ask a question or want to request something of someone local or one of the people who works here, if my sister in law disagrees with me, she just doesn't translate it. I speak enough Spanish to know when my requests are being "altered." It reminds me of LOST IN TRANSLATION when Bill Murray is trying to know what the Director is telling him and the translator is obviously leaving out many of the details. Maddening!
Mostly, I just find the constant attention and "help" to be exhausting. I also am glad I've found so many people to help me with my diet. If I was thinking about having anything fun and not feeling guilty about it, thank goodness I have 3 other people around to remind me how fattening everything is and ignore me when they're dividing up portions of something good--like cake, or flan, or what not. Thankfully my sister-in-law is constantly vigilant of my diet to the extent that all fun and whimsy has pretty much been beat to death out of my vacation.
I also love how every moment of my son's life is documented in photos, which I have to download each day and if I dare delete anything that is fuzzy or just a shitty picture I hear a gasp and a sigh and lot's of judgement permeates the air around me. I dared delete a photo that we had at least 25 more of because it was blurry and was told loudly and insistently in spanish that I could "fix it" in photo editor.
There are people in the witness protection program who feel less watched than me. I am constantly under supervision as I walk around with him, comfort him, or just try to have a quiet moment with him. I can't even take a dump here without someone knocking on the damn door. Sorry to be crude, but this together time is really something. Thank god I'm so constipated or else I'd be pretty annoyed.
Otherwise, everything is going GREAT! lol. Hope everyone has had a great Thanksgiving. We're venturing out into the great city (where hopefully I can break away for 5 minutes from the pack) a bit later.
Pray for me!
Photo of the Cray Supercomputer
(3 comments)
20 November 2007
Foodgasm alert! Today, at a small unassuming restaurant called La Bugambilia, nestled within the cobblestone streets of San Miguel de Allende, I had an unrivaled food experience. It transcended beyond all I know or have known to the extent that I almost feared it. My diet fled out the stone encased, wrought-iron festooned windows ne'r to be seen again (all evening, anyway)
First I had some amazing barbequed manchego cheese with green chile cilantro sauce, snuggled in a homeade corn tortilla. Next, I split an oder of sopa seca; which is a traditional "dry" soup. Basically, it is deeply spiced noodles with slices of avocado and, ahem, creme. Then, something wonderful called Tinga de Cerdo con Chorizo which is basically marinated pork in a red chile sauce with butter potatos and tortillas. I also shared a delightfully marinated poblano chile stuffed with beef, nuts, dried fruits covered in a creamy nut sauce, and finally drizzled with pomegranate seeds. Pictured below, it's a traditional dish from Pueblo called "Chile en Nogada" Also, I might as well admit I had two deliciously powerful (poder!) margaritas with dinner as well. This was the best meal I've had all year.
Tinga de Cerdo con Chorizo
Sopa Seca de Fideo
Chile en Nogada
(4 comments)
20 November 2007
Weigh-in:
202.0 lb
lost so far:
48.0 lb
still to go:
47.0 lb
Diet followed reasonably well
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