I was talking to my mom yesterday about having diabetes, and I realized that in addition to giving me the motivation to lose weight and get in shape, diabetes is helping me stay on the straight and narrow.  I have to think about every bite I eat before it goes into my mouth, and I will for the rest of my life.  Because it’s not just about worrying about gaining weight back for me if I don’t stick to my diet – it’s my quality of life, and my actual longevity at stake.  The better I do at controlling my blood sugar, the more likely I am going to be able to have a normal life.

Last week was a particularly busy and tough one in my office, and so on Friday they brought lunch in for everyone from Chicken Out.  My co-workers got to heap mashed potatoes and stuffing and gravy and cookies on their plates, and partake of the free sodas, but I held myself to a couple of spoonfuls of mashed potatoes (they smelled so good!) and my frozen Lean Cuisine pizza for lunch.  I really wanted to have a soda and a cookie, but I knew it would throw my blood sugar out of whack, and it just wasn’t worth it.

I wonder if it will get easier or harder to resist eating food that is bad for me as time goes by?  I’m hoping it will at least get me through Thanksgiving.  My husband and I have to eat with my mom, his mom and his dad, which makes for heavy three meals and three desserts all in one day.  And a lot of driving, so I’m almost positive I won’t have any time to exercise.  I think my mantra that day will be “tiny portions.  Tiny portions of everything that I eat.”