Oh bring us some figgy pudding...

December has been a discouraging month on the one hand. There have been parties and goodies and neighbors bringing treats. I baked cookies, the frosted kind, and there's still plenty on the plate for another week. And a friend sent me a batch of wonderful spritz cookies last week, her specialty. A neighbor brought a batch of homemade peanut brittle today, the kind that almost melts in your mouth. You don't even need a full set of teeth to eat it. And a package came in the mail for Mom from her sister... fruitcake. Its hard to resist a good fruitcake.

 

On the other hand, there's also been a revelation. I've found my maintenance level of calories. To know I could continue eating in a way that is moderate but not unreasonable is a bright thought. To be ten pounds lighter this December than I was last December is something to rejoice about, and I do praise the Lord for making this possible.

I've been trying for two weeks to restructure my diet plan, but at each day's end I haven't been able to go any lower in calories.

 

I'm still hoping that once I'm through all of these roadblocks I'll be able to cut back again. All the goodies will be a memory (except for the ones that decided to "stick around" for awhile - on my body).

 

One morning this month I stepped on the scale and it was finally going down again. From experience I knew I couldn't really claim the lower weight until it had stayed down a few weigh-ins. And it has done the typical yo-yo stuff, bouncing up and down like a ping pong ball.

 

For the New Year, if I can, I'll keep trying to lower my daily calories to something I can still live with, but something that will get the ball rolling to see some good weight loss. If I can't, then I'll keep on keepin' on with the same plan and see if another pound drips off by the end of January.

By the way, I Googled figgy pudding. Apparently its a cake-like pudding with figs in it that can be baked, oven steamed, boiled or fried. Every year thousands of people become curious about the desert mention in the Christmas carol, We Wish You A Merry Christmas. I'd probably like it, since I like Fig Newtons.