A rude encounter has an happy ending!!!

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Last night, I covered the monthly Sip & See series at our local Arts Council for the newspaper and magazine. I look forward to the event each month because a I feel little cultured after it.

I needed to get a crowd shot so I stood up on a chair and  ended up having a brief exchange with a man I didn't know.

Man: I know you are trying to get the picture but you need to be careful in your delicate condition.
Me: Oh! I'm not pregnant. I just had a really good December.

He apologized a lot. But I was cool with it. I didn't freak out and ED didn't get a voice in the matter. I did have a very good December. And I enjoyed every bite of it from the breakfast casseroles and ham dinners to amazing  cakes and pies. It was an AWESOME month and January hasn't been to bad either. And I am cool with it. It has been too cold to do my three days a week walk and I have been putting in some late hours. Exercise  hasn't been a major priority. So I know where the weight has come from. But I am perfectly okay with it.

I am not going to beat myself up because I have enjoyed myself and because of someone's "concern". 

In fact after talking with him, I had stood line for  food at the event. I enjoyed the bbq chicken wings, the hummus and chips, the cheese and especially the mini brownies.  Now, I still have some not so good days ED wise but they are not everyday. And it wasn't last night or today.

I am so proud of how far I have come in my recovery. I mean I still have some miles to go in it but I am proud of myself. I think I will celebrate with a red velvet cupcake tonight.

DAILY DOSE

 1. Being proud of me and my recovery!

 2. Red velvet cupcakes!!

 3. Having the joy of enjoying food again!

Comments

  1. Ruby TuesdayFebruary 10, 2013 at 4:22 PM

    Hey there,

    That's so great that you are winning the war against your eating disorder
    I love your positivity and your strength shines through

    I wish you all the best for 2013 x

    ReplyDelete

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