We had my wife’s side of the family over on Sunday and Monday, for a big Fourth of July celebration.
If you’ve been reading this blog, you know I’m given to flaking out on things. I tended to pursue a diet, ethical eating plan, or round of “not eating dairy” for a few months at most. At some point, there would be a “special occasion,” whether a family get-together, a birthday party, or something at work…
… and I’d make an exception, just one exception…
…and then something else would come up, and I’d make an exception then, too…
And pretty soon, my plan had more holes in it than a cheesecloth.
It happened time and time again. So this time I decided not to make any exceptions for the party.
It was easier because we were hosting and Katherine would be in charge of the food. So we bought veggie burgers for the cookout, made some veggie spaghetti to go along with the meatballs, and made sure there were plenty of raw veggies, raw fruit, salad fixings, and baked potatoes.
I made it through without any obvious exceptions (I don’t think the marshmallows and margarine in the Rice Krispies Treats were vegan, so there may have been one flub) or major deviations.
And Tuesday, I didn’t have to get “back on track” because I never really got off track.
I felt a lot better than I usually do after these kinds of events, despite an unusually high amount of sun and swimming and an unusually low amount of sleep.
I plan to do this every single time an event comes up. I’ll bring my own lunch if I have to. I’ll socialize and visit and be a part of everything else, but I’ll hold to my own eating plan.
And maybe, just maybe, I’ll make it this time.