Tuesday, 25 December 2012
Now, how many of you ate whatever you wanted and thought: sod it?
How many of you ate what you wanted and then felt horribly guilty?
How many of you let that guilt simmer all day?
How many of you experience this guilt so regularly so that it starts eating away at you?
How did your Christmas day go?
Mine was a typical mix of stress, calm, eating, drinking, family, friends and a a dash of guilt every now and again when I snapped at the kids, forgot to top up a guest's drink, ate too many sweets off the gingerbread house, used too much non-recyclable wrapping paper unnecessarily...the list goes on...
I am conscious that my kids never eat cereals any more and that they don't ever get chocolate brioche, pains au chocolat and croissants any more so I thought (as I used to love croissants and coffee of a weekend morning) that this Christmas morning, instead of the traditional Christmas breakfast of scrambled eggs and smoked salmon (perfectly paleo) we would have a selection of pastries.
Not nearly as nice as I was expecting. I think we would all have preferred the smoked salmon and scrambled eggs scenario.
This breakfast was followed by a lunch of turkey, sausages in bacon, mashed carrots and swede, sprouts with bacon and chestnuts (so far so good) potatoes (I didn't have any) home made cranberry sauce with no sugar and
definitely non paleo bread sauce and gravy - which I did have.
I had paleo Christmas pudding with coconut cream and non paleo brandy butter, I had two glasses of wine.
I've also had two or three clementines and a few coffees.
I made some concessions to our paleo life and I said sod-it to others.
I like the sod it. It won't carry on much past tomorrow as I feel stuffed. I prefer feeling like I've eaten clean. I feel les heavy, less bloated and, yes, I feel less guilty.
I really think feeling guilty about food is a dangerous game to play, especially if you have control issues. However, personally, I find a little bit of guilt day to day keeps me in check. It stops me yelling too much at my kids (most of the time!). It stops me eating the entire box of chocolates in one sitting without sharing them out first and it makes me go to the gym when I don't really feel like it. A dash of guilt and a sprinkling of remorse can help keep things in check. Just don't let it ruin your Christmas and wreck your life!
How was your Christmas day?