Holiday Mentality

I'm trying to reprogram my brain from holiday mentality. Hopefully the rest of you don't fall into this trap, but whenever there's a holiday or vacation I give myself permission to eat foods I wouldn't normally eat. I felt like I was recovering from the Christmas treats and not thinking that I deserved a serving of chocolate or two with every meal and now we are leaving on a cruise on Saturday. I am thrilled to be going on a cruise with my husband and be warm in the Caribbean but I'm already battling with myself over all the delicious food. So far the plan is to avoid the breads, stay away from the buffet, and only eat the desserts that are to die for.
Any other advice?
Do you ever find yourself being mental about food?

Holiday Eating

With Thanksgiving coming up I'm already strategizing about what I will and won't eat. I can skip the rolls, mashed potatoes, and pumpkin pie but I am definitely enjoying turkey, sweet potatoes, and hand-dipped chocolates.
Health News said those who log more than 5 miles per day could relax about holiday eating because fluctations in their diet are less likely to affect them. I agree that if you work hard you can justify some extra calories once in a while but for me it works best if I set limits.

How about you? What do you have to enjoy at Thanksgiving dinner and what can you do without?

Headcase

This merry-go-round of trying to eat right is turning me into a headcase. I motor along for a few days being healthy and happy then I'm slammed with the need for chocolate. I tell myself I'll be satisfied by a square of Ghirardelli dark chocolate, but I end up eating the entire bar, then I start searching for ice cream or convince myself that baking cookies qualifies me for "Best Mom of the Year Club."
Sadly I talk myself into most of these transgressions. I justify: I worked hard today at the gym, I deserve a treat, or I excuse: I have no self-control. I really hate it when I convince myself that I have no self-control. I know it's not true, but it's an easy lie to believe, it excuses my chocolate snitches.
The best I can do when I get like this is to remove myself from the situation: go on a walk, call my sister for emotional support, go play with my boys, say a prayer for help. Eventually I can convince myself I do have self-control. It's amazing how empowering it is when I actually exercise that self-control rather than bury it with chocolate urgings.

Loving You More

Do you love yourself more than that slice of Firehouse's chicken barbecue pizza? More than that slice of Granny's apple pie? More than that bowl of Dreyer's cookie dough ice cream with homemade hot fudge?

Yesterday I decided I loved Great Harvest's pumpkin chocolate chip bread more than I loved myself and ate two slices. I've been nauseated ever since.

This saying is going to be another weapon in my arsenal of "how to trick myself into making healthy choices." I'm going to simply think, "I love myself more than I love ______" You can enter your own vices - you know mine will be some form of chocolate.

Any advice that helps you stay strong?