From the Wife: The Scone Saga

As Eric has been navigating surgery and life-after, I have been on my own weight-loss journey. For the better part of 7 years, I have been, in one way or another, active with Weight Watchers. I have always appreciated their program and how they go about helping people to lose weight. I think their teachings are solid and I appreciate their support practices. I started with WW after the birth of our first daughter, did well on losing weight- never "achieving goal," but happy with a 30 pound loss of maternity weight. Not long after that success, we moved cities and I didn't plug back into WW immediately -- I thought I could do it on my own. THAT was the moment that the the cycle of up and down began. You know the story -- up a few pounds, down one or two. Up 5 more, down 1 or 2. It just continued to add up. After the birth of our second daughter, I rejoined. After TWO YEARS of being on WW consistently (but sometimes more faithfully than others), I have finally reached WW's big goal of "Lifetime" status. To decode that a bit, I have achieved my goal weight, I have maintained it for 6 weeks, and now, I am a lifetime member who gets the perks of WW without having to pay, as long as I don't go over my goal by more than a couple pounds. Built-in accountability comes in the caveat that I need to continue to weigh-in with WW once a month.

This morning, in anticipation of receiving this award, I decided I would celebrate with a guilty pleasure of mine: a blueberry scone from Kaldi's. I LOVE these things. They melt in my mouth and make me want to kiss the baker. But after receiving my new Lifetime status, I was feeling really good about myself and decided I would "choose wisely" and grab a lower-point Subway breakfast sandwich, which I usually do after weigh-ins. Rather than hitting the Subway by WW, I decided to just stop by the one downtown, close to work. This is where my day turns silly -- as in, "where was candid camera in all of this?".

I just happened to get a rock star parking spot at the corner of Cherry and 9th, so I went ahead and parked rather than park at work and walk the couple blocks. On this particular corner, there is a Subway, a Panera, and my beloved Kaldi's.
But remember... I said no to the scone.
I crossed the street from my car and went to Subway, and they were CLOSED. Apparently, this one doesn’t DO mornings. Rats.
So I crossed to the other corner and go to Panera to get an abeit, less-healthy-but-still-better-than-the-scone, bagel and cream cheese. They were OUT of whole grain bagels for the day. At 8:30am. SERIOUSLY?? Forget this!
I left Panera and I looked to the other corner.
Kaldi’s.
The scone.
That’s right. THE scone.
The very scone I talked myself out of in an effort to be healthy.
I walked in, and yes!, they had the desired and much dreamed-about scone… and damn, if it wasn’t still warm.
AWESOME.
Meant to be? Work of the devil? Who knows. But, WOW... it sure was fine!

I am thrilled to be a Lifetime member of WW, but ever more so that my life, and truly our life as a family, isn't all about what we are allowed or not allowed to eat. It's about how we eat. It's about enjoying the qualities of the food. It's about living with our choices. Eric's freedoms are not as great as mine at the moment, but we look forward to a day when we can both move freely within our comfort-zones of how to truly experience and enjoy food in healthy ways. It IS a life-style. It IS an ongoing challenge. But it is so worth doing.

All that said, I am off to scavenge for those last one or two crumbs that may have escaped from that blessed scone...