The Truth of the Booth

We love to eat out! For years we ate out nearly every day. But with the food sensitivities and our healthier eating, we've had to cut back. So now it's a special treat to go out.

In the eating out days and before my depression, I was famous for eating at Chili's every day. I would take work and read and write and eat for 2-3 hours each day. It was highly productive, but also added to my waistline. In fact, the photo above is of my favorite booth, before the last remodel at Chili's. That very tabletop is now in my kitchen, having gotten it from salvage.

As I gained weight, it became increasingly difficult to slip into a booth. It even got to the point where I had to ask for a different table once when I was simply not capable of getting into the booth at a local restaurant.

At one of our favorite weekly restaurants, I was still able to get into the booth, but many times my stomach hit the table with each breath. It was uncomfortable, to say the least.

So you can imagine my thrill when the last time we ate at that restaurant, I easily slipped into our favorite booth. Then I was able to put my full fist between me and the table! Happy Day!

While this would be meaningless to most people, to me it was a milestone. What are YOUR milestones?

I want to encourage you to keep a written list of these small triumphs. It may be when you hit a particular weight. It could a piece of clothing you can now slip into. It could be getting up from the chair without struggling. It could be walking up the hill without having to stop to catch your breath. Or it could be fitting easily into a booth.

Whatever your truth is - celebrate it!

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