I have good news…. I lost one whole pound!
At last.
(photos of Morocco from my travels a few years ago.)
Last week was the end of Ramadan, a religious muslim tradition of fasting for thirty days.
Our neighbors who are muslim, brought over a platter of homemade delicacies of almond, chocolate, orange, fig, coconut to share with us as a way of celebrating the end of Ramadan. Our neighbor is an EXCELLENT cook and baker. During the last thirty days she has daily prepared the dinner feast that she and her family partake in after the sunsets.
Everyday for thirty days I have gathered the wafts of my neighbor preparing the most delicious meals, like a exotic bouquet pleasing my senses.
The platter of cookies looked like jewels, beautifully prepared, each an intricate design bursting with flavor. They platter sat on our table tempting me.
As the day grew hotter, I wilted, and my well power grew less and less.
"I know how those delicacies taste." I tried to reason with myself. But the other voice, the one who was weaken by the heat said, "And they come once a year."
And the fast of Ramadan was over, and well hell I wanted to celebrate, and the heat was not helping me, so I took a wine glass, filled it full of water, then grabbed a china plate and plopped one of the chocolate delicacies on it… I ate and drank with the greatest of pleasures.
And lost one pound after nearly three weeks of not losing anything!
Chocolate is the answer, one a week!
What about you any secrets about eating less and moving more?
Encourage one another!
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