I turned 29 this week. I am now officially on the countdown clock to 30. I typically have a lot of anxiety around birthdays. What am I going to do? What am I going to wear? What if no one remembers and I have to hang out in my apartment alone? But this year, I found that my birthday week was filled with surprises, treats and excitement. Who wouldn’t love a birthday like that? It was a great week.
The thing is, in one week alone, I had 9,000 temptations. It’s like Christmas and Valentine’s day and Easter combined, and all the treats are for you. My sweet coworkers surprised me with a birthday party in the kitchen where they made not one, but four different kinds of treats. FOUR. There was a cake, cupcakes, cookies and brownies. It was like birthday kryptonite all in one place.
That evening, I went out for margaritas with some of my closest girls. Again, kryptonite in a glass. And on Saturday, 28 of my closest friends joined me for a brunch on the Upper West Side where there were unlimited mimosas, delicious pasta and once again, cupcakes and brownies.
Everywhere I turned this week there was a sweet calling my name. But the amazing thing? I knew it was coming and so I made sure that I was disciplined enough to tackle it. I went to the gym three days this week, and yoga once to make sure that my body was ready for the celebrations of 29. I chose diet coke over wine at regular dinners, and made chicken soup to eat at home for when I wasn’t running around. I made sure that my week was balanced.
And you know what? It paid off. I felt great all week. Other than that second cupcake I snuck at my birthday party, I did amazing. I was able to enjoy myself without giving in to 12,000 calories of deliciousness. I was able to make it to the gym and work hard instead of celebrating every single minute.
There’s a phrase on my favorite show Parks and Recreation where Tom Haverford and Donna say “TREAT YO’ SELF.” It seems that there is something to celebrate more often than not…a birthday, a promotion, a raise, an engagement and so on, always a reason to treat yo’self.
Several years ago, I was introduced to the “treat” that is the Chipotle burrito. Delicious, delicious Chipotle burrito. I was hooked. It began as our Friday afternoon work treat, but soon became our whenever we are having a good or bad or kind of normal day treat. I was hooked. When I started to lose weight and be more conscious about my eating habits, I quickly realized that the 900 calorie burrito HAD TO GO. It was a sad day. No more Chipotle treats for me.
And that’s why the internet is so lovely. I found the Chipotle nutrition calculator. After some trial runs, I determined that a salad with my favorite toppings is only 455 calories, without rice it’s only 335! So now, when I need to treat myself, I head downstairs to the Chipotle underneath my office and get a salad to go and a fountain diet soda. I still feel like I’m getting a delicious lunch, just without all the unnecessary calories. It’s my secret “TREAT YO’SELF” habit that helps me kick my cravings for things much worse.
I think what I’m finding as I get older is that sometimes it’s about bikinis and sometimes it’s about burritos and birthday cake, but at the end of the day it’s all about balance.
HIGH: Having a friend at the gym with me all week really helped up my motivation and my birthday brunch with all of my favorite people was icing on the proverbial cake.
LOW: This week was a win all around. I was able to enjoy parts of my birthday while still working out and staying on track.
+/-: -2lbs (TOTAL: – 3lbs)