I hope everybody had a lovely Christmas filled with family time, relaxation, presents and – obviously – food.
Spending most of the time from Sunday afternoon to yesterday evening unplugged reminded me on how important it is to focus on yourself [and your family, obviously]. Not comparing to how much other people exercised or ate on Christmas. That’s not to say I didn’t appreciate the blogging community for all of the great inspiration, motivation and support it has provided me with already. Still, I am somebody who tends to compare too much and get unhappy with myself. That’s why this break was helpful for me.
For some, exercising and watching what they eat is the right thing to do during on Christmas is the right thing to do. For me, though, it was important to learn and do the exact opposite. Letting go of old habits and daring to allow myself to eat what I wanted and rest. Take a deep breath and relax.
Regarding my Christmas bucket list I wish I could say I had done better but I’m trying to see the small accomplishments I did achieve.
No, I wasn’t able to truly let myself have everything I wanted. But I did enjoy a full-on Christmas Eve dinner with vegan roast, potatoes, a massive pile (times ten) of my Grandma’s red cabbage, vegan cream sauce and Brussels sprouts. It might not seem like a huge accomplishment to some but:
It was my first time having a dinner fully prepared by others including a homemade roast by my sister. Plus a sauce that – according to her, not me, as I didn’t watch the preparation (yay!) – had a huge amount of vegan butter even compared to her standards. Not knowing about the ingredients before I let myself have plenty of it and was delighted in every bite.
Sorry for the blurry pictures and using flash but everybody was about to start eating so I had to be quick. Having dinner at around 7 PM doesn’t exactly provide the best natural lighting, either.
If you were wondering about the title: It indicates the – for me – biggest achievement. I didn’t measure any foods excluding my breakfast grain mix that I’d bagged at home for two days rather than the one I’d planned. Yes, there was a scale at my aunt’s but I had made the promise to myself so I stuck with it. Guess what? It was easier than I thought. After years and years of counting I obviously still had a rough estimate but was able to push the amount aside quickly each time it arose. While I definitely didn’t eat as normal as everybody else I moved forward after all. Not letting numbers dictate my choices was a freeing experience.
Admittedly, I went back to counting – but still rather roughly – when returing to my parents’ house yesterday. But at least now I know I can do without it and will try to regularly have a non-counting day and hopefully working up from there.
What I can say for now, though, is that Christmas really does count more. Being with my family counts more than going for a lonely run outside. Eating a dinner like everybody else counts more than filling up on piles of steamed vegetables. Christmas is meant as a time of thankfulness and spending time with the ones you love – and I am thankful for my family more than I could ever be for any present. Seeing all of my family surely was my favourite part of the holiday.
How was your Christmas?
What did you have for Christmas dinner?
Was there any part of the holiday you especially enjoyed (family tradition, food, a certain present, …)? For me, going to the Christmas church service with my aunt and uncle while everybody else prepared dinner was special. My family doesn’t usually go and it truly enhanced the Christmas spirit. Also, the pastor’s message made me reflect on the past year and get even more appreciative of all I’ve blessed with.