Sinful Saturdays

Having just returned from wedding number 3, I feel like I have already lived Sinful Saturday and need to fully recuperate! Yes, I have often thought of Saturday as my day to be sinful… a day where I indulge in whatever pleases me, with little regard for the consequences. Now, I’m not talking about breaking laws or breaking bones, but I have found that having one day set aside for breaking rules is good for the soul.

On Saturday, many of us sleep in. Often because of a late Fabulously Fun Friday night or just because we can!! We don’t have to jet off to work or take the kids to school or camp. We eat a bigger breakfast than usual – mine was a big one today cooked by the person who accommodated me for wedding 1 and 3 in Placentia. Eggs, hashbrowns, bacon, (white!) toast with butter, and three glasses of apple juice (I was dehydrated). This is a far cry from the usual cereal with fruit I have the other 6 days of the week.

Saturdays are usually carefree for me. I like to take the day on as it comes and not abide by any set schedule. I take advantage of whatever opportunity arises and if it involves a barbecue and wine, it’s even better! Tonight, my indulgence is a bit more tame and that’s not a bad thing, considering we were dancing until 3AM this morning. (Yes, Sinful Saturday started earlier than normal this week!) I am off to spend the evening watching the newly release Ice Age 3 with my two children and one of their friends. A huge bag of popcorn and drink should do it to keep the sinful theme alive today. I have been known, of late, to smuggle a Tupperware container of edamame and a bottle of Dasani into the theatre in order to stave off the cravings and keep on track with my nutrition plan.

Speaking of which, the idea of the Sinful Saturday really came from my new nutrition and wellness coach, Carl George. (www.healthyliving.ca) In developing new habits around a new healthy lifestyle, Carl has “insisted” that I leave one day a week where I forgo the exercise regime and eat whatever I want. Is there any wonder I LOVE this man!
Interestingly enough, I have realized that when you actually give yourself permission to misbehave, it looses its appeal… especially when it comes to food. Your body just doesn’t respond as well to the fries and gravy at 2:00AM :S

Having said that, I do like having the freedom to choose to be sinful every now and then. Again, giving myself permission to do so alleviates the guilt I once felt. As a reformed perfectionist, this is a huge Lesson Learned.
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