I knew that socializing would be a challenge. A huge part of me would
prefer to be a hermit in my home until I reach goal. Realistically, I
just have to make better choices and keep living.
DH and I are in a dinner club with a group of friends. We meet for dinner and drinks the last Saturday of each month, with each couple taking turns choosing the location. August, of all months, was ours. Before we started our diet, we had arranged this month's Dinner Out at Joe T Garcia's in Ft Worth. Superb Mexican food and excellent margaritas. I wanted to cancel and just explain to everyone why we couldn't make it. DH thought we needed to go - we hadn't been in months, we already planned it, it would be fine. UGH! I decided he was right, and started salivating over the thought of cheese enchiladas. I spoke to my weight loss counselor, told her we were going, and she suggested a big increase in water to flush out the sodium. The fat and calories from one meal wouldn't make us gain weight, but it was the sodium that would make our bodies retain fluid, and pounds. Then DH tells me we should split the chicken fajitas on corn tortillas, pass on the rice and beans and chips. That is not how I roll. If he was going to make me go, I was going to enjoy it. Yes, I was worried that I would get carried away - that I would devour it so that I had enchilada sauce dripping from my hair... not pretty, but I would enjoy it, no question.
So, we met our friends last night - I had a vodka tonic, which I've been told is what you should drink if you're going to drink while dieting. I squeezed lime in it and tried to pretend it was a 500 calorie margarita. DH had water but split the enchilada dinner with me! It was delicious. We ate slowly and savored the entire meal. It was just enough that we were both satisfied but not stuffed, and even left a little on our plates. Our friends were supportive and understanding and there was no pressure to order more drinks or dessert. It was a really nice time and I am glad we went.
This morning, the scale did not punish me, not yet anyway. BUT... I went off plan again! My defenses were down, and I ate 3 bites of my daughter's french toast. The effects of last night's meal are still lingering into today - that was the strongest sugar craving I've had since being on the plan! I just popped those 3 bites into my mouth like they were owed to me. Darn it, I knew that once I took the first forbidden bite, it would be easier to do it the second time. If it happens a third time today, I'm in big trouble. So starting right now, I am re-committing myself to NO MORE CHEAT BITES for this week.
DH and I are in a dinner club with a group of friends. We meet for dinner and drinks the last Saturday of each month, with each couple taking turns choosing the location. August, of all months, was ours. Before we started our diet, we had arranged this month's Dinner Out at Joe T Garcia's in Ft Worth. Superb Mexican food and excellent margaritas. I wanted to cancel and just explain to everyone why we couldn't make it. DH thought we needed to go - we hadn't been in months, we already planned it, it would be fine. UGH! I decided he was right, and started salivating over the thought of cheese enchiladas. I spoke to my weight loss counselor, told her we were going, and she suggested a big increase in water to flush out the sodium. The fat and calories from one meal wouldn't make us gain weight, but it was the sodium that would make our bodies retain fluid, and pounds. Then DH tells me we should split the chicken fajitas on corn tortillas, pass on the rice and beans and chips. That is not how I roll. If he was going to make me go, I was going to enjoy it. Yes, I was worried that I would get carried away - that I would devour it so that I had enchilada sauce dripping from my hair... not pretty, but I would enjoy it, no question.
So, we met our friends last night - I had a vodka tonic, which I've been told is what you should drink if you're going to drink while dieting. I squeezed lime in it and tried to pretend it was a 500 calorie margarita. DH had water but split the enchilada dinner with me! It was delicious. We ate slowly and savored the entire meal. It was just enough that we were both satisfied but not stuffed, and even left a little on our plates. Our friends were supportive and understanding and there was no pressure to order more drinks or dessert. It was a really nice time and I am glad we went.
This morning, the scale did not punish me, not yet anyway. BUT... I went off plan again! My defenses were down, and I ate 3 bites of my daughter's french toast. The effects of last night's meal are still lingering into today - that was the strongest sugar craving I've had since being on the plan! I just popped those 3 bites into my mouth like they were owed to me. Darn it, I knew that once I took the first forbidden bite, it would be easier to do it the second time. If it happens a third time today, I'm in big trouble. So starting right now, I am re-committing myself to NO MORE CHEAT BITES for this week.
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