192.2: Ah, much better thank you.

While I weigh less than I did yesterday, I really stepped into a pile of chocolate this morning.

I ate cake at the employee get-together for my friend and her fiance (oh, and drank sparkling grape juice, which is also completely against my diet). Ironically, I’ve been trying to avoid such fat food so I may squeeze into the bridesmaid dress I’ll wear at her wedding. Thank god I’m the only one standing up with her, and she’s letting me choose what to wear. But still….I really want to look less tent-like….

 But I really want more carbohydrates. The fattening kind, like the triple-chocolate cake and marble cake pieces I had. I mean, each of the 2 servings was, like, 1.5″x2″ on a sheet cake. I could have done a lot worse.

But that makes me think…”I could’ve done a lot worse….but I didn’t….so why don’t I just pop off the cork and go nuts ALL THE WAY and get a stuffed-crust pizza and a chocolate extreme blizzard?” yet I’m also thinking, “I could’ve eaten a lot more….Why didn’t I when I had the chance?” and also, “What have I done? I’ve set my metabolism back…”

And we didn’t even walk this a.m. Was too tired. H was thrashing around like a flounder in a boat last night. Snoring. Snurfing. Ick.

Future pitfalls (totally overlooked today’s!): Thursday, have an appt. with my dr.  in “the city” which might screw up my eating arrangements. Will take along a cooler if I have to. Sunday: Another cheating thing, because I’m not asking my aunt to cook just for my diet when we celebrate mother’s day. And I’m not lugging along my containers of food, either.

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