Things did not go well for me weight-wise this weekend. It started on Friday night. I couldn't decide if I should make dinner or if we should go out. My husband was entertaining the kids with sim city on the Wii and I was working on a new tapestry (which, btw, I don't have too many of, I'm new at it, but will post them as I make them...they take me awhile). I wanted to keep working on it, but it was getting late and then I didn't feel like cooking anymore, so we opted to go out.
We went to
The Jerusalem Restaurant (beware! if you click on the link the music is
loud, or maybe my computer setting is just loud, I dunno, what am I, a computer whiz?). I opted for the Falafel and Hommos combo. I also thought my kids would like falafel cuz it's so damn delicious, so I ordered them the appetizer size.
Well, I ate my 5 falafel patties and my hommos. The kids nibbled on theirs, so there were essentially 5 falafel patties leftover. I was too full to eat them (thankfully), so I put them in the fridge and ate them for lunch on Saturday.
Saturday night was game night and the hosts were serving
Papa Murphy's Take 'n' Bake pizzas. I had two slices of the Classic Italian and a sliver of cheese pizza (without the crust) that my son wouldn't eat (classic "hate to waste" syndrome going on here). There were not one, not two, but three desserts! Turtle pie, cheesecake and cream puffs! I'm proud to say I did not indulge in
any of it.
Being at game night was really hard for me. I don't like to go to them anymore. It's just an opportunity to overeat, and I don't want to be that person anymore. Saturday night I wore old clothes (laundry was in the works, so my new stuff was dirty), so I felt kind of dumpy, I was tired from carting my daughter to her activities that day, and I didn't much feel like socializing. I will say that a good friend knew that I would not be drinking alcohol that night and she brought ingredients to make "mocktails," specifically some sparkling cider and club soda to thin it a bit. I had one and it was really tasty, but again, don't need the calories.
I was pissed off because I felt like an addict being thrown into a cage full of temptation. I have a friend that just told us all she's a closet alcoholic (she's in treatment). When we had a parent's night out for my son's class, she didn't attend because there was alcohol there. How can I get away with that? I can't say, "Oh, there will be food there, sorry I can't come." I just have to suck it up and find a way to pass on all that stuff. I think I did a good job at game night this time, but it's just so draining.
Anyway, I think falafel must be sodium-laden, because my weight is back up again to 179.2 lbs. I'm proud to say that I didn't have any binges. I think cutting the bingeing out of my life has gotten me this far. I'm not sure what it's going to take to make it all the way to my goal of 160 lbs. I need to find things that work for me, and I'm in the midst of doing so. The whole process can be so frustrating.
One of the things I'm doing is the challenge put on my
266. Again, my short-term goal is to get to a normal BMI, which for me is a weight of 171 lbs., by
Boxing Day. If I can take anything away from this weekend, it's that eating out is not the way to reach my goals. I'm going to be a little more selective in the future as to what I will or will not eat when I go out.
And now, on to Thanksgiving. Rather than focus on all the food and poor me being thrown in the middle of it, maybe I'll focus on what I'm thankful for. Novel idea.
Oh, and don't foget to get your copy of
Jen, A Prior Fat Girl's E-Cookbook for only $5. For every copy sold, $4 is going to the YMCA. It's really a great idea, and so easy, why would you not?