After Sunday weigh in I was feeling good about my loss. I am happy to be down 31 lbs again and hoping an praying that I can keep it off this time. I feel better and I am happy about where I am headed. That being said comes the issues.
Monday night I didn't write because my long day was longer than normal. Not because I was feasting on the word or doing extra exercise. There is a group of ladies at church that we go out to dinner from time to time and it was that time again. I needed the fellowship. I had a good time and I made healthy choices on my food, despite what initially came out for my order.
Since this happened first I will talk about my victory night before the fall. Who goes to a steak house and orders fish? This chick!! I have to say I dearly love .. LOVE love a good rib eye. I have been doing my best to stay away from red meat because it takes longer to flush thru the body. I'm ok with that. I have come to really love the other choices.
Of course when before you order the set down the beautiful basket of fresh baked rolls. The were all glossy with melted butter. I resisted. I usually can chomped down a couple of these before the even take my order but I didn't that night.
I ordered my talipia ... mushrooms and baked sweet potato. I was proud of my choices. As we sat and talked I did finally, after a second basket of rolls were set down, took one that wasn't so loaded with butter. I nibbled it till the time my meal came out. That was my next challenge of the evening.
The fish looked great and smelled good too. Then I noticed it. My sweet potato was covered in butter and cinnamon sugar. Not wanting to be hard about this I started not to say anything. I could have just eat it like it was but that would have defeated my reason for ordering things the way I did. I sent it back but then the waiter came back saying they were out. :( At this point I opted for steam veggies, broccoli was the choice. It was really good and I did enjoy it. By the end of the meal he also gave me a sweet potato to take home. Actually I still had half my food to bring home and ate it the next day. I was feeling pretty good about that night.
Tuesday my son came into town with his sweetie and wanted to take me out to dinner. This is where the confession time comes in. I didn't write that night, not because of the choices, because the day passed and it was late. I had spent time with the kids through the day and really enjoyed it. When it came time to go to dinner the girls ended up talking me into Olive Garden with the promise of doing body combat when we got home. That was the start of the downfall for the evening.
So we get to seated and of course there are bread sticks on the table. No no don't get ahead of me ... I didn't have any. So far so good. I look at the lighter side of the menu and some of it really looked good but I was craving shrimp. There was a really good looking pasta and shrimp dish that I caved for. I told myself that I would eat the shrimp and just not eat much of the pasta. Still NO bread sticks :D
The salad comes out and I ate two plates full. I know I know the dressing, but I it's salad and I didn't have bread sticks :D Who does that at Olive Garden?
The meal comes out. The waiter sets down the steaming hot bowl of shrimp pasta covered in creamy white sauce. Do I want cheese? Really you have to ask if I want cheese on pasta?? Silly waiter. This is where it began.
Now I didn't cover it in cheese, come to think about it I didn't have him put cheese on it at all. lol But I did end up eating all the shrimp AND pasta. I was stuffed. Still no break sticks ( I guess I am trying to tell myself I did something right) :D
ok meal done lets go ... right? Oh no, the kids have a sweet tooth tonight. UUUGGHH!! I did well Monday night can I do it two nights in a row with the sweets? Of course I can .... and I did. I didn't even take one bite when it was offered to me.
Even though I had some good points about the night I still left feeling stuffed and miserable really. I had tried to fill up on the salad so not to eat so much of the pasta that I caved on ordering and I felt like I was going to pop. I really needed body combat.
We get home and of course they bailed on me with the body combat. I was feeling so stuffed I knew I needed to do it but I convinced myself that I couldn't move and I wanted to visit with my son. I ended up going to sleep feeling stuffed and getting no exercise.
But today is a new day and I will get off my hinney and get it going.
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