Fitness, Friends and Failure

When I was in my twenties I could eat a whole pizza every Friday night (and did for awhile when we were living in our Oak Park, IL apartment) and never think about gaining weight. Now I eat a small thin crust pizza and know it will make me gain weight.

I never learned the discipline needed early in life, when I still had hormones and muscles and no laptop or HD television.

About a week ago I finally joined a popular on-line site for weight loss, My Fitness Pal. I am trying to bring some more accountability into my life.

I was soooo good all week. I went out to eat only once and had fajitas--ate just the veggies and the meat and a little cheese. I mostly ate at home and mostly stayed near my (near-starvation) goals.

Girls Night Out - Shared fajitas and 1/2 price Wednesday wine

And then the full load of temptation hit on the weekend, on day 8 of the program.

It all went south on Saturday, late afternoon. An art gallery opening included a good friend and we showed up to lend our support. All the artists brought food and many baked. Cookies, bars, cheese and crackers--there it all was. And I had eaten vegetables all week.

Then we went out for dinner.

And then we were invited to the artist's home for pie and cookies and coffee. Not to be rude ... I ate a piece of pie and one more cookie.

And then Sunday: book club dinner and discussion--a generous spread of mostly healthy stuff, including a lovely bowl of fruit--but also a tempting bowl of chips and dip!

Fruit glowing in the early evening sunshine

And then I tasted the Texas sheet cake dessert. Oh my. Do you think I had just one of these moist, gooey, freshly-baked, almond-infused, nutty, frosted bars of goodness?

And so it goes. Do you think I put all this in my food diary???????????????????????