I can't believe my will-power. Three of the last 4 days have been a bit brutal:
Saturday it was an outing to a local winery. I planned the food part (made some really yummy WW salsa roll-ups and brought fruit and veggies). I made sure I had points for a glass of wine. It could have been MUCH worse.
Sunday, a baby shower. I suspected that, like most showers, the food would be fun and plentiful. But, when I saw the spread, it was just "ok". Nothing too exciting. So I was safe there. UNTIL...cake time. OMG. It was an ice cream cake with chocolate fudge on top and the outside was freaking HO HOs. I am not lying when I thought I was going to die. I love Ho Hos. I have a method to eating them...the chocolate on the outside first and then the cake. It was very, very hard to say no. Truthfully, I did have a small bite. And it was good...really good. The fat girl in me wanted it REAL bad. The skinny girl fighting to get out knew better. And I felt so good when I left that party.
Today. Monthly work meeting. I knew it might be a problem so I ate my hard boiled egg and cheese before I left. Thank God there was a lot of fruit because there were trays of doughnuts and muffins and croissants. It all looked and smelled so good. I filled my plate with fruit salad and tried to forget what was only about 10 feet away from me. I am proud of myself. I know my hubby is proud of me too.