
I gotta admit trying to lose weight is like riding an Old West covered wagon across Texas. I hit a few snags, snafoos, pot holes if you will. This weekend I went to a friend’s birthday party. It’s not everyday someone turns 60, so ya kinda have to go. So plans were made by his family to meet at a restaurant. I perused the menu carefully. I had a glass of unsweetened tea. (here in Texas everyone & everywhere makes “sweet tea”..you have to ask them not to) Being in a country place, pretty much everything on this menu is deep fried and smothered in some kind of gravy.

I looked and thought..wow they have grilled chicken with a side salad and steamed veggies. I had already decided to get that then by some kind of miracle I became a wooden puppet…my lips were moving but it was not my voice coming out. Darnit if that voice didnt order a grilled bacon cheeseburger and some fries. UH OH..the cover has blown off the wagon and we are sweating like a cowboy out on the trail for 3 days without a bath. Did I eat it? OHHHHH you bet your sweet bippy I did. I ate all of it…fries too. I ate slowly mind you.I savored. I drank lots of water. I felt a little bit guilty as I walked out of the restaurant, but justified my actions by saying, Hey I didnt eat any cake. lol
Maybe in the smaller picture, this little bump was just that..a bump. Or so I thought……I found out a harsh truth. I am not ready for cheat days. I’m just not. Last night I made grilled healthy burgers for my family. Fat free beef, fat free cheese, whole grain buns, romaine lettuce, red onions, nonfat mayo….good stuff. The problem arose when I made the girls some french fries. I did just fine frying a few batches..until the end when it was time to eat. I looked at those golden curly fries and thought a few of the little broken ones won’t hurt. I ate 3 or 4. I know some of you are thinking sooooooo…not bad. Well yes for me that is bad. Once I start nibbling here & there while I am cooking, I get started in that habit again. Its a horrible habit. All those extra calories just sneak in there. I WILL NOT BE A SNACKER.. I WILL NOT BE A GRAZER!
I am climbing back into my covered wagon. back to my plan..my 3 main meals and carefully chosen snacks. Whew…sure gets hot on this bumpy trail.