Okay - the dress is a go. Three yays - no nays. I'll go with that.
Tonight we are having some friends over to the "other" house for a "Grill-Off". Each guest brings an interesting appetizer but it must be grillable. We'll have several grills going and vote for the best item. This was hubby's idea. Why does every function have to revolve around food?! At least the things will be grilled and I'm sure there will be lots of veggie concoctions - it's the sauces I'm worried about. Oh heavens.... At least my weight-watcher pal can be relied on to bring something diet-friendly. She's lost 36 pounds so far! If anything, the evening will be inspiring for me as I watch her have fun and not have to stuff her face to do it.
Then tomorrow is the wedding. It's a sit-down dinner and my choices were chicken french, prime rib or some pasta type deal. I opted for the beef. I'll eat sparingly during the day but it's the bellying up to the open bar that will probably do me in. Yeah...functions always revolve around THAT too. Crap.
Maybe I'll just have to stop going out for a while! I remember when I quit smoking (22 years go) that I had to avoid situations where I knew I'd be tempted, for almost two months. But once I was over the hump and the starting line was becoming distant - I was okay.
I need some kind of a kick in the butt to get back on track here. As you've noticed - my weight tracker hasn't budged. I'm doing okay enough to stay where I am - but not to lose. Double crap. Perhaps a weekly weigh-in like a lot of you do - instead of the daily ritual I have with the scale will work. I Like what Christine did with her picture of her feet on the scale. Now THAT'S accountability. Maybe if I do that once a week and post it - I'll feel more accountable.
Of course then I'll have to do my toes up pretty too....but that's the least of my worries. It's the darn numbers I have to worry about.
I read a blog the other day where the writer said her weight loss journey was like getting on an elevator that just kept going down. Mine is stuck at the top. Oh if it were that easy. I guess I need to do more than just get in the elevator - I need to push the buttons to make it move. And we all know what those buttons are...
Make Better Choices.