This cake may not look so tempting here, but it certainly was tempting during the little office birthday party… and now as it sits beckoning me from the kitchen. But I will resist. That’s more than I can say for my behavior over the last few days. We went out of town this past weekend, but were guests of one of my DH’s friends — a guy I’m not so sure how I feel about. This fellow is single, and his favorite subject is the girls he’s going out with. We get to hear about their ages (10 or more years younger than he is), their physical attributes (“nice titties” is a typical remark), and how far he gets with them, sexually. In other ways, he seems like a fairly nice guy, but I can’t help but feel alienated (on behalf of the boy, too) by constant talk like this. Not to mention that it exacerbates my own body insecurities. (It isn’t too supportive of my marriage, either.)
Anyway, in this sort of environment, I wasn’t feeling all that comfortable, and — as a guest — I didn’t have tons of control over what kind of food I was served. I could pass things up, but to do so meant I’d go hungry. So, I haven’t been doing great food-wise the last few days. Startlingly, it doesn’t seem to have caused me to gain weight (according to my personal scale) though it could be slowing losses. I did get a hike in, which was nice.
Now I’m back in my own kitchen — and some of last week’s stress is behind me — things are a bit better, mentally. I’m actually really looking forward to the WW meeting on Saturday. Not because I think I’m going to have a great weigh-in, but because I anticipate the motivation I’ll receive.