I attended a friend's birthday party today, and it was an exercise in resistance. The pita and hummus looked delicious as always, and my friend had a decadent amaretto birthday cake. And yet, the temptation didn't come from the food: it came from the people around me. All night, during every course, it was and endless litany of "are you sure you cam't have just one bite?" and "Come on, Julia, it's SO good."
Why do people think they have to do that? Here's a fat girl reality check - moderation is a choice. Giving in to pressure from others is weakness. . People can't seem to resist pushing others off of the wagon, but it's no excuse. So, I said, "no". And when pushed, I reminded everyone that not having cake was a choice...one that I can live with.
Breakfast - the latte and a handful of almonds
Lunch - scrambled eggs
Dinner - Greek salad and beef/chicken shwarama with green beans
Exercise - 1 hr Jazzercise
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