I cheated on my diet. I couldn't resist. Last night, I had M&Ms... and probably more than I care to admit to right now (but I did put them in a small bowl so I didn't over do it). I felt like I was missing something. A sugary something.
Last night was a late night in the bakery (ok, it's my kitchen) and when I get in work mode, I do not stop until I am D-O-N-E. So, leftover M&Ms from my wedding and water were my energy source until I put down my piping bag and offset spatula at 11pm. Then I ate my real dinner, which was way too late to eat - but hey - it was healthy! I still managed to stay under my calorie goal for the day AND week so far, which is a huge win. The M&Ms are a minor set back, but god bless, they were delicious. BONUS: I made 7 different kinds of cookies, exceeding the 25 dozen mark, and managed to eat zero.
I'm hesitant about what this weekend has in store for my will power. I know I will be in a car for at least eight hours tomorrow picking up kid #2 from summer camp and we will likely *have* to stop for lunch. Try telling a strong-willed 37 year-old food loving man and a 13 year-old boy that you brought carrot sticks and apples for them to snack on for four hours on the ride home. You would see a grown man and a semi-grown boy sob uncontrollably and potentially wither away to nothing. Too dramatic? Probably. In reality that is how it would seem sans tears and hissy fits. That won't really happen. The kids eat healthy at their mom's house (P.S. I'm the step-mom), but I feel like they come to expect the opposite from Dad. I am slowly trying to change that.
Sunday we will be venturing to a local festival. My plan to avoid the food there is to drop off the family and go to my massage appointment. I'll meet up with them afterwards all relaxed and on a strict "drink lots of water" request from my massage therapist. Sorry fried dough! You're not water.
Now... what to do with the remainder of that ten pound bag of M&Ms. I should have sent the whole bag to summer camp.