Close Call

Wow, I almost totally biffed up my 4 days of "being good." Last night, I went to have dinner at my folks' house. This is always difficult for me as they will usually have lots of fresh bread, lots of food that is not really that good for me.

Last night they made pork, which I had about 1.5 oz of. I put it in a salad. (Do not recommend that; pork is not meant to go into salads like chicken, ew.) Anyway, I had my salad with homemade, lowfat ranch dressing, the pork, one piece of french bread with margarine and about 1/3 cup of baked beans.

I sat there, after I ate, not feeling satisfied, still craving more. So, I hate more beans, had another piece of bread. On the counter they had these white, sugar donuts that I kept looking at. I swear, I was waiting for my mom and stepdad to leave the room so I could snag one and chow down.

They didn't leave the room (thankfully) and I didn't freak. It took a good 30 minutes for me to stop the cravings. They must have just gone away on their own.

When I got home, I raided my daughter's Halloween candy and ate one of those snack-size Hershey bars. (plain chocolate). I remember grabbing a handful more and putting them in the freezer so I could eat them in about 15 minutes.

I thought to myself, "you can stop now. You can do it. Go add up your points for dinner. Maybe you didn't go over. Maybe it's still okay."

So, I added up my points and I was exactly 1 point UNDER my maximum. The Hershey's bar had put me over by 1.

I stopped. I had a hot cup of tea. I will have my husband hide the chocolates I put in the fridge so I don't have to handle them.

I should know better. I knew there would be serious "triggers" going to my folks'. I didn't mentally prepare for that at all. I walked into a total self-ambush.

Ugh. Ugh. Ugh. Why is this so hard sometimes?