Quote from my trainer today: We aren’t dogs. We don’t need to be rewarded with food.
He asked me what my weight goal was for my wedding. I told him that honestly I would be happy just not to gain any weight over the next two months. It occurred to me my real goal is to be stronger and faster, not thinner.
Granted, I don’t have to eat two breakfasts every day. Or cheesecake every night.
Sundays’ brunch at Herbies. And yes, I ate two of those pancakes as well. And was still hungry :/
But I’ve been at this weight for a couple of months now, and I’ve been pretty relaxed with what I’m eating, and I’ve stayed here. That’s not too bad. I could eat cleaner and I’d lose weight, but do I want to? (Okay, we actually know the answer, but gosh darnit.)
We went to Pi last night with Vanessa and Russell, her boyfriend from out of town who I was meeting for the first time! It was a blast—he was a really great guy.
After salad and pizza, we went across the street to Herbie’s for a nightcap and dessert. (While relaying this part of the story to Mike, he asked if I always rewarded myself with food, and then said the thing about dogs.)
To my credit, THIS is the cheesecake I had been craving…well, since the last time I had it. Maybe a year ago. Maybe 8 months. I don’t remember, but I denied myself for a long time. And now that countdown begins again!