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!