Pretty darn proud
Well, I survived the weekend with little collateral damage. We even went out for dinner, although it helped that we went to Fire and Ice, which is basically a make your own stir fry place. We also had friends over for dinner on Saturday, which was great because I could control what I made, which always makes things easy. Then, I went to a wedding on Sunday, and did absolutely fantastic, not a drop to drink and no carbs. I did cheat by having a piece of wedding cake, but I didn’t even really like it all that much and I LOVE cake. Overall, I’d say it was a successful weekend.
Through all of this my husband cracks me up. He LIVES to eat (it doesn’t help that I must admit I am a great Italian cook), and when I can’t eat something he starts in on the “poor thing” but I am training him to encourage me rather than sympathize. As all husbands do, I’m sure, he tells me I look great the way I am (god knows he shows it) and I believe he does think that, but that isn’t reason enough for me to say I am happy the way I am. I need to do this for my health and for me, not for anyone else. And so because he is so supportive, I’ve decided to sign us BOTH up for a 5K in September- ha! He runs too, but isn’t progressing much, so I thought it would be a great goal for us to have, and it gives us a few months to train. I think he will be into it, and now since I have written that I am going to run that 5K on Sept 15th, I have to do it right???!!! Keep me accountable!