I love my friends but they really make this difficult. Tonight we went to a new Greek place, and I had planned out my food ahead of time using the menu and nutrition information. I did get what I had planned which was "only" ten points (I don't trust it so I tracked it as 20+). We ended up getting frozen yogurt after wards because, at that point, the defeatist attitude had already kicked in. "Already messed up that much, might as well keep it going." I know we've all had days like this, but I just wanted to type it up because I want nights like this to be exceptions. I worry that I'm not strong enough.
It was a special occasion since once girl was in town for a job interview and I haven't seen her in a month, but that doesn't excuse all the positive steps I had been taking up to this point.
I
did track everything, so at the very least I can see where it fits into the pattern of the week. I just feel like I blew so much progress. As I've felt -- and often read-- before, it wasn't even worth it. I was even thinking before we left that my health is worth sacrificing a few moments of flavor, but I fall into the same trap in social situations.
Conversely, if I avoid them or don't go out at all, I'll just get petulant and annoyed and give up on the plan. I know it works if I follow it, but I'm afraid that I can't for the long run.
But we all fall down, and tomorrow's a new day.