Well the funky figures are in and a week of caution has paid off - 6lbs!! I am feeling suitably proud of myself, especially as I had to make some small sacrifices to get there.
The first occurred on Wednesday when I drove the college's debating team to Callington School after school. The children were supplied with redundant sandwiches and chocolate cakes from the English department after school exam prep session. Normally I would be straight in but I had already warmed my evening meal and flasked it up so that I could eat when we got there. I felt very virtuous as I ignored the platters of food being loaded into the minibus and turned my attention to driving six little darlings to Callington without any mishaps.
On arrival I was famished and succumbed to temptation but allowed moderation to stay my hand taking only two quartered sandwiches and bypassing the cakes completely.
Once in the hall, I fell upon my tortellini like a person possessed to the disgust of Ms Stott and the accompanying rotarians. Looking back, I have to admit the meal was not that attractive reminding me of shell-less snails in a watery tomato sauce. However it tasted divine and I was sooooo hungry that I really didn't care!
The second temptation occurred on Friday evening when my darling Richard took me for an anniversary meal. Both aware that we needed to keep everything in moderation and practise our new learnt eating habits, we shared a starter with each other and the boys and for once I wasn't full before the main course arrived :) I threw caution to the wind when the main course was presented and allowed the knob of butter to melt inside my jacket potato instead of following my husband's good example and lifting some of it out. However I finished all of my salad and had no relish or dressing on it so I reasoned that in reality they cancelled each other out. Of course this is in fact what I have been doing for the last ten years and why I need to lose weight now! I need to understand that salad sandwiches for lunch do not mean that you can eat a double layer box of chocolates in the evening! Jogging for 30 minutes does not mean that you can drink two bottles of red wine!!
Desert was a dilemma but my marvellous method of equation dieting helped me out once again. Having had one glass of wine I would forgo another and have a slice of chocolate tart. Naughty Mr Walton had both - a scotch and a waffle with chocolate sauce and icecream! But then he did only have half of his pat of butter!!! See how it works :)
With all of these devillish dilemmas this week I was thrilled to step on the scales this morning and discover that I had shed the weight I had put on over Christmas. If only I could get the weeks and months back so easily!
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