March 2nd - The Devil in a Pink Apron So, for those of you who don't frequent the SFL forum, a funny/annoying thing happened to me today.  For the first time since my momentous changes on January 11, I decided to have a treat from the way I used to eat.  I have been having treats since I changed my habits but they have all been low fat.  Today, I decided that I would have a plain cinnamon and sugar doughnut, a delicacy that was quite frequent in the 'olden days'.  I was doing a lot of walking today so I knew I could 'afford' it in my budget. So, I fronted up to Donut King, ordered a doughnut and a bottle of water (instead of the milkshake I once would have had), and waited with glee as the man got his little tongs and headed over to the gently rotating plate of hot fresh (and bloody oily) doughnuts.  The plate only contained two, and he was doing another batch very shortly.  He assured me of the freshness however, and in an extreme act of goodwill (dastardly tempation??) told me he would give me the second one for free since it was the last one on the plate. Momentarily I considered knocking it back.  I even considered that I might accept it but not eat it (yeah right, who are you trying to kid Mopsy?).  What happened of course is that I sat down and promptly ate both of the tasty floury sugary oily treats.  Then afterward (and especially when I got home and found out that there is 10.1 grams in each of the little bastards) I cursed this man for his act of interference.  In fact I cursed him for two reasons - (a) what was he doing making it tougher for me, and (b) why the hell hadn't a doughnut vendor ever offered me a free doughnut when I was eating them with gay abandon? For those of you who are with WW, this pair of fat-laden-sugar-coated-non-nutrional doughnuts cost me a mighty 8 points.  I haven't had any difficulty staying within points by making low point choices for the rest of the day, though, so the exercise hasn't cost me much. It did, however, raise an interesting point.  I was telling Flopsy all about the incident, and the accursed devil in a pink apron working at Donut King.  Flopsy raised a rather skeptical eyebrow (actually he can't raise one eyebrow but it was *that* kind of expression) and quietly pointed out that I did have a choice.  I whined and moaned and bitched a bit more (as I am wont to do), but to no avail.  He insisted I take responsibility for my own actions!!!! The point is this.  Yes, the guy made it harder for me.  Yes, I had planned well and it got thrown when I didn't expect it.  Yes, it's difficult to plan around these unforeseen circumstances.  And YES, if I want to deal with them and continue to lose weight, it's MY responsibility. So it's not fair, but then no-one said it was.  But all the bitching and moaning about unfair doesn't make me thinner.  Being pragmatic and taking responsibility for ALL my choices (even those ones foisted upon me in unfortunate circumstances) is the ONLY way to retain control. *sigh* ***** On a happier note, my home scales today tell me I am 10kgs lighter than my heaviest point.  It's not the 'official' WW weigh-in, but it's a great feeling to know that I've offloaded that much. <<Back     Home    Next>>