Well last weekend - during week 5 - I FELL OFF THE WAGON.
Headfirst - it hurt, I have scars.
I went to Houston to visit HSSH (High School Sweet Heart & BF of 8 years...I know you are thinking...put a ring on it, but I have to finish school!) HSSH praised me about my weigth loss and how proud of me he was. BTW he called last week to get my address and I'm like um...why do you need it...the sweetheart that he is, got me a subscription to the WW magazine so I could have more hints and tips and recipies...God I love this man. He is SO supportive.
Well...he takes me to an Astros game...and makes me wear a hoopdy BRIGHT ORANGE shirt and cute ball cap...he was my stylist. Well...I REALLY want a sundae in one of those baseball helments...REAL BAD....we went for a 30 minute HARD run that morning. Maggie - the gianormous yellow lab - didn't move for 4 hours when we came home...poor yellow.
Let me back up a bit - we went to family/friends house before the game and had fajitas - HSSH went and bought shirmp and veggies for me so I could eat super well for just a few points...well the hostess kept those margaritas coming...1 margarita is 5, count them, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 points...yikes! Um...I have 5 activity points to swap...and to be fair there is thtat whole 35 points weekely allowance thing I never use...okay WWWW don't sweat it...
Then we get to the ballgame...and HSSH decided in teh 7th inning I should get my sundae...
Then the momement comes...hey I chose frozen yougurt - the swirly kind. Its better for you right? Don't go judgin. I ate it...and it was everything I thought it would be and more...
Well then HSSH come back with stadium nachos...
Um HSSH can I have a nacho?
Yes baby of course you can...wait should I eat one? Its a ballgame. You work hard...eat the nachos...
Um...welll, okay HSSH....
Let me point out that he went two levels down to get these nachos becuase they were soldout on our level...After attacking them like a hyena does a leftover lion carcass I handed them back...and sheepishly smilled at HSSH...burp...oh is that cheese on my lip?
HSSH...Um, baby did you enjoy those? Me - Why yes I did. HSSH, Um, you only left me the really soggy ones...I did? Oh I am so sorry! HSSH...thats okay, I am glad you enjoyed them. (later he would tell me her loved me on or off the wagon even with soggy nachos...) Perhaps I should also mention that I had one of those huge beers - that really should have been served in a paper baggie...
Well...then we went back to our friends house...and my stomach violently got rid of all the naughty food I ate. Clearly my body is becoming accustomed to the veggies, whole wheat and lean protien...well it was fun while it lasted.
Then I may or may not have had some cheese dip and chips...and 1/2 a bottle of wine (we had a designated driver)...and I made the cheese dip with 2% velvetta...that counts for something right?
(I digress - I found this online...If you ate velveeta often your butt would not look like this - I'd be about 2 feet wider and more lumpy than a vat of cottage cheese...I still think its hilarious!)
The next morning, dazed, confused and feeling a little dirty from the night before...I decided it was time to get right back on the wagon. HSSH TAKE ME TO SUBWAY!!!
The first Subway we find has about 30 little girls who were a part of a team standing in line...um I LOVE kids...but that is not the kinda place you take them to without pre-ordering a party platter...DUH!
There is a mexican place NEXT door...the aromas...melted cheese, ENCHALADAS....but no, onward HSSH...to the next subway.
And I got back on the wagon with apples, H20 and a 6 inch turkey sub, wheat bread, 1 slice of cheese, pickes, black olives, LIGHT mayo, tomatoes and spinach.
That's not my actual sandwhich...
Wagon - the ground was nice while it lasted - but I missed you.
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