Against all odds

I'm proud of myself... I have survived the last week despite many attempts from various avenues to tempt me into eating crap. I have been removed from my comfort zone, away from home and put into close contact with bad food and drink!

It started last Friday, I was going up to Scotland for a friends 40 birthday.. on Friday I overdosed on carbs...., toast for breakfast, followed by a bagel, followed by pasta although all healthy options - still way to many carbs- this made me crave more food.... by the time I got the airport I was hungry again and there was not a leaf of lettuce in sight.

Airport shops are terrible, if you want more bread, crisps, chocolate they are excellant - if you want to eat healthy - you could be in trouble..

I finally settled on some 'you are what you eat' mixed nuts... and tuna and mayo sandwich on brown bread - more carbs.. but at least this was reasonably healthy and low in fat.....

Arriving at my friends house she decided to cook cauliflower cheese.... had1 and half of those too -- my head was disgusted with myself.. It was a very poor day for eating - my first in 4 weeks....

I resolved that Saturday would be better and it was... three meals - all healthy.. and decent snacks... Saturday night was the party.... I knew that by drinking in would only give myself more useless calories and potentially wreck the last months hard work but eating for six million in hangover mode the next day...

So I had my first drink, followed by a bottle of water followed by dinner... I then had two more drinks (vodka and tonic) followed by more water... I had one more V&T and then stuck to water all night....

So let me tell you about dinner - The idea I had to over come the potential food issues was great - if i could I manage to get over feeling stupid and a freak for doing it... Prior to the party I had asked the host what would be on the buffet and I was told fried foods... Not good for my lifestyle. So I did something I have never done before - I took my own food with me. I picked up a pasta bowl.. having checked the label for its calories and fat I was satisfied this would be better than munching on a chicken nugget and a deep fried mars bars...

So the result was I just helped myself to salad from the buffet and added my own pasta.. I felt like a freak but I also felt proud of myself for making and choosing a healthy decision.

The morning after the night before whilst I would have normally tucked into a fry up, I chose a healthier option and continued making those choice through out the day. I managed to survive the weekend with some healthy choices and I am very proud of that.

Monday was the official start of PMT week - a potential to just eat and eat and eat crap!

I exercised a lot at the start of the week knowing by the time my period starts I wont be able to... I have eaten very healthy all week! But I have gain weight! This is a pisser but I am not freaking out by this because I know its to do with my pmt.... but grrrr - I've felt more of an urge to mame and kill then to eat - good for me not so so for others

I came across my first saboteur as well - I had heard of their existence but I met a real life one one in the guise of a family member... a size 8 skinny minnie who declared ' but I like you the way you are' ....my reply to that was' well I don't because its going to kill me'... she didn't say another word..

I don't know how a size 8 person could be intimidated by a size 22 person loosing weight - but I know that I am going to come across some saboteur's and I will just have to deal with them as and when I come across them...

I'm going for a walk/run/jog/ when get home and maybe do some yoga - but hell its been a tricky last seven days but I am so proud of myself for not eating the entire contents of my fridge!