Okay – so I don’t dare tell you how much I weigh – until I don’t weigh that much anymore.  Then I’ll be all like, “Oh, did I tell you I lost 12 pounds?”  That’s how I roll.

So, I found an iPhone application that helps me keep track of my calories.  It’s kind of a neat app, in that it lets me put in my starting weight, how much I want to lose, and at what pace I want to lose the weight.  After I programmed everything in, the thing called me a big fat ass, and then told me to lay off the Girl Scout cookies.  I kid…

Unless I actually do something with the gym clothes I bought besides pairing them with the right eye shadow and the perfect shoes, I am limited to just under 1400 calories per day if I want to reach my goal in time.  Of course, seeing a number that small, I instantly thought there must be a zero missing somewhere – or they were giving my calories in metric or something (yeah, I know).

I was pleasantly surprised at the end of the day yesterday when I had only gone over by 17 calories – and that was because I stopped for a second latte.  I can’t be blamed for that one – my crazy husband tossed and turned all night long the night before in his sleep, and as I dragged my butt on the ground, I knew I needed caffeine or a contract hit man to deal with the rest of the day.

But today, gentle readers and dear friends, I faced the ultimate challenge.  We were running late, and I had to stop to grab breakfast for the girls.  It was also the opening performance of Eilis’ play at school.  Being the fat mom that I am, I thought I’d reward them with a treat – Dunkin’ Donuts for breakfast.

I could have stopped and gotten them fruit and yogurt; or even an egg McMuffin, which would have been healthier and eliminated my temptation.  I didn’t.

And I ate a doughnut.

And I’ve stayed in my calorie range (well, 12 calories over for today – blame that second latte again).

The thing I’m most proud of is that I didn’t go back for a second doughnut – as I have been known to do.  Or come home and decide that I needed a doughnut for lunch, if for no other reason than to get them out of my house as quickly as I could – to save the rest of my family from the burden of obesity.  Because I’m kind like that.  And glaze is my favorite food group.

So as I stand here in the confessional, I hope that my prayer for absolution – my Act of Doughnut Contrition – includes at least an “Amen” for avoiding temptation for the rest of the day.

4 thoughts on “24 Hours of Dieting, and I Survived Dunkin’ Donuts”

  1. Good for you Anna! I, too, am at the mercy of my iPhone calorie app and am eating around 1400 cals a day. Eeep!

    Friday was my birthday, and the theme of the day was “Let Her Eat Cake!” Some times you just gotta do what you just gotta do. 🙂

    Glad to share the journey of weight loss together!

    Kristin

    1. I agree – we all need a “Let Her Eat Cake” day now and again – and what better day to do it than on your birthday!!

      I don’t think I would have gotten off my butt to do this had I not started blogging about it – sometimes it helps to air the dirty laundry!

  2. Way to go, Anna! I don’t have an iPhone, or an iPhone App, but I’m sure I’d be right there with you if I were to play along.

    I’m impressed that you were able to stop at just one. For me, eating just one donut would have led to another, and then I would have said, “What the heck, I’ve already cheated” as I polish of a box of Girl Scout Cookies. Nope, I’ve decided to avoid any sugary food, altogether — there’s no such thing as a little bit when you’re an addict like me 🙂

    The real test is going to come next week when I start baking for the kids’ Valentine bake sale — red velvet cupcakes, chocolate dipped oreos, strawberry Rice Krispie Treats, frosted sugar cookies, truffles, pink popcorn…

    HELP!!!!

    1. OMG – I do the same thing – and I don’t know what got me through yesterday with only one doughnut, except I am looking at more surgery, and don’t want to go under the knife a porker 🙁 It’s good motivation! But usually what happens is I’ll eat one, then another, then an entire box of cookies, a whole bag of popcorn or chips – once I start down the slippery, fat covered slope, there’s usually no turning back.

      I don’t think I could make it through the next week, but we’ll get you through it.

      Do tell, though – Pink popcorn? I gotta make some!

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