Scary Doesn't Even Cut It

Day Four

Today is Sunday. This weekend proved to be the challenge that it was as far as the diet goes. I knew that I should eat a normal lunch yesterday since we (Chris and I) were taking Annie (his wee one) to Six Flags. Not too smart trying to walk around an amusement park in full pirate garb with half of my daily 800 calories in my belly. So we, started our day at Sweet Tomatoes (if you live in the North Dallas area, you HAVE to try this place. yum yum). I had a reasonable lunch and was proud of myself. So we headed to Chris's place to get dressed up to take Annie to the park. We got all gussied up and headed out. Annie was so excited, it's kind of odd how much I adore that kid after only being around her a couple of times. She has the funniest personality, she keeps me and Chris laughing, thats for sure.

Anyway, we head out to Six Flags, pay for parking, walk the 749,685 miles to the gate only to be confronted by a park employee who's name tag read the ever important title of 'Supervisor'. He then informed us that adults aren't allowed to dress up in the park during Fright Fest. I'll spare you all the details, but basically because their employees are dressed up they don't want adults being confused for park employees. Maybe we'd be too convincing with a six year old dressed like a character from High School Musical in tow. But I digress...

After getting a refund for our parking, and a very long walk back to the car, we headed back to North Dallas to change into normal clothes. Before heading back to Six Flags, we went to McDonald's and I ate...well...too much. I'm not going to beat myself up about it. I did then spend five hours walking around a theme park, so I'm hoping that I kind of evened out the damage that I did. Last night I had every intention of going home and finishing the box of wine in my fridge, I already did away with my day, right? Thankfully I fell asleep at Chris's watching the Food Network and by the time he woke me up and I got home, it was about 1 a.m. and after walking the dogs (which took suprisingly long...Hoss and his damn stomach issues) I succumed to the fact that it would be stupid and ridiculous to drink anything and settled with putting in a 4400 disc and falling asleep.

Oh and let me throw this in. When did Six Flags become Ghettofest 2008? I swear, in all the years I've been going to Six Flags, it has never been so crowded. And about 80% of the people there were hoodlems. Part of it made me just feel old...but then after careful consideration, I realized that me and my friends were not like that when we were that age. A group of 14/15 year old girls were behind us in line for a drink at one point talking about things...very loudly that no young teenage girl should be discussing. We'll just say that the topic involved things run on batteries. I mean really? We have a six year old girl with us, can't you see that? Not wanting to get in a screaming match with a 15 year old girl, that probably would not have ended well...I held my tongue. Thankfully, I think Annie was too engrossed in everything else going on around her to realize what they were saying. But it was like that everywhere we went. Six Flags has turned into the club scene for teens. It is ridiculous. There was even a fight at one point that drew the attention of about 15 cops running thru the park that we later found out was because someone had on the wrong color. It made me sad in a way...but believe me, next time we go, we'll be there when the park opens to avoid as much of this scene as possible.

Today has been kind of hard. Sunday is usually my day of crappy food and TV - so I've really had to just keep reminding myself of the financial commitment I've made to this diet. I am going to go thru with this. I've already lost a resounding five pounds or so (I know it is all water weight, but I'm thrilled nonetheless) so I am remembering that as I suck down the second liter of water I've had today. As I eat the cookies I'm not super fond of (the chocolate chip ones are DELICIOUS...alas I bought an equal amount of the chocolate raspberry. I could really do without these) I remind myself of the delicious dinner of fish and veggies I'll have this evening.

I have such an amazing support system in place. Even a friend who threatened to kick my ass (in a very lovingly way I'm sure) if I drank alcohol. As much as I may want to, I know that it isn't worth is. So here it is Sunday...I haven't really drank since Wednesday. Sadly, I can say this is the longest I've gone in a very long time without alcohol. I know that it is totally good for me. And I'm really not super beat up about it. Next weekend will be a challenge as well. I have a halloween party to go to that is going to test me. I've already allowed myself some wiggle room there as I know me, if I just go cold turkey on my two favorite things (food and booze) I'll end up binging and freaking out a few weeks in. So wiggle room I'll give myself...I just have be sure I don't wiggle too hard or I might knock down these walls I'm fighting so hard to keep up right now.

In all honesty, it hasn't been nearly as hard as I thought it would be, so I am grateful for that. Day 1 was the hardest, the rest have really just been mind over matter. I'm not real hungry, and when I do get really hungry, I have things I love that I can have that really help. Thankfully, I like water, because I'm drinking a ton of it. Maybe I should invest in a video game system to keep me from wanting to eat when I'm sitting at home.

Day 4 - almost over. Not too shabby if I do say so myself.

Fighting 'em till we can't,
Lauren