Weakness For Fries

We went to Red Robin for dinner last night. I went back and forth between "should I get a salad, or something with fries." Trust me...a VERY agonizing process! Then I saw my golden egg...a lettuce wrapped turkey burger with a side salad. I'm in! I even ordered it without cheese to cut calories and cholesterol. (Pat myself on the back, please) When it came out, the burger had cheese. No biggie...just picked it off. Then, as I picked up my first fry, I realized I was supposed to have had a side salad. Yes! It came with fries, against my best effort to not eat them. Did I summon the server to make the exchange??? HECK NO!!! I ate those fries, and dipped them in Ranch! Weak, I tell you...weak!

I think I made the quote of the century (for me) at lunch yesterday. I ordered flautas, and it came with 3 big ones, guac, black beans, rice and such. I had eaten two of them, AND some off someone else's plate (yes, they offered). I was full, it was time to quit, but I didn't want to. Everything just tasted so good! I said out loud, "I quit, somebody stop me." My friend, took my plate and put all this trash on it...LOL! Well, that worked! My comment was, "I just like the taste of it so much, I want to keep eating it." It really is a shame the restaurants put so much on your plate, but that's a blog entry for another day. Point being, I like the taste of food, and I want to keep enjoying the good stuff. Too bad everything doesn't taste like poop. I would definitely not have a problem with portion control if that were the case.

I should go to work, but one more thought for today. I have a friend (who reads this blog, and you're gonna know who you are here in a bit) who is slender. We just had a girls' weekend, and what a blast that was! I observed that she was eating the same thing I was, in basically the same portions. So, I ask..."How do you stay skinny, and eat like this? I eat like this, and you see what happens to me." She said, "All I've eaten today is what you've seen." (This was the Friday she drove down, and she got to my home at 2:30ish). That day, in addition to what we had eaten, all I had eated otherwise was egg whites for breakfast. Metabolism was our conclusion. I ain't got nun. LOL! So, all this is, the eating right and exercising, really is a personal thing. What works for me, may not work for you. What works for my friend, obviously, doesn't work for me. Just an interesting observation.

Ok, off to work! Stress eating anyone??? JK!