Two days ago we were very, very bad... We stopped at Denny's for lunch (grilled tilapia, which is a reasonable choice, but then there was garlic bread, and I said "screw it" and ate it, and was very happy about that.)
Later we went for a nice long walk...and I got three quarters of the way and then had to stop. I couldn't walk any further, not because of a lack of endurance, but because my back and hips suddenly decided to mutiny. So he went home and got the car, and by that point I was so hungry I was going to eat the foam insulation in the passenger seat...so we went for fajitas.
And trust me, it was gooooood.
Got on the scale this morning...in spite of the fajitas (and chip & salsa, the torilla, and the little corn tomalito that no sane person can resist) I was down 3 pounds for the week.
I am a firm believer in one good "cheat" meal a week, but having eaten out twice in one day just felt, well kinda naughty. :)
Face it, I buy NS foods for convenience...
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