so today was my first day on body for life, or BFL as it is known by the fitness congnoscenti/freaks. i did 30 minutes on my elliptical and ate pretty well. i had a wonderful lunch with a former colleague and dear friend of mine who is going back to her home country (a country she has lived in for apparently 2 minutes, as she has lived most of her life in the UK) — and while we were at nooshi, i managed to avoid all my favorite noodle dishes and instead get a little cup of tom yum kha and a lettuce salad with lots of plain chicken (which i dipped in plum sauce — lightly). ok, ok, so it wasn’t perfect, but for me, it was one quantum leap into behaving.

but i noticed now, at day’s end, that i cheated myself and didn’t eat all i could eat. i could have ::drum roll:: chocolate pudding. ok, so sugar free chocolate pudding. but still. i started to mix up a jello pudding package, only to discover that the skim milk had spoilt. (i’m refraining from a favorite little rascals routine here regarding not drinking the milk.) DH, in a mood of sincere valor (and realizing i would go through heavy withdrawal with literally no chocolate under my belt for the day) volunteered to go to the supermarket at 8pm to get my milk (plus a few other things for himself.)

so i’m sitting here: fat, dumb, but happy. i got my pudding. my half-cup of sugar free pudding (with a dollop of low fat cool whip in it). it ain’t a Reeses’, but i’ll take it.