For how many years now have I been doing this?
All week I have a relatively healthy diet, positively glowing with health and smugness at the amount of water I'm drinking, the fruit I've consumed and the amount of sweets I've politely said "no thanks" to.
But come the weekend that all goes down the pan
Because all Friday afternoon in work I'm positively itching for a glass of wine. It's there in the fridge, I can picture it. It's cold. It's calling to me. And then a takeaway to go with it. And the meeting with friends on Saturday for lunch. And there's that night out on Saturday that I must just go on also. And then a wicked hangover on Sunday necessitates the eating of enormous amounts of crap. I tell myself that food consumed to cure a hangover contains no calories. But I'm starting to suspect that may not be true.
Gah!
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There's no use in me thinking "well if I go out to dinner I'll just order the salad with dressing on the side and a glass of sparkling water". No, I want to live life and have fun and that means ordering all the yummy things on the menu and washing them down with more lovely wine. What's the point in going out to dinner if you just don't relax and enjoy it?
If I could just get through one weekend I could break the cycle. Or so I tell myself.
But unless I lock myself away in a strict nun like fashion I can't see that ever happening.
What about you, how do you cope with weekends and the diet disaster that they are?
