Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 192.6 lbs.

Ugh! I’ve been a baaaddd girl! After all this great talk of resolve and discipline of every kind, Tom and I threw all caution to the wind and went to the casino yesterday, where not only did we play for what felt like days, but ate their buffet. We went to the Canadian casino (Fallsview) where we have not been in quite some time, and it was a major mob scene. But, at least they do not allow smoking there…so I only killed myself on food and by frittering away our money, and not by inhaling second hand smoke. Woo Hoo…!

In any case, I could have thought that the miles I walked to and from end to end and in search of Tom counts as exercise, but surely not enough to work off the buffet. Although I must admit that I didn’t eat a single dessert - but probably because I got so stuffed on the dense protein of shrimp, beef stew, a meatball and some crab salad, that I just couldn’t fit another bite. It was quite delish and I think that they have improved upon their offerings, but way in excess of sensible eating given that my “stomach” shouldn’t even have been able to hold as much as I managed to put in it.

And then I came home to an answering machine message from a friend and reader here, who sarcastically asked “how come every time we are together you follow your diet so good that we never have treats when I want, and yet when you are with another friend, you go out for ice cream?!”

And to that, all I can say is “good point.”

Maybe I should just give up and eat like this all of the time.

Oh wait. I pretty much am!