So, I should have just found a way to get out of it right? Pizza is and will always be my weakness and when my boyfriend’s mother suggested we go to the buffet for dinner yesterday evening, I should have countered with something else, but I could tell that grilled chicken and steamed veggies was probably not going to win over the crowd. And besides, this is the path I have chosen so I shouldn’t expect people to yield to my craziness. I got online, found a veggie sandwich that wouldn’t break the bank calorie-wise and off to the buffet we went.

The smell was absolutely heavenly. I was able to ignore my boyfriend’s mom protestations that two slices of pizza would not hurt me, and ordered my sandwich and water :) While I was waiting for my food, I started looking around at all the people who were in there. None of them looked like they had done any physical activity in the last year or so and they were piling their plastes high with pizza and bread sticks to the point where those filmsy paper plastes were about to give. I looked at them and I looked at the grease-dripping pizza and knew there was a direct correlation between to two. So I ate my veggies happily and woke up another morning sans guilt. Still, I think I better stay out of the buffets just in case lol.

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