|—||Bobbi V., Charlottesville|
way before my whim decision to go join a gym (on valentine’s day) i made this other decision which entails dinner and friends and a nearby city. the place is known for being rich in calories and, well, all you can eat until you tell them no, no, stop!!! if that’s not enough for you, the menu is mostly italian entrees and even the vegetables are fried. the salads are coated with dressing. cheeses. a week ago i would be salivating over the idea of it. right now, i am kind of in panic mode trying to figure out what to order and how to say no, stop, to endless servings of my favorite things…like their caesar salad and anything cheesey. i have not eaten lunch because i fret what’s for dinner.
but, okay, i looked at the menu for tonight and it seems to be more controlled than their normal one, but i would wager that the way the evening will function is the same - you want more, you say so. you want them to go away, you say so - which works if you are dining alone. knowing the crowd i will be with, the plates are going to be flowing through the night. i fear that i will be full and eat anyway or wait out the feeling and then pick at things here or there.
i once read about a girl who would dump her drink on her plate to keep from adding more to it. my luck, they’ll bring me another plate!
hello? will power? this is a helpmergency.
it’s only week one!!