lundi 3 août 2009

Another Day.

I must admit, I'm a little afraid to step on a scale, though I think I should for my own good.
My boyfriend's parents just got back from their holiday, and one thing they enjoy doing is eating. They are really nice folks, and really would do anything for us, but at times it is a bit much. They always insist I take more food at meals, and eat more meat. They really love eating meat (I'm not a big meat eater, I was a vegetarian for 7 years). I'm more of a fish person, as it is lighter and somehow I feel less guilty about it.

I had a bad weekend, restricting as much as I can, then politely going out with my boyfriend's family. Restaurant, dessert, and not even enjoying it. The restaurant was good, it's just that I was really not looking forward to it (maybe I would have enjoyed it if I had hit a goal weight or something, I don't know). I don't really look forward to eating out, especially with people who wouldn't understand me not wanting to eat much or finish my plate.
We dinner with them a few times a week, but already that is too much. Before I came to Paris from living in LA, I weighed much less than I do now. Hopefully when I am working in September, my evenings will be more occupied, and this means more money in my pocket and less food in my stomach.

I was sick Saturday night and Sunday morning from eating more than my stomach was used to. I slept so badly, and woke up at 6 and couldn't go back to sleep because I was in pain. And I was exhausted!

My boyfriend and I are both off of work for the month of August. It's intimidating, as my boyfriend is always insisting I eat more, or just a bite of something I don't want to eat. It's just frustrating, as he knows I'm not a big eater, and understands mildly how I feel about myself. He just does what he thinks is best for my health, and it's hard to meet on a common ground here.

Today, not the greatest start, but definitely not the worst. My boyfriend likes his breakfast fresh from one of the bakeries nearby, so we went out to fetch something. I took the least butter ridden bread I could see, which had next to none and amounted to 120 calories, a little more or less. I'll have some fruit for lunch, then some sashimi for dinner (my boyfriend's treat). I could never completely say no to good sushi, and at least in this case, there is no rice, or very little, if I choose to partake. So I should have a good day, a good start for this week. I wish I could do a juice/tea diet for at least a few days, I'd love to work this in somehow. I'm trying to keep my chin up, I hope you can too.

Stay pretty, reader.

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