Dinner out

Today has gone according to plan, happily. When I am motivated and can plan in advance things can go quite smoothly. Tomorrow, however, is a different kettle of fish. It's the tenth anniversary of my husband's and my first date, so we're going out for a meal. When this was mooted last week, I considered saying no, but decided that I really need to work my whole weight loss caper into normal life. There have been plenty of social occasions I've passed up in the past because I was in the zealous stage of a new diet, and it clearly never got me anywhere since I'm as fat as I ever was.

I don't actually know the restaurant we're going to. The Husband booked it and I told him to keep it a surprise, although I am slightly wondering whether I should ask him so I can do some recce on the menu.

I'd love to be able to eat out and stay on track, and I know plenty of people manage it, but I am feeling a little apprehensive. I think my plan of attack will be to avoid bread, stick to two glasses of wine, and try to steer clear of the more indulgent items (except when it comes to dessert... I don't think I can stomach a celebratory meal without dessert - pun intended). Plus I'll keep the calories low during the day and do extra exercise.

If the meal out does completely ruin my weight loss this week, I will have no way of knowing, since I haven't weighed myself. I know I need to get on to that soon. Even more so because at the end of next week there's an even bigger challenge coming up - a four day holiday with friends.