Yesterday we had a doughnut tasting at SE World Headquarters. On a Thursday, no less. The day before my weigh-in.
Now I know full well that doughnuts are not on the path to weight loss, or even weight control. Doughnuts are one of the big holes in my weight control game. But what would you do if you were confronted by an entire conference table filled with doughnuts: big ones, small ones, doughnut holes, yeast doughnuts, cake doughnuts?
Well, I know what I did. I tasted a bunch then left the room.
The doughnuts were the only thing I ate all day, and all I had for dinner was a cup of cooked rice with some grated Romano cheese sprinkled on top for flavor. So, I actually think I did a decent job of mitigating the doughnut damage.
The problem is Doughnut Day came two days after I returned from a mini-vacation on Captiva Island in Florida, where I ate too much fried food and too many Yucatan-style barbecued shrimp, which were drenched in a spicy butter sauce spiked with lime, cilantro, and chilies. I always seem to let my caloric guard down on vacations. Don't most serious eaters?
So between the doughnuts and the vacation, my caloric journey this past week was filled with bumps in the road.
I tried to mitigate the overall damage by merely tasting many things and leaving food on my plate at every meal. We shall see if I succeeded. Here we go: 224. Up a pound from a week ago. Given the doughnuts and the vacation, I'll take it. I feel neither triumphant nor defeated. Just another week on my caloric journey.