In a week's time I will be on holiday so today I continue on my diet, trying to lose a couple of pounds of excess blubber which are currently hugging my middle, spoiling the line of my new swimsuit (gave up on bikinis a long, long time ago), so this morning with true resolve I strode into the office carrying a bag with all the food I intended to eat today. It contained:
One low fat yoghourt.
One can of low calorie, low salt, low taste soup.
One piece of crispbread with a thin film of low calorie spread.
A large bottle of water.
And that was it. That was definitely all I was going to eat today until dinner this evening.
And then I remembered it was someone's birthday today. In our office that means only one thing:
Now, I have been known to be able to resist shop bought factory produced cake. Mr. Kipling does not tickle my (French) fancy. Swiss roll can keep on rolling for all I care. I can take them or leave them, more or less.
But not these cakes. They were home-made. And there were tons of them.
Flap-jacks, chocolate layer cake, strawberry Pavlova, lemon drizzle, carrot cake and Bakewell tart, to mention just a few. The birthday girl must have been baking all weekend, bless her. Within minutes of unveiling the wonderful spread, every woman in the place was clustering round that table, plate in hand, like it was the first day at Harrod's china sale.
So now my food list for today includes:
One piece of flapjack, plus the crumbs from the flapjack plate (these don't count, I was just tidying up).
Two very, very thin slices of lemon drizzle cake, then another bloody great huge one.
Only the strawberries from the Pavlova because I am on my diet. The meringue and cream just happened to be stuck to some of them.
A wafer thin piece of chocolate cake. Honestly, it was just a shaving.
Half a piece of carrot cake, no topping. Then the other half plus the topping from the first piece. But they were only very small, so that's OK.
A tiny piece of Bakewell tart, leaving the pastry edge because pastry is very fattening.
As you can see, I am a woman of true resolve and determination. It would have been so easy to have fallen off the wagon in the face of such temptation, but tonight for dinner we are having a salad because I am, as I said, on my diet. And I intend to stick to it.
Can't wait to see how much I've lost.