This post is a couple days late, but I have to tell everyone about Friday.
The holidays mean gifts of food from vendors and coworkers. I know it is that way with many organizations. Mine is no different. I walked in Monday to a nice tin of Cheryl's cookies from our attorney. Whenever Cheryl's cookies arrive, there's always a race to see who gets the iced sugar cookies first; and here I stood with an entire tin ripe for the picking! What did I do? I promptly played Santa and went around with the tin, encouraging coworkers to take the cookies. Instead of having a 180-190 calorie cookie, I had a 90 calorie Fiber One brownie.
The temptation Friday was worse. I realized I was dehydrated, so I was working really hard to drink water. The problem lay between my desk and the kitchen - the communal treat area. Chocolates and cookies and nuts called to me with each pass. Each time I walked to the kitchen, I thought, "Get Thee Behind Me Satan!"
I'm happy to report I resisted the temptation . . . and I got quite a bit of exercise running to the bathroom to pee every hour! Dang water!