This Weekend I'm Not Going To Suck Ass At My Diet. I Promise.

Here I sit, patiently waiting for the start of the weekend. The freedom in the air is palpable. We're less than two hours away, and it got me thinking about what I can do to not screw up my diet this weekend. I'm desperate to lose some pounds this week. I've fought the good fight. I've exercised, I've maintained 1200 calories a day, and I've even made sure to get in the proper amount of fruits and veggies. I deserve to lose some weight this week. My damn scale better throw me a freaking bone.

However, even though I'm on the downhill side of the mountain for the work week, that's not the case with food. The weekend is by far the worst time for my eating habits. It's sad but true. Weekends involve dinners out with friends, yummy desserts and Mr. FGS making extravagant breakfast food. Also, I've been known to set sail with The Captain on Friday night and not return until Monday morning. [Oh c'mon, everybody needs a little Captain in them!]

Who doesn't love the Captain?

This weekend, however, I need to make some changes. I may only set sail on Saturday night, and hell, I may not drink at all! [*cough*yeah right*cough*] I'm limiting the eating out to one night, and one night only. Tomorrow night, in fact, we have a double date with MT and her hubby. Hi MT!!! I'll have to limit my food consumption however, and that’s a bummer. It saddens me to think I won't get a big, delicious appetizer, but it would be worse than sad to get on that scale Monday and not lose weight again.

This CANNOT happen to me on Monday!

Maybe I'll even work out twice as much this weekend. I could run both Saturday and Sunday to offset some of the calories I'll be partaking in. I could do an extra day of the Shred. Hell, I could even have twice as much sex as usual with the husband. That has to burn some calories, right?? C'mon honey, one more time! I need to work off that cheeseburger... Mr. FGS is going to like this diet for more reasons than one, and that's just fine with me.