There is a running joke in my newsroom that when someone brings food, I come... well... running. And there is always food around here. From bagels in the morning, to someone's going away cake, to the leftovers from the almost-weekly sales meetings the big wigs have. I am always pushing people over in an attempt to be first in line.
But around this time of the year, a girl could get herself into a lot of trouble. By 3pm, I'd already indulged in about two dozen pieces of Halloween candy somebody left on the set (they may or may not have been a prop, I'm honestly not sure); then, I ate a few orange-frosting-coated Halloween cookies somebody left in the break room. Then, my chief meteorologist arrived with her annual Halloween tradition of fresh, hot, homemade apple pies.
Not only was I first in line, but I even got to cut the pie (well, one of four she brought-- can you domestic GODDESS???) into a size piece of my liking. I asked my coworkers, "Should I cut this into six slices? Eight? 10?" Nobody answered me. So I followed my gut, and went with six. Who doesn't like a big piece of pie? I helped myself to some vanilla ice cream, too, then sat down at my lowly desk (not even a cubicle! I don't even have a cubicle in this place!!!) to eat. I probably looked like a pig, but that's all right; I'd already scrubbed myself down with "swine flu juice" (aka, hand sanitizer), I was good to go.
This is just the beginning of "sweets season" at my office. It starts with the apple pie, then morphs into pumpkin pie by mid-November; my boss provides a whole Thanksgiving smorgasboard (did I spell that right?) the week of Thanksgiving, and the entire month of December is consumed by me and my coworkers consuming cookies, cakes, and candy canes.
A diet like this (and I use the term "diet" loosely) could completely derail a girl's plan to maintain a healthy weight. But what am I to do? I have absolutely ZERO willpower, and I've had the obligation blessing of nursing G for the past 13+ months, helping me burn calories faster than a lingerie model on caffeine. I'm taking it for granted, I know, and potentially corrupting all the post-baby weight loss by partaking in each and every slice I'm offered on the job.
Then again, I thought about going to the gym this morning... so that should at least count for something, right?
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Oh I think that I am in love. You are just like me. I am a RN and there is always food around work too. And I have a great love for food too.
And my thoughts, are too are often at the gym and I totally call that a workout. ;)
I love it.
The holidays are great until the guilt pounds are packed on...then they are not just guilt pounds they are actually pounds. AAAAHHHHHH!
By the time warm weather rolls around I am ashamed of myself for getting carried away at the holidays...Funny though it doesn't stop right after the holidays...I keep eating until I realize I may have to wear a swimming suit or shorts soon.
Oh well it's a vicious cycle and it's tradition...Why stop now?
I am SO of the same school of thought. Ha ha.
I am luckily still breast feeding 2-4 times a day, so it is helping. But **gasp** I've gained 2 pounds since we reduced the number of feedings.
Diets this time of year stink :-p
Thanks for stopping by my blog earlier! I try to keep things simple in the kitchen. I hope your fruit salad turns out well!!
www.brandicastlecooking.blogspot.com