I have to be honest. I have allowed myself to completely forget that I must manage my weight 7 days per week instead of 4. Yesterday was my first Saturday in a while where I didn't just say to myself "Aww, screw it. It's Saturday. Get what you want."
I had planned on having lunch at Panera and had already set my order in my head. D decided he wanted to have Steak and Shake instead of Panera. So, on the way to the restaurant, I had MFD Mobile up on my iPhone and decided what I could have - a grilled chicken sandwich and a cup of fruit. The fruit was good. The sandwich was nasty. But I did it. I stuck to my guns and didn't say screw it and end up with a hamburger and french fries in front of me.
I did the same thing at dinner - measured my steak (just under 3 oz) and filled my plate with veggies instead of mashed potatoes. And I started the evening with diet tonic and lime sans gin. I did have two gin and tonics before the evening was over, but I didn't over indulge last night. And I feel GREAT today.
And I'm looking forward to a conscious Sunday too.