A tiny but effective payoff

Today was my 3rd WW meeting ...
and...
YAY ME.
Down 2.2 lbs.
Definatly the right direction.
I'm getting a tad bit better at staying away from my pitfalls, although, not completely.
Baby steps. Baby steps.
A took me out to Chili's tonight--as we haven't dated since before the surgery(unless you count the waiting on him hand and foot for the past 3 weeks)--and I needed a night out. AND a little reward for being so careful this week.I ate from the "guiltless" side of the menu...and A ordered from the "cram-as-much-heart-clogging-gunk-into-your-arteries-as-possible" side, asking for loaded potatoes, and extra gravy and cheese on the side.
I felt like Jack Sprat and his ample wife.
When the waiter brought out our plates, I wanted to scream how unfair it is that he can eat all that garbage and remain pretty thin, while I struggle while eating tree bark and butterless corn on the cob, to lose 2.2 lbs.
I had a future-flash-- (you ever had one of those? You know what I mean... when you watch yourself do something you are dying to be brave enough to do that would be so mean, yet satisfying...and then flash back to reality and then end up doing the right thing)--and then proceeded to eat 1/2 my guiltless food... so I could feel completely guiltless about splitting a chocolate molten lava treat with Mr. Sprat.
I had 3 spoonfills and that was enough for me.
Nothing, and I mean NOTHING, tastes as good as skinny skinnier feels.

"I know, it's so unfair ! So if you're a woman and you match your partner's intake by splitting a pizza, that's a recipe for weight gain."~ Cynthia Sass