There is a couple that my boyfriend and I like to go out to dinner with every, or every other, weekend. For a while, when I first started my diet in November, I opted to not go out. At all. It was easier for me to resist going out to eat than it was for me to go out to eat and not get something bad. Once I lost most of the weight I wanted to lose, I started going out again. I would look up restaurants ahead of time and plan what I would get before we left. I've managed to find several different restaurants that I feel comfortable going to and can enjoy something that is acceptable on my diet.
Lately, this one particular couple we go out with tends to want to get dessert. Either at the restaurant we're currently at or to go out somewhere else specifically for dessert. I have a (very) difficult time saying no to this. I would be perfectly happy not getting dessert, since my parents brought me up with dessert being far from a regular occurrence, until someone else mentions it and then I really want it.
We went out last night and it was no exception in terms of the dessert situation. The other couple shared a piece of strawberry-rhubarb pie. Another friend got a chocolate brownie with vanilla ice cream.
For me this was a total lose-lose situation once the idea of dessert was brought up. A classic Catch-22. I was either going to be upset because I caved and ordered some, or I was going to be upset because I was going to have to sit there and watch them eat their amazing little slices of heaven while I sipped the rest of my water.
I ended up choosing the water. My boyfriend, who is a saint (I think I may have mentioned this a time or two already on this blog), abstained with me. He is a guy, under thirty, and is blessed with a fantastic metabolism. In orther words, he is thin and healthy. So he has no reason to watch what he eats as closely as I do. Of course he has to pay attention somewhat since he still wants to be healthy and eating a lot of sugar and fried food and other crap just isn't good for you, whether you are overweight or not.
Anyway, I do think it is prefectly reasonable to treat yourself to foods that may not be very good for you but you enjoy, every now and then. And I do allow myself to go "off-diet" and indulge, but these are special treats, rather than regular occurrences. The difficult thing for me is not to start down that slippery slope. The slope is slippery, and also very steep, and I go down fast. Once I get started, if I am not really careful, the treats will start to become more routine than every once in a while. It's hard, but I know myself well enough by now to know when to say yes, and when to say no. I am pretty proud of my willpower last night and the balancing act I did. I treated myself to a nice dinner, but didn't go overboard by piling dessert on top of it.
If anyone has any suggestions on how to handle this recurring issue, please feel free to speak up. I don't want to miss out on going out to dinner, but I don't want to be faced with this major stuggle every time either.