Showdown at Nachoville!

In my first four weeks of following Weight Watchers I have been in absolute control putting nothing in my mouth that wasn't preplanned and accounted for.  Last night that changed.  I was meeting a couple of girlfriends at a local pub for drinks around 8 pm.  I intended to have 2 glasses of wine.  Preplanning at its finest!  We arrived and ordered our first round while we waited for the third to arrive.  When #3 arrived we got a table and started catching up.  We'd all eaten but felt obligated to order a snack or something (women's guilt - not fair really) so we all poured over the menus and I thought a bruschetta might be my best choice but never said anything out loud since I thought we were all ordering something.  In the end one of the girls ordered the nachos and suggested we share and order more later if we want.  It seemed like a good solution since I was pretty sure I could resist them.

The plate arrived and lo and behold these were not your ordinary nacho chips.  These were nachos made with my red light food, home made potato chips.  Oh!  Not good.   I had a hard time focussing on the conversation for a while because I was also having a conversation with the chips.   It sat there taunting me over and over.  And I kept thinking,  "No, I'm not hungry."  "Damn you look good."  "I wonder if I can stop at just one?"  "Shut up!"  "Oh you look sooooo good!"  "Hmmmm..."   "I wonder..."  "Fine".  

And then it happened.  I ate a small, plain chip with no cheese.  It was as good as I'd imagined.  Like a crack addict having a hit after trying to detox for week.  I waited a while but still those chips were calling me.  So again I negotiated with myself.  "I weighed in yesterday so I have a week to do the right thing and not let a few nachos put me on the wrong path."  "If I don't have more I won't be able to stop thinking about them."  "GAWD I wish someone would call the server and ask her to take them away."  

I confess, I had a few more.  A few more plain ones and a couple with a bit of cheese and tomato.  I enjoyed every last one of them and am proud to say that I ate less than 8 or so.  Most of them were without the topping and I did succeed in stopping myself while there was still a large amount left on the plate, so I believe in my heart of hearts, that I won the "Showdown at Nachoville"!!!  In my past life I could have eaten the entire plateful and last night I had about 1/10 of the serving.  

Yeah, I'm proud!!

Oh yeah, and I lost another 1.5 lbs at weigh in on Wednesday.  Yay!!