Weight is stable, which is GREAT on a weekend. Friday night I stuck to my plan and had one rib to taste (they weren't very good at all; no offense to anyone from Cincinnati) and part of a chicken breast, plus salad and the low-fat, low-sugar cole slaw I had made. Despite the fact that JDG had tried to be nice and picked up food from my favorite bbq place (brisket and sausage) that he thought would be OK since I wasn't eating the ribs. I felt terrible about it, but I explained that those are just as high in fat as the ribs and that I wouldn't be eating those, either. Or the green beans or butter-soaked sauteed mushrooms he'd brought. Or the sugar-free (but somewhat high-fat) ice cream. Sigh. One of these days he'll figure it out.
Then yesterday we went to the 5K doggie walk. He suggested just doing the 1K because it was drizzling, but I decided after 1K that I didn't want to stop and he agreed to keep going. But THEN, after I walked the thing instead of running, so that we could stay together, he and the dog gave up after maybe 1.5K and turned back, so I finished the thing alone (but I was kind of annoyed, because if I had known, I'd have worn the appropriate support to run instead of just walking the whole thing). Next time I'm bringing my own dog, who could have easily made it (they swore to me that Wags was used to running with his dad and could easily do the whole 5K) and running, and JDG can do what he wants.
Anyway, I was good all day with food and had a little less than I normally would, because we were trying yet another bbq place. And instead of my usual ribs/sausage combo, I got ribs/turkey breast to at least cut down on fat and calories a little bit. Scale was maybe 0.2 or so higher today, so I'm fine with that. Looks like I've found a solution I can live with. We're supposed to meet for dinner and to watch Amazing Race tonight; I'll probably get fish wherever we go, which should get the scale moving again. It'll be my third time having fish this week, which seems to work well for me. Plus I like fish.
Oh, plus we had Teemu's birthday party last night. The dogs loved the homemade dog cake (and we hated it, which is great) plus all the treats I got for them. And Teemu got lots of extra attention, so he was a happy boy.